Page 63 of Everything After (Everything Trilogy)

ALFIE

I was about to suggest a bath and an early night when her cell phone rang. From where she was sitting, Lily glanced around for her purse. Before she could get out of her comfortable chair, I picked it up, took her cell phone out and handed it to her.

“It’s Jack. Hi, Jack,” she said, smiling once she’d answered. She listened for a moment then sighed. “It went okay, I suppose.”

From that snippet of conversation, I figured he’d rung to support her after her meeting with Saffy, so I left them to talk and headed upstairs, where I filled the tub with warm water, plenty of bubbles and added a candle or two.

Lily surprised me when she appeared at the bathroom door. She yawned, stretched her arms above her head and then massaged her neck.

“C’mere,” I said, waving her over to the bath. She did as I asked her and slipped her arms around my waist. Her head dropped forward when I began massaging her neck.

“Oh, God,” she groaned as her knees buckled and her body sagged next to mine.

“Good?”

“Orgasmic,” she mumbled quietly.

“I’ve not lost my touch then,” I replied, smiling.

“Your hands are magic,” she suggested as she moved her head to the side to give me greater access to where her neck and shoulder met.

“If you think they’re magic, what’s inside these jeans is gonna blow you away,” I teased.

“Don’t tell me you’ve been eating beans,” she muttered, sounding mock horrified.

“The only wind between us will be the soft, hot air I’m gonna blow between your thighs a little later.”

“Damn, you’re quick. How do you manage to turn everything into foreplay?”

“I know… it’s a gift,” I stated with a wicked grin even though she wasn’t focusing on me. “Come on, let’s get you naked and in that bath.”

“Oh, so you can make me wet?” she suggested, glancing up at me with a twinkling challenge in her gaze.

“Baby, you’re wet already. I don’t even need to check that fact. As soon as I laid my hands on you, I heard that groan of pleasure, and I bet it reached all the way down to your core.”

Lily broke eye contact with me, chuckled and reached for the hem of her red silk top without responding to my bet. She slipped it over her head and laid it on our bathroom stool.

“See you can’t even deny it… or do I need to check,” I queried with a raised brow.

“How did I ever allow myself to get caught up with such a sex-maniac as you,” she asked, pretending to grumble.

“Because you love my juicy, pierced cock. Admit it,” I said, reaching for the fastener on her pants and flicking it undone.

I slipped my hands around her waist, down to her ass, then palmed both ass cheeks through her lacy boy shorts.

I pulled her flush against me, to let her know how she affected me.

“Is this a torture technique to get me to say what you want?” she asked, giving me a coy glance.

I shook my head. “If you’re testing me, it isn’t working, Lily,” I warned, referring to the innocent way she looked up at me. She bit back a smile, then her stare grew intense. “It’s not what I want, it’s what you want, if what those lust-drunk eyes are saying is true to form.”

Stepping back, she placed her hand on my chest and narrowed those beautiful eyes I could get lost in. “Am I so easy to read?”

“Always, baby. Even when you hate me, you still want me.”

“Same,” she suggested of me.

“Same?” I asked, one eyebrow raised. I gave her ass cheeks another squeeze for good measure, and she bit her lip, clearly turned on.

“Yeah, even at the height of our troubles in those weeks, the way you looked at me said you wanted nothing more than to be balls deep inside me.”

I chuckled, pulled my hands out of her pants and held them up in surrender. “I can’t lie, it might have been on my mind a time or two.”

“Or three, Alfie Black, sex is never far away from that dirty mind of yours.”

“Talking about my dirty mind, I figure there’s been enough ‘dry’ foreplay. What do you say, we get you out of these pants and lacy panties, as nice as they are, and get that silky skin of yours wet?”

“I think a nice relaxing bath is just what I need. What will you be doing while I soak?”

Casting a dark look, I stared intently, then let a wicked smile curve my lips. “That depends on your preference,” I replied.

“My preference? For what?”

“Would you prefer that I played with your clit? Or I enter you from behind and fuck you real slow while I play with your tits, or… I fuck your tits with those luxurious, enticing bubbles? If none of those temp you, I’m always up for a straightforward blow job from the side of the tub.

