Ghost of You

Thirty Eight

Lindsey was the happiest man in the word as he rocked his son to sleep, singing to him gently as he watched his wife folding some clothes and towels on Noah's changing station, he couldn't help his gaze falling to her stomach

"What?" Stevie asked, tipping her head to the side slightly

"Nothing, why?"

"You're staring at me." She smiled

"Am I?" He asked and Stevie nodded "I'm just feeling incredibly luckily right now...I'm married to you, we've got a son, and you're carrying another one of our children, and we did it all by ourselves, baby!" He didn't realise tears were falling down his cheek

"Hey, hey! Don't cry my sweetheart!" She rushed to him and engulfed him in a hug

"I'm sorry" he said, trying to pull away but she stopped him, holding his head to her busom.

"It's okay to be emotional. I mean, look at me, I'm a walking emotional mess!" she said with a chuckle.

"You're not an emotional mess but if you were, it's understandable. Brand new baby, pregnant..." She stroked his curls lovingly. "Um, babe, can you let go now? I'm going to suffocate."

"Oh, sorry!" Stevie pulled away and her cheeks were bright pink.

"I wouldn't normally complain, I love being nestled between your um...well..." He motioned to her chest. "But I wanted to lay the baby down."

"No problem" Stevie finished her work, watching him lay Noah in his crib.

"I wanted to talk to you about something." he said, following her out of the room.

"Yes?" Stevie went into the bedroom to change into pajamas. He couldn't help but stare as she removed her blouse. "Well?"

"Oh, right. Well, I was thinking that we should wean the baby"

Stevie whipped around. "What?"

"I...uh...I thought that since you're high risk...I was reading that..."

"No, out of the question!" she said firmly.

"We could put him on formula and he would be just fine."

"I want to nurse"

"I read that nursing can cause contractions, Stevie, so since you're newly pregnant and we don't want to lose this baby, I think it would be in all of our best interest..."

"Nursing is important to me. He's my miracle and I want to give him the very best!" Stevie began to get emotional.

"I know Steph, but I'm thinking of the safety of our new baby."

"And I'm thinking of the one we have now!"

"That's selfish Stephanie!"

"Don't you dare talk to me about being selfish after everything you put me through when I was pregnant with Noah!"

"You're seriously going to bring that up again?"

"Well you caused me a hell of a lot of stress!" She argued, furious with him

"I'm not arguing with you, I asked a simple question you didn't need to bite my head off and bring up the fucking past!" He said finally, before stalking out the room

"You don't get to just walk away from me!" Stevie said, chasing after him, having tossed her nightie on. It left little to the imagination and Lindsey noticed as he turned to face her.

"I can and I w--" Lindsey stopped getting quite the eye full of her cleavage. "...Stephanie"

"No, don't 'Stephanie' me! You don't get to just throw all this shit at me then walk away. We need to finish this!"

"It's finished. I'm done, I've dropped it." he said quickly.

"Why? Why are you suddenly done now that you've riled me all up?!" Her chest heaved, her eyes wide and full of anger.

"Because all I can think about is how goddamn sexy you look right now. My mind won't fucking work because all the blood rushed south." he told her, pushing her to the wall and stunning her into silence with a smoldering kiss.

She placed a hand on his chest between them, trying to push him away but suddenly her hand fell away as he continued to kiss her, slipping his tongue into her mouth. She moaned, her arms draping lazily around his neck. Lindsey pulled away momentarily and she whimpered, wanting more. He smirked, kissing her again, his hands kneading her soft, womanly hips.

"Lindsey, take me..." she whispered against his mouth

"I shouldn't after what was said but I can't bring my self to resist you!" He lifted her up by the backs of her thighs as he pushed her harder into the wall with his hips

"Then you'd better punish me hadn't you..." she smirked and he ravished her mouth, nibbling on her bottom lip

Unbuckling his pants Stevie quickly pulled up her nightie, Lindsey marvelling as he found her with no underwear on

"This is how I like you...ready and waiting..." he said before thrusting into her hard

"Oh god yes!" She hissed and grabbed his shoulders, dragging her claws across his back

"You don't want me to be gentle this time?"

"Being gentle doesn't work, not right now."

"You've got a temper like a raging fire, mama. You just can't be tamed."

"You could try" she said, hooking her ankles around him as he mercilessly slammed into her repeatedly. "Ahhhh yes!" Her moans grew loud and he quieted her.

"You're going to wake the baby" he said and she bit her lip. Like clockwork, another loud moan came from her mouth and he chuckled. "Okay, bedroom time"

"Don't stop, Lindsey, I will do anything to make you keep going"

Reaching down and pulling the tie from her robe he doubled it up, before tying it round her mouth, excitement shooting through her

"There we go..." Lindsey said on a hard jolt of his hips, Stevie making a loud noise, Lindsey chuckled and rolled his eyes, carrying her to their bedroom and placing her on the bed, untying the mouth restraint

"Do you trust me?" He asked

"With everything!" Lindsey smiled before holding Stevie's arms above her head and tying her wrists together with the tie, then attaching it to the bed rail

"Open..." he tapped her thighs and then settled between them, driving into her with precision and speed, Stevie's back arching as he hit the right spots

"Jesus, Linds....mmmm!" she moaned.

"Stephanie, silence" he said firmly.

"This is torture!" she said. "I want to touch."

"Not yet" he said, kissing her lips, then her neck, sucking the soft skin there. He slammed into her again, rubbing her clit roughly. Her hips bucked below him, whimpering a she milked her orgasm from her. Her walls clenched around him and suddenly, he spilled everything he had inside of her. "Fuck!" he moaned, both frustrated and lovestoned.

"Mmmm....so good baby, so good"

"You felt incredible"

"You felt better...you were perfect"

"You are" he told her, kissing her repeatedly. The loving words continued as he came down from his high.

"Linds?"

"Yes, baby? Tired?"

"No, um, can we go again?"

He chuckled, kissing the top of both breasts, playing with her nipples through her slip. "Yes, I think we can manage that, just give me a minute"

He rolled off of her, breathless and sweating. She licked his sweaty chest, swirling her tongue around one of his nipples. "Come on, daddy...one more time for mama?"

"Oh, Steph...you're so bad" He gave her a wicked smirk, pulling her on top of him. She giggled as he freed her from her slip completely, tossing it to the floor.