Let's Have A Baby

Part 2**

A few months had passed, and Shawn had gone baby-crazy. He tracked your periods, watched what you ate, and was suddenly always horny. You kept getting your period, always on time, and even though Shawn smiled and said, "Next time, love," you could tell a bit of him always broke inside.

Today, you stayed late at the office to get some extra work done. Work had been crazy lately, and Shawn begged you to take some time off because he somehow got it into his brain that the stress was making you infertile. Obviously you refused, but it was tempting. The two of you really wanted this. You pushed the door to your apartment open, expecting Shawn to be in bed already, dinner in the fridge. Instead, you were greeted by a trail of rose petals leading to your bedroom. Putting your tote bag down and kicking off your heels, you followed the trail down the hall, calling out, "Shawn?" into the darkness.

You pushed open the door to your bedroom, seeing that it was completely lit with at least a hundred white candles. A bouquet of red roses was laid on the bed, and your heart swelled. He was such a sweetheart.

"Shawn?" you asked, again, more persistent.

"In here!" he called from your washroom. You opened the door to see your husband doing some quick tidying before you got home.

"Baby, this.. this is amazing. Why did you do all this?" you asked, tears in your eyes.

He took a few steps toward you, closing the gap, and kissed you. He kissed you so deeply, you felt it from head to toe. His beautiful hands gripped what felt like your whole body, as his tongue slid against your lower lip, losing himself in you. "I did this for you. I know you've been stressed, and you need some extra love right now. I'm here, baby. I love you." was all he said, eyes closed with his forehead pressed against yours.

You didn't respond. Didn't have to. You grabbed his middle and kissed him again, only deeper this time. Getting the message, he grabbed your hips, walking you backwards until your legs bumped into your bed.

"Let's get you out of this dress, babe." he said, reaching around to undo your zipper. He stepped back as you slipped out of your office-wear, eyes glued to your body. "So beautiful, baby." he whispered, barely audible. You undid your bra, slipping your arms out of it and letting it fall to the floor. Shawn stepped toward you, taking your face in his hands and kissing you as you began fumbling with his waistband. "Slow down, baby. We have to do this right, okay?"

You nodded, catching your breath for a second. Sometimes it was hard to take things slow when you had such a hot-ass husband.

He pushed you back on the bed, hovering over you. He began kissing your jaw and moving down your neck, tickling your skin with his tongue. He left small bruises down your chest, making his way to your left nipple. Giving it a wet kiss and biting it a little, he had you squirming under his touch.

"Shawn please." you managed to get out, to which he looked up at you and gave a big, goofy smile.

"Flip." was all you said, and he laid down beside you. Crawling on top of him, you decided to tease him, too.

You kissed down his neck, down his chest, leaving wet, sloppy kisses along his abs and licking along his appendectomy scar. His muscles contracted under your lips, a growing bulge in his sweatpants. Your kisses trailed lower, hovering over his waistband. Looking up at him, you saw his eyes watching you and his mouth agape, waiting anxiously for your next move.

You inched his pants down and he lifted his hips to allow them to come off. Achingly slowly, his pants and boxers slid off, revealing what you wanted most. Looking into his eyes, you flattened your tongue and licked up his cock, causing him to moan at the contact. You took his tip into your mouth, sucking on it as you cupped his balls. Slowly, you took more of him into your mouth, and his hand found yours at his side. It was equally filthy and sweet.

Bobbing your head as you sucked his cock, you watched his abs contract as he held back groans. His hand squeezed and you knew you were getting into dangerous territory, so you released him with a pop and crawled up to meet his face.

You planted a kiss on his nose as his hands snaked around your back, flipping you underneath him.

He continued to kiss you as his fingers found the hem of your panties, pushing them down your legs. As his lips moved down your body, he managed to pull your underwear off your ankles to spread your legs. He began kissing up your thighs as you squirmed at his touch on your sensitive skin.

"Shawn, please." you pleaded with him, aching to be relieved.

Giggling into your legs, his tongue began flicking your clit, putting you out of your misery.

It was a beautiful sight. Your right hand in his curls, pulling his face closer to your soaked core. His tongue dipped into you as his nose ticked your clit, your left hand gripping his right. He lapped at you until you were a shaking mess, moaning into you and using his hand to hold you down. Just as you were about to spill over the edge, he pulled away, a wicked grin on his face.

"What the fuck, Shawn?" you asked, angered from the immediate lack of pleasure.

"Baby, it's better if we finish together. Better chances for our baby. Bear with me, okay?" he spoke in a soft, loving tone.

"Ugh. Alright babe. Fuck me please."

"In due time, love." he laughed, shaking his head.

He took his time, alright. Took his time practically torturing you with his soft, wet kisses. His tongue danced up your body as you ached for him in your core. Making his way up to your neck, he sucked little purple marks all over you, only to pull back and look deeply into your eyes. Letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding, he finally asked, "you ready, baby?"

"Yes, God, yes Shawn. Christ." was all you could get out.

He slowly aligned his hard cock with your wet centre, pushing into you quite easily.

Bottoming out, he stayed there until you nodded, granting him permission to pump in and out of you. Slowly, Shawn began to pull almost all the way out only to ram back into you. He began to speed up, evolving into a moaning mess, losing himself loving you.

He felt so good going so deep inside of you, the sound of skin slapping filling the room.

Shawn kept asking questions, trying to be gentle but getting a little too excited. "Is this okay, baby?" and "Does that feel good, honey?" kept spilling from his mouth, ensuring he was doing this right.

All you could do was moan in response, as the feeling of his cock inside of you and the sight of his sweat-coated skin and wild curls completely put you at a loss for words.

His head dipped down into your neck, concealing his moans as he slowly thrusted in and out of you.

"So tight, baby. I-I'm getting close." he lifted his head, "You have to come too, love. Think you can come for me?" he asked, that wicked grin back on his face.

"Try me." you challenged.

His right hand found your clit as his lips found your neck, touching you in all the right ways. In no time, you felt the electricity build in your core as you felt your husband's dick twitch inside of you. He released with a shudder, a moaning mess on top of you. Your buildup reached its peak seconds later, leaving you at a loss for words and out of breath.

Collapsing on top of you, he lifted his head with a smirk.

"Babe, we did it. I feel it. I love you. We're gonna have a baby. I love you." he said, dripping with sweat, cheeks rosy and lips a deep pink.

"Whatever you say, hun. I love you more." you responded, planting a wet kiss on his plump lips.