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"God, I love your voice."
The sound of your husband speaking up pulls your attention away from the baby in your arms, making your soft singing stop. You raise your head, eyes landing on Jay standing in the doorway of the nursery in a pair of sweatpants, his arms folded across his bare chest. Rocking back and forth gently in the chair, you smile over at him, "Don't interrupt, Halstead, I'm working here."
He raises his hands in defense, classic grin on his face, "Alright, Halstead. Do your thing."
You roll your eyes and gaze down at your baby once more, watching as their eyes flutter open and closed slowly. Humming, you sway them in your arms, whispering the lyrics to your favorite lullaby from when you were a kid yourself. You can still see Jay watching out of the corner of your eye, heavy eyes staring at you. Still singing, you glance at him, and your breath stutters in your throat at the look on his face. Without breaking the song's melody, you arch a brow at your husband, "Can you please stop biting your lip... It's distracting."
Jay smirks, "I like watching you."
Shaking your head, you can't help but laugh at his antics. You glance down at your baby and see their eyes closed, breaths evened out, and finally fast asleep. Standing, you make your way over to the crib in the center of the room and carefully set down the precious bundle in your arms, making sure not to jostle them awake. You rub a finger over the smooth skin of their cheek and bend forward to place a gentle kiss on their forehead, whispering, "Goodnight, my love."
You turn on your heels and make your way towards the door, walking on your tiptoes as quietly as possible. Flicking off the light switch, you place both hands on Jay's chest and push him from the room into the hall, turning back to close the door behind you. You continue to shove your husband across the hall to your own bedroom, licking your lips and keeping your voice low, "Hopefully the little monster will finally sleep through the night."
"Or at least for the next half hour," Jay teases, wrapping his arms around your waist and tugging you against his chest.
You raise a brow at him, arms around his neck, "Half hour? Seriously?"
Jay rolls his eyes, "Fine, Y/N, an hour."
Chuckling, you lean up and connect your lips with his, fingers playing with the hairs at the base of his neck. His tongue licks along the seam of your lips, and you allow him entrance, both tongues immediately tangling. Jay's hands move to the front of your top, tugging it over your head and tossing it somewhere in the room, walking you back towards the bed.
It has only been a few months since your child's birth, and you'd only been intimate together a few times, both because of your healing body and the lack of uninterrupted free time. Because of the baby and Jay's work schedule, you have to take advantage of every opportunity. You usually try to make it quick, too, for those reasons. But also because the faster the two of you have sex, the less time Jay has to truly take in your postpartum body that you are still a bit uncomfortable with, having not had much time to exercise the weight off.
However, tonight is different; the baby is sound asleep, and you have all night.
Jay's hands move up your back to the clasp of your bra, working to undo it. "Fuck, I need you..." he mumbles against your lips, sliding the straps of your bra down your arms and tossing it aside. He gently pushes you down onto the mattress, standing at the foot of the bed and running his hands over your bare legs.
Breath stuttering slightly as his green eyes scan your body, your arms move to cover yourself, one across your heavier breasts and the other across your fuller stomach. Your own eyes avoid his gaze until you feel a warm palm on your cheek.
"Hey," Jay whispers, leaning carefully over you. His other hand wraps around your wrist and tugs it away, "Don't hide from me, Y/N."
"I'm not," you stutter, exhaling slowly. "I'm sorry, I'm just... I guess I just don't feel like myself yet," you admit.
"I don't care what you look like," Jay emphasizes. "I love you. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, alright? You were beautiful the first day we met, you were beautiful when you were about to pop and couldn't even see your own feet," you both chuckle before he continues, "And you are so beautiful now when you are sitting in that rocking chair with our child, singing them to sleep."
You stare into his eyes, mesmerized, raising a hand to his cheek and stroking your thumb over his freckled skin, "God, I love you." He smiles, and you mirror it before it turns into a smirk, your thumb gliding to sweep over his bottom lip, "And I need you. Now."
Grinning, Jay surges forward and locks you in a kiss, hands floating down your sides to the waistband of your shorts. His mouth moves to your neck before going further down until his lips can close around your nipple. You moan, hips bucking from the extra sensitivity, and he continues his trek down your body, kissing each of the stretch marks on your stomach as he goes.
Stopping at your hips, Jay hooks his fingers in your shorts and panties before tugging them down your legs in a swift movement, kissing his way back up your leg. You gasp out his name, and he smirks against the skin of your inner thigh, exhaling over your dripping wet center.
Hearing your breath quicken, he decides to have mercy on you, considering your earlier words, and grips both of your hips to hold your legs open. Jay tilts his chin forward, licking a long strip across your slit, his nose bumping over your clit, and you moan. Working his tongue until he has you panting, Jay shoves two fingers inside you, causing you to cry out. Without pausing his ministrations, he moves his free hand up to cover your mouth so you don't wake the baby and continues, adding a third finger.
When Jay curls them inside you and wraps his lips around your clit, sucking hard, you come undone beneath him, clenching around his fingers. He keeps moving them in and out, letting you ride out your high for as long as possible. When your breathing finally evens out a bit, Jay pulls them out and licks them clean before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, sliding back up your body.
"Wow," you gasp out, chest rising and falling with your breaths.
Jay smirks, "Babe, I'm just gettin' started."
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