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Notice Anything?

Warning: some sexual content.

For hours, Lindsey had been trying to plan the perfect gift for Stevie. He was pacing the living room when Stevie came in carrying at least six shopping bags with pink and blue tissue paper sticking out.

"Hey!" she said enthusiastically.

"Hey! Do a little damage?" He kissed her, trying to take the bags from her.

"I did." He looked at her a moment, grabbing her hand as she walked past.

"Look at me a minute" he said and she did. "Have you been crying? Is everything okay?"

"Calm down, I'm alright. Crazy hormones, remember?" Stevie took off her jacket and hung it up in the hall closet before taking her boots off. "Where are the kids?"

"At school, and Iris is in nursery. That pre-preschool thing you wanted her to do."

"Oh right."

"So, what did you get?" he asked and her eyes lit up.

"Oh, I can't wait to show you!" She rushed over to the bags on the couch and stopped. "Wait"

"What?"

"Why don't you open them?"

"I thought you wanted to show me." She shrugged and he rubbed his hands together. "Alrighty then." Stevie smiled brightly, watching as he peeked between the folds of multicolored paper. He reached inside and she bit her lip. "Baby clothes."

"Uh-huh."

The first outfit was a yellow footed, snap up outfit with ducks all over it. The second item he pulled out was exactly the same and he chuckled. "You bought two of the same thing."

"Uh-huh" she said again. "Keep going" Lindsey continued to go through the bags of clothes, blankets, booties and scratch mittens. He lifted the final item and his eyebrows knitted together. "So what do you think?"

"Looks like you have a lot of the shopping covered."

"Notice anything?"

"Well...uh, there's two of these little onesies and two of these shirts..." Stevie nodded, a smile growing on her face as the realization washed over him. "Really? Again?"

"Wow, I just had a flashback to our wedding!"

"God, I love you." He dropped the tiny clothes back into the bag and kissed her passionately.

"I love you too." she said.

"So it's twins again?"

"Yes, twins again. At first I was shocked, then I was scared...that's when the tears started."

"And now?"

"I'm so excited, Lindsey!" Stevie began to cry again and he embraced her.

"Me too."

"Really? You're not going to freak out?" She sniffed.

"Not that I can tell, but if we keep doing this, we're going to need an even bigger house."

She giggled. "Yeah, I know. Hopefully next time, it won't be twins."

"There's going to be a next time?" He wore a shocked  expression and that made her giggle all the more.

"It's because you're irresistible, baby."

"I guess I'm going to have to find a way to be less handsome." he said, waggling his eyebrows and she nodded.

"I guess so." She leaned forward and kissed him, pulling him toward the stairs by his belt loops.

"What are you doin', mama?"

"I think we have a little time to celebrate...if you want to."

"I always want to." he said, kissing her again.

"Obviously" She smirked and he half-laughed.

"If we get up there fast enough, we might have time to do it twice."

"Once for each of our little miracles." She kissed him a third time, then a fourth.

"Mrs. Buckingham...what has gotten into you?"

"By the time we reach the bedroom, hopefully Mr. Buckingham." She winked, taking his hand and leading him up the stairs.

The moment they entered the bedroom, she was unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, pulling them down his toned thighs. He pulled his shirt over his head, going back to kissing her. They were both trying to undress her, their hands fumbling over each other. She whimpered, wanting him right that moment. "So many clothes..."

"Too many" she agreed. Her fingers tangled in his curls, a soft moan escaping as their tongues danced together. She pulled away, finally getting her skirt and top off on her own. Lindsey's hands shook, only stilling as he ran his hands over her softened curves.

"I love your body" he whispered.

"And my body loves you." she replied. His lips curled into a devilish smirk.

"How about I make it love me a little more?"

"How?" she asked, all the innocence she had in her revealed in a single word.

"I have an idea or two." He laid her down on the bed, climbing over her. He kissed her neck, trailing sloppy, hot, wet kisses down her chest. He slid a hand behind her and unhooked her bra. He moved the strap that seemed to dig into her shoulder from the weight of her blossoming chest, and kissed the mark it left. She sighed as he slipped the other strap off, sliding it off her arms. He discarded the frivolous item onto the floor, massaging one of her swollen breasts in his hand. He rolled her erect nipple beneath his thumb, listening to her sensual sounds and adjusting according. They were sensitive and he loved it. He removed his hand and attached his mouth, sucking lightly as she gasped, holding her breath every time his tongue moved over the hardened bead. His other hand slid down her stomach and between her legs. She was warm, wet...he couldn't resist putting his hand inside her lace panties, brushing his fingers over her clit. She moaned loudly, wordlessly begging for more. He pulled off of her breast with a smack of his lips, her eyes smoky with arousal. She anticipated his every move, her tummy muscles tensing up as he drew his fingers up to his mouth and sucked them. His hand disappeared from sight, but she knew just where it was going. His fingertips danced over her pubic mound and slid between her thighs, knees akimbo.

"Please" she pleaded desperately and he shook his head. "Please...please..."

"What do you want me to do?" he asked and she turned her face away shyly. "Tell me, angel."

"Your mouth." He pulled her panties off and tossed them to the floor as well. He settled between her legs, smoothing their soft white skin as they twitched involuntarily. He licked her glistening slit, tuning into the sounds she was emitting, taking it as a grade of his performance. He stopped momentarily to lay soft, light kisses over her stomach. She smiled warmly, running her fingers through his curls as he went back down. He flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit, her legs almost closing around him. He held them back, his eyes looking up at her every few moments. She groped her own breast, clawing at her skin as he pleasured her. She broke out into a sweat, a sheen covering her body. He gripped her backside, lifting her up into a better position. Her hips bucked as she got closer and closer to the edge. Her sounds became louder, her breathing more erratic, she couldn't contain herself. "Lindsey" she moaned. "Linds..." She shrieked as her sensitive bud was lapped at, and sucked. "I'm close..." she managed with a gasp before completely unraveling for him. It was as if her entire body was vibrating in time with her rapid heartbeat. He continued to rub her clit more gently this time, helping her ride out the final waves of her glorious, soul shattering orgasm. He moved back up to her face to kiss her ruby red lips repeatedly.

"I love you."

"I love you too." she breathed. His hand fell away and she lay silent for a few moments, catching her breath. "Now it's your turn."