Warning: Sexual Activities
I'm sad to see Christmas end. I had so much fun with everyone in our house. We say they can stay while we go back to LA for a few days but they don't want to inconvenience us. I cry, seeing everyone off as they are whisked away to the airport. Lindsey hugs me when I'm inconsolable and promises we will see them again in no time.
We get ready to leave our sanctuary and go back to the hustle and bustle of LA. To say I would rather not go is an understatement. And Lindsey has said he feels the same. For some reason, he is really, really resistant. The whole time we drove up, he would barely speak. He wouldn't sing with me like he normally would on long drives, he would just hold my hand or fidget. We will be staying at my house since he put his up for sale, and Karen is there to greet us when we arrive. She hugs me, then Lindsey, taking my bags upstairs. She has done grocery shopping for us so I wouldn't have to go out unless I wanted to, prepared snacks for me so I can grab them easily and bought a bunch of little things for the baby. She has done a great job being in contact with Lindsey's people, making sure he has clothes and anything else he needs here. Lindsey rolls his eyes as we go over the plan for our stay.
"It's only 3 days" he complains. "You're stressing yourself out"
"Yes but 3 days is almost half a week and I cannot have my week be unplanned when I have someone I know can handle it much better than I" I tell him, waving my hand dramatically.
"Alright, Diva" He says. "I would have thought you could wiggle your nose and this would all be done for you like that" he says, snapping his fingers.
"Was that a witch joke?" Karen asked, catching on. She high fives him. "Great one!"
"I'm not a witch!" I moan. "Why is my assistant, someone on my pay roll, on his side?"
"He's your soon to be husband, and it was funny"
"Don't encourage him. It wasn't funny" I say, pouting. "I'm never going to live the witch thing down, am I?" They shake their heads.
"How about some color in your wardrobe?" Lindsey suggests.
"I've tried that numerous times, remember, and it has never helped one bit."
"Sounds like someone is in need of a snack" Karen says, pointing to me.
"I'm fine" I snap.
"You're getting grouchy. You always get that way when you're hungry, especially now that I have to take care of two Stevies"
"I'm going to my room. I'm tired of you guys picking on me" I say, my voice wobbling uncontrollably.
"We haven't finished going over everything. Please stay" Karen says, waving papers at me.
"When is my appointment?" I ask, testing the water to see if I actually want to stay despite the torment.
"Tomorrow at noon"
"Noon?" I whine.
"You'll just have to get up a little earlier. I'm sorry, it's all they had. You have other commitments right now"
"Like what?"
"We have to confirm that you'll be at all these shows that have asked to have you on. Jay Leno has asked for you on April 30th"
"Can I pretape?"
"He wants live"
I groan "Does he know that I'm going to be as big as a house by then?"
"I haven't said a word"
"Maybe you should" I say, my attitude getting the best of me. I sigh. "Bring me a snack"
She smirks, giving Lindsey a knowing glance and goes to grab me something, anything. I hate when they're right. "It's not your fault" she tells me when I apologize for my mood.
We talk for a little longer but I'm not really listening by now and she can tell. "Stevie? Is there anyone in there?"
"Sorry, I'm tired from being in the car for hours" I say. "Can we talk about this later?" I finish up and hand her my plate.
"Sure, honey."
"Thank you" I hug her then start up the stairs. "Are you coming, baby?" I ask Lindsey in a slightly seductive tone, as he's just standing there with Karen.
"Uh, um, uh...yeah" he says, hurrying after me.
"Don't come get me, I'll come down on my own" I tell her and she nods.
The minute we get to my room, I tear his clothes off. He looks at me, shocked.
"What?" I ask him.
"What has gotten into you?" He asks.
"Do you want me to stop?" I arch an eyebrow at him and he shakes his head. "I didn't think so" I kiss up and down his body, pulling off my own jacket and tossing it to the floor. I unbutton the top few buttons of my black chiffon blouse, pulling it over my head.
"I still can't get over these" he tells me, pressing my obscenely large breasts together, his hands either side of my dark colored lace overlay bra that is now a little too small. "What size are they?" I give him a strange look. "Humor me, please" he says, kissing my neck. He knows how to get what he wants from me, I'm a sucker for my neck being kissed the way he does.
"Triple D" I say as I pull his face to mine to attack his mouth with my tongue. "Maybe an E. I need remeasured"
"Jesus! How do you stay upright?"
"You're telling me, I have no idea"
"Wow"
"Enough talk, fuck me. Right now" I yank him to the bed by the hand and push him down. I slide my leggings and underwear down my legs and off, having already taken my boots off down stairs. I straddle him and force his length deep within me. I moan, letting myself relax around him. He begins to buck his hips, forcing himself to hit my cervix several times. I ride him forcefully and I hate that I'm close within minutes. I whimper, feeling myself creep closer and closer to the edge. I lick my fingers and touch my swollen bud lightly, then circling it as he watches from below.
"You are so fucking sexy, Steph! Yes, baby, touch yourself." He bites his lip, groaning with pleasure. "Did you touch yourself when we were apart?"
"Ah, yes." I say. I bring myself over the edge now, shouting his name as I ride him even harder. "Oh my god, Lindsey! Lindsey!" I moan. "Switch positions with me. Please, get on top of me" He looks at me a moment. "She's fine" I say, touching my stomach. "Please! I'm begging you, please. Fuck me as hard as you can" I roll onto my back and he positions himself between my thighs. I'm dripping wet and he slides into me easily.
"Tell me what you thought about when you'd play with yourself" he whispers into my ear. He sits back up and slams into me forcefully, making me gasp with pleasure.
"I'd...imagine you sucking my sensitive clit, licking my drenched folds, forcing your tongue inside of me. I prayed for your dick to replace your tongue when I got close. I wanted you to fill me, tease me. Even when I told you to stop you would fuck me until I squirted all over you. You'd make me taste myself on you and I would suck your fingers clean. Yes, Lindsey, yes!"
"Holy Fuck!" He exclaimed. "You are so much dirtier than I thought"
I laughed. "My entire body ached for you." I felt myself getting close and I knew he was too. "Fill me, daddy. Come for me, baby. Come for me"
"Oh yes, Steph, come on, talk to me. Tell me how much you want it"
"I want it, God, please come. You feel so good. Fill me, come just for me baby" He slammed into me so hard I was breathless and he came loudly, with me clenched around him as I came for a second and third time.
"Oh my God, Stephanie" he said, breathlessly, kissing me all over. "You are a fucking Goddess. And you're all mine"
"I'm all yours" I tell him.
"You're perfect. I love you. I love you so much"
"I love you too" He grabbed my hand and kissed the ring he put on my finger. "Even if I won't be able to walk tomorrow" I say and he laughed.
