Those Blue Eyes

Chap. 74: Savannah Jean Taylor

(Picture of Savannah Above *WARNING: sexual situation and below)
*Brooke's POV*

          The feeling of butterflies tickles my shoulder. I lightly chuckle, trying to be still, but the ticklish feeling gets worst. I begin to giggle, feeling warm hands touch my bare sides. Evan. Biting my lip, I make a 'mmm' sound.
        "Baby, you're tickling me." I whine.
        "I want to give you your first birthday surprise, Princess." Evan kisses my shoulder again, "Unless you wanna wait until tonight."
            I bite my lip again, smiling like an idiot. I turn over to I lay right under Evan's chest, his legs beside mine. Feeling heavy, my eyes crack open to see Evan's nose just inches away from mine. My hands slide up his chest and to his broad shoulders. Oh he's so beautiful in the morning. Messy hair, tired eyes, his beard hasn't been combed. He sits up, moving to in front of me—WHOA MAMA! He's already unwrapped me for me (I don't know about any of you, but I found this funny). I quickly slip my lacy thong down from my waist. I give Evan access to my womanhood. The air conditioned air makes my bare body cold. Evan suddenly grabs my waist and flips my body over so I'm on my hands and knees. From behind, his hairy knee pushes my legs farther apart. I gasp at his actions, smiling.
"Baby," I pout "I wanna please you!"
"It's your birthday." Evan smacks my ass hard, making me gasp and blush bright red. "And it's time for Daddy to take Mommy for a ride."

        *****birthday sex is over*****

              My body aches. All over. I pant as my womanhood throbs. Evan hit it from just about every angle. Tears fall down my cheeks as Evan licks his fingers clean. He kisses my knee, smiling at me happily. He stands and starts towards the shower.
             "Baby!" I whine softly, "That was really uncalled for!"
             Evan chuckles from the bathroom, banging the closet door. I swear, on his birthday, I am going to make him suffer—
            "Well, I told you 'Not yet Princess'." Evan peaks his head out of the bathroom doorway, "You should have listened, Princess."
             I grab my legs and shove him down on the bed, my back aching. I let out painful groans. Evan sure did a number on me. He has done worst before, but still. This one was just uncalled for. Naughty.

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        After Evan and I took a shower together (no sex, just washing each other and stealing kisses), he made me pancakes. My absolute favorite. He kept tickling me and stealing kisses, but eventually he made me go and sit down at the kitchen table. I smacked his butt every time as he would walk by. Damn he's so cute. Thank God he's mine. My mind starts to go to Natalia but I shut them thoughts out. Evan loves me. He divorced her so he could be with ME. In my mind, I repeat it like a mantra. Trying to convince myself that it's true. That the new ring he got me, which is HUGE and expensive, spent the rest of his money from his divorce, is bigger than Natalia's. I used to not care about who has the bigger ring but now I just do. It's beautiful though. Evan places my pancakes down in front of me, then one for—what the heck? Why did Evan place three plates of pancakes? I give him a confused look.
            "Evan? Who is that for? Are we expecting company?" I raise a brow at him.
              Evan grins from ear to ear. "We are, my Sweetheart."
               "So that's why you wouldn't let me stay in my jammies." I smile at him curiously. "And may I ask who we are expecting?"
               Evan smiles, looking down at the ground. "No you may not. It's a surprise."
                Suddenly, the doorbell rings. I quickly get up in a flash and race to the door. Evan grabs my hips, chuckling as he stops me.
                 "Who there, Birthday Girl!" Evan says happily, "We can't scare our guest."
             Evan takes my hand and we walk up to the door. His hands begin to shake. Who is behind this door? Evan straightens up before opening the door. The sunshine from outside nearly blinds me. But as my eyes adjust to the sunshine, I see a woman standing at the door with an adorable little girl with big brown eyes and long hair. She hides her face in the woman's shirt.
               I look to Evan confused—he's crying. Full on bawling, holding his mouth as he cries. I am so confused.
               "Baby, what's wrong?" I say to Evan, taking his hand.
                He sucks in a shaky breath. "That's our baby."
                 My entire body becomes a mixture of hot flashes and chills. I quickly turn to the woman holding my child in her arms. Oh, my God. My baby. My baby girl. I cover my mouth from letting out sobs. My heart aches.
              The woman bends down, setting Savannah on her feet. My baby girl still acts shy, hanging on to the woman. Evan and I both squat down on our knees, crying happily at the first sight of our babygirl. She's so beautiful.
               "Savannah, do you know who these people are?" The woman says in a baby tone.
               Savannah peaks over at us, quickly looking away. She continues to grasp the woman's blouse tightly.
                 "This is your Mommy and this is your Daddy." The woman pulls Savannah off of her and makes her look into her eyes.
                  Savannah rubs her eyes, whining. "I hungie."
                  The woman chuckles, rolling her eyes. "Savannah, sweetheart, this is your Mommy and Daddy. You're going to live with them now."
                    Savannah turns and looks to us, her HUGE brown eyes look at us. She's so cute. She looks like me though, in the face and she has my terrible nose. But she's still so beautiful. Like a little angel.
             "We prepped for for a few days." The woman says to us, "We showed her pictures of you and tried to make her learn who you are."
              I wipe my tears away, smiling uncontrollably. My baby. My beautiful, sweet, innocent baby is right here in front of me for the first time. She continues to stare at us unsure. Then suddenly she begins to walk towards us, going slow. She stops, staring at me mainly. She breaks down and begins to cry, her little hands covering her tear filled eyes.
             "Oh! Please don't cry, Princess." I plead softly, "It's okay. We're right here. Mommy and Daddy is right here."
               In seconds, Savannah has ran into my arms and is bawling her little eyes out. Evan scoots over and wraps his arms around us. Savannah begins to cry louder, her little face getting red as her sweet lit tears roll down her flawless cheeks. Evan kisses her temple, holding the other side of her small head. Then he does me that way. Savannah's little arms wrap around my neck, clinging to me. I kiss her cheeks repeatedly, squeezing her as I hold her close to me.
             "MAMA!" Savannah cries loudly.
                Damn she has some lungs. The woman begins to leave, nodding to Evan and I. Chase comes running out of the house, checking out the noise. He barks, spinning around.
                 I pick Savannah up, Evan stands with me. He whistles for Chase to come back in. We. All walk in together. As a family. The best present I've ever received.