” I winked for good measure and my cock strained at the fly of my jeans in protest at the mention of the fun he wanted to have.

“Oh, such a charcuterie board to choose from,” she replied, straight-faced but amused. She tapped her finger against her lips like she was considering her options.

“I think I’ll take option two, please,” she said, like she was choosing from a fixed luncheon menu.

I laughed because I’d forgotten what the options were since I’d just rattled them off from the top of my head. “Which was?”

“Ha! You can’t remember, can you?”

“Of course I can,” I replied when the sight of her pregnancy engorged tits reminded me what my second point was.

I nodded at the bath. Okay, let’s get you in there and then I can get in behind you, under you, I mean inside you,” I joked as I grabbed both sides of her pants and dragged them down her legs.

After Lily had kicked off her pants and stripped out of her panties, I held her hand and watched as she entered the water. “Damn, this is real,” I muttered.

Glancing toward me she frowned. “What is?”

“Our baby, you’re really taking shape now.”

“Is that a nice way of saying, I’m getting fat?” she said, sounding flat as she sat down.

“You are not fat. Your body is changing for the best possible reason. And what I said was me expressing how incredible I think you are. You can’t imagine how excited I feel, knowing my seed is growing with yours, and we’re bringing new life to the world.

I used to think nothing could change how I felt about you, but seeing you carrying our child only makes me love you more.

You look more beautiful every day to me.

The gift of life is a miracle,” I said, sounding hippy as shit, but that’s how I felt, and she’d needed to hear it.

“Hmmm,” she hummed for longer than usual.

“You’re going to be an amazing mom,” I predicted.

Lily didn’t reply as I stripped out of my clothing, then climbed in and settled behind her. Lifting her onto my legs, I pulled her back against my chest. An instant sense of calm settled between us from the moment we connected skin to skin.

She softly sighed. “This is nice,” she admitted, turning her head to look up at me.

Once our eyes connected, she reached up and rubbed her knuckles against my three-day-old scruff.

As fast as she gave me her affection, she took it away, “Oh,” she gasped, sat upright and placed her hand over her stomach.

“What? What’s is it?” I asked alarmed. Lily didn’t reply and my heart began to race. “Lily?”

“Hm,” she hummed. “I think I just felt our baby move.”

“You did?” I asked, sliding my hand to her lower abdomen.

“Uh, huh, there was weird fluttering low in my belly.”

“That’s what the books said it would feel like, right?” I asked for confirmation.

“Yeah,” she replied wistfully.

“You’re sure it’s not wind?” I teased, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her back against me again.

“Pretty sure,” she replied, chuckling.

Sliding my arms around her I dropped one over her belly again and sat concentrating with my eyes closed, wishing I could feel what she felt.

“Oh, it’s doing it again,” she mumbled.

I frowned. “I can’t feel anything. Do you think if I slip inside you, I’ll feel something?”

Lily laughed. “What are you going to do? Poke my cervix and hope you make it mad?” she joked, but my mind was already moving forward because in that moment I needed to feel connected to what she was feeling.

Lifting her up, I lined her entrance up with my crown and slowly slid inside.

“Oh, God,” she groaned as her head fell forward, her chin falling onto her chest.

“Fuck, this feels incredible.” My eyes closed and I took a minute to bask in her all around me. Once I’d gotten over the impact of my initial penetration, I exhaled slowly and checked that my wife was okay. “All good?”

“Yeah, it feels…” she shook her head. “I don’t have words for how I feel right now.”

“That’s okay, you don’t need words, baby. Just let me take care of you.” As we laid skin-to-skin in the hot, soapy water, I began to slowly gyrate beneath her while I played with her tits, until eventually I let a hand wander down to her clit.

“Ahh,” Lily gasped while she wriggled atop me, a moan quickly following that let me know she was near. Lifting her off me, I took her weight in my hands then fucked her a little faster from beneath. Water sloshed back and forth in waves as I licked and bit at her neck.

“Alfie,” she breathed, my name bursting from her lips, quickly followed by an echoey scream that bounced around our bathroom.

I smiled because something had changed for us, and I figured I no longer wanted the same animalistic fucking with my wife while she carried our baby, I’d much rather take her with gentle loving care.