Buckingham Nicks-Part II of Fritz Series

Piece of My Heart

***A/N Sexual content, and some graphic descriptions of non-con ahead***

April 1975

"It sounds great! Really I love the guitar bit on the end!" Mick's stretched out on the sofa of my home studio listening to the remastered version of Rhiannon that we've recorded for the White Album. Ever since Stevie and Sara have been home I've given up a lot of the reigns on producing our music. It's just not worth the stress or arguments. The only exceptions being on music that Stevie and I write, I still have the urge to tweak and adjust everything we create. We decided to put Crystal on the white album too. It was left over from our first Buckingham Nicks album, and we left I off. We never got around to putting it on the second album either.

Stevie's due in two months, she's bigger than she was at this time with Sara. Mom says that it's a boy, so does Barbra. Stevie's not sure, she says Nova's energy is cloudy and impatient. I've been referring to Nova as a boy since we found out Stevie was pregnant. I'll be happy either way.

Mick bids me a fond goodbye after taking the tapes with him for the mixer to listen to. Before I do anything else I head down the garden path to check on Sara and Stevie, they're planting fresh flowers when I get there. I watch them for a few minutes the Ginny and I walk the fence line double checking that the gate shut and locked after Mick left.

Stevie and Sara are both sweaty and covered in dirt by the time they decide to come inside for lunch. I get Sara cleaned up and dressed in some fresh clothes. "I'm going to shower Linds, can you start lunch? There's egg salad in the fridge" I place my hand on her belly and smile "Sure thing. One sandwich or two?" she puts her hand over mine "Two I think, this little one is hungry."

Sara and I get started on lunch and after about ten minutes we're all done. Stevie's been in the shower for a while so I head into the bedroom to check on her. She's running a brush through her hair wearing just her panties. My groin stirs as I see her bare breasts, plump and full from pregnancy. Without thinking I walk behind her in the mirror resting my hands on her hips. She stills seeing me in the mirror. But doesn't move.

Rubbing my lips against her shoulder I smile "You look good enough to eat" she blushes crimson at my words and I cup my hands over her breasts kneading gently. Maybe when Sara's down for her nap..."Is lunch ready?" I nod watching my hands move over her skin in the mirror "Yeah". I press my erection to her lower back closing my eyes at the friction. She squeezes my fingers "I'll be out in a minute" my hands slide back down he waist and cup one the cheeks of her behind.

As promised she comes out of the bedroom soon after me. Lunch is eaten and Sara falls asleep on the couch in front of cartoons. Stevie carries her to the day bed turning the volume of the T.V. down, as I finish cleaning up the dishes. Drying my hands, I look around for her, smiling when I find her in bed journaling.

I jump into bed next to her and she looks up from the page she's working on. Placing a book mark between the pages I close her notebook and place it on the bedside table. My hand rubs her bare leg as I take in her appearance. She's in shorts and a tank top her skin sun kissed with a few freckles on her shoulders. I can see the outline of her nipples against the shirt and I'm itching to touch her, to taste her. Since she's come back I haven't really pushed for us to make love again, wanting her to come to me. But she hasn't. And, sadly, my hand is becoming my only means of physical release.

Today, seeing her as she was I can no longer resist.

My eyes travel to hers and I grip her waist kissing her lips once, then twice. My other hand plays with the brass buton on top of her shorts I unsnap it watching her face as I finish parting the material I kiss her mouth hungrily. My thumb playing over the elastic waist band of her panties. I pull back with a soft smack of my lips to hers "Can I touch you?" her eyes dart to the side then back to me, she nods slowly and I smile kissing her again.