by Aubry, A
Finn quickly unhooked my bra and dropped it to the floor as he paid attention to my other nipple with his mouth. Reaching down, I lifted Finn’s shirt over his head, dropping it atop my clothes. His hands undid my jeans and pushed them down my legs with my panties, letting me kick them off when they were around my ankles. I stood in front of my husband, the man that I loved more than anything, completely naked and pregnant with his child. In that moment, I felt like I could not feel any sexier.
“Fuck, I’ve missed your body, Julianna.” Finn groaned as he kissed from my breasts up to my neck.
His lips made contact with my neck as his hand traveled south, his fingers teasing me slowly before sinking into me.
“Shit,” I gasped, leaning my head back.
Finn hummed against my neck, “You’re so ready for me.”
Gently, I pushed him back, his hand dropping from where it was turning me on as he laid back against the bed. Undoing his jeans, I carefully slid them down his body with his boxers, making sure to take extra care as I worked them down his cast. When they were on the floor, Finn scooted to the middle of the bed and reclined back against the pillows.
“You know what to do, baby,” he grinned at me.
Thanks to the naked man in the bed, I did know what to do now. I smirked and eyed him greedily before climbing on top of him. My legs straddled his hips as I put my hands against the headboard of the bed. Finn lifted his cock up for me and I slowly sunk down onto it, the feeling of fullness getting more with every inch. He whistled through his teeth as I groaned in pleasure. As soon as my ass was down against his lap, I stopped to gaze at my beautiful husband. His hands caressed my hips lovingly, his wedding ring skimming over my skin.
“You doing okay so far?” I asked, worried that he was in pain.
“I’m perfect, baby,” he smiled up at me, “You can start to move.”
“What’s the magic word?” I smirked, using his own line against him.
“I love you.”
“That’ll do,” I smiled wide and began to set up a steady rhythm of ups and downs.
My body’s ache was soothed by the way that Finn felt inside of me. I gripped onto the headboard more with every thrust as my pleasure started to build. From beneath me, I could hear Finn groaning and I momentarily stopped, wondering if he was hurting. Finn said nothing