Ghost of You

Thirteen

The more Stevie's pregnancy went on the more things that were happening, it wasn't just her home they were appearing to her, and it wasn't just whilst she was awake, they came to her in sleep now too

"How you doing sweet?" Lindsey asked, sitting down on the sofa after work, he could take stevie sometimes, but not always, she smiled and lied every time he asked, giving the same answer

"I'm doing great thank you baby, quiet day, not much going on!" She hated lying to him but there was just no use whatsoever in telling him that she'd been crying hours before hand because of the emotional and physical pain she was in.

"Are you hungry?"

"Not really" she said, smoothing her ever growing bump.

"Are you sure? I thought I heard your tummy growling when I walked in."

"I'm not in the mood"

"You need to eat, Stevie. You're five months pregnant and we want him or her to grow big and strong, don't we?"

"Of course we do." she said. She was too scared to eat, too tied in knots. The lights had flickered again, she heard a man's voice while she was upstairs in the bathtub and she was jolted awake from a horrible dream where she was falling from the attic window all in one afternoon.

"So what'll it be?"

"I guess just a sandwich, I'm not in the mood to cook."

"You haven't been having any pain, have you?" She shook her head, lying once again. "Good. I know it's not great but I can cook breakfast for dinner if you're interested. Then you and the baby can rest a little. Let me pamper you."

"You just got home from work, I should be pampering you." Stevie said getting up.

"Tomorrow is Saturday. I have plenty of time to rest but for the next four months, you will be carrying my child. I can afford to take care of you. I don't get nearly as tired." he said, looking at her for approval.

"Okay then. When you make me a plate..."

"Make it double?" he asked and she smiled, nodding. "God, you're so cute. You look so good with that baby."

"Tell that to my swollen feet"

"I will, gladly. I will kiss and suck on every one of your little toes"

She tossed a pillow from the couch at him. "Go cook for us, perv"

"Oh? I'm the perv? I've heard you say some pretty pervy things lately!" He winked and went to make her food for her

Stevie sat in the living room, ignoring the whispers down her ear, and the constant shadow of a body falling past the window in a loop

"It's not real...it's not real..." she said to herself quietly

"It's real trust me!" She heard a woman's voice as she shot her head round, seeing nothing but the walls and pictures her and Lindsey had hung.

"What do you want?" Stevie whispered.

"Second chance" the voice said.

"What does that mean?" she asked but she got no answer. She hoisted herself off the couch and went to Lindsey, hugging him from behind, her bump pressed to his back.

"What's wrong, mama?" he asked, turning his head to kiss her forehead.

"Nothing, I guess, I just missed you."

"I just left" he said, "but I miss you too, as soon as I leave the house."

"I hate when you go to work."

"I hate going too. I'd rather hang out with you and the baby. Thankfully, we have two days this weekend for just that."

"And lovemaking? Is there time for that?" she asked in a small, baby voice that drove him absolutely wild.

He chuckled "There's always time for that, baby girl."

"Yay! Positions will be harder now with this bump" Stevie giggled

"Oh don't worry, I'll manage to take you every which way I can..." he leaned forward and licked her bottom lip before catching it in his teeth

"I'll eat my food then you eat me, deal?"

"I'll eat whilst you eat if you'd like!" He grabbed her behind and lifted her up a little so she could feel what she was doing to him, she was so much more confident that she was sexy enough again now, he couldn't get enough of her and her body, and she was glad of the distraction from the voices.

"You're going to burn my food" she said with a giggle. "Remember how concerned you were about me eating?"

"Ugh you're killing me, mama. Look at that gorgeous body."

"Well, you're just going to have to wait, daddy." Lindsey plated up her food and led her to the table. She sat down and immediately dug in. Instead of eating with her, he just sat across from her and watched her. "I hope you know how unsettling that is" she said with her mouth full.

"Is it? I'm just looking at my beautiful wife. Is that a crime?"

"Don't watch her eat" she told him in mock-scolding and he chuckled.

"Fine, what shall I do?"

"Eat something. Dinner is important, you've been at work all day."

"I will have my dinner in the bedroom." he said.

"You're still on that?" she asked, giggling.

"I can't keep my mind off of it."

"Well you're going to have to try." Stevie said, Lindsey raising his eyebrow before holding a fork up and dropping it on the floor

"Oops..." he smirked before getting onto his hands and knees and picking it up, sliding it onto the table before crawling under it and sitting on his feet in front of Stevie

"Lindsey what are you doing?" She laughed

"Eating..."

She was about to question him when she felt her skirt being bunched and her underwear was pulled down

"Linds not in the kit..." she stopped at the feel of his tongue brushing her clit, it caused her to drop her sandwich on a moan

"Oh my god..." putting her hand under the table she grabbed onto his hair roughly, causing him to groan against her, the vibrations making her jerk

Placing his hands onto her hips he pulled her forward a little till she was on the edge of the seat, lapping at her with force and speed. Unbuttoning her shirt she pulled her breast from the confinement of her bra and groped at herself

"Let's get this out the way..." she said breathlessly as she pushed the table backwards, hooking her leg over Lindsey's shoulder and dropping her head backwards

"Lindsey please...I can't..." she shivered as she was close

"What do you want?" She momentarily pulled back

"Fingers..." she begged

He put his mouth back against her and sucked harder, suddenly thrusting three fingers into her as she cried out, her arousal covering his fingers as he pulled them out and back in

"Let go!" He said as she gripped onto his head with both hands, physically screaming and seeing nothing but white as she came, going limp as he picked her up and carried her to the stairs

"You've got five minuets recover time before I take you again!" He kissed her and carried her bridal style to their room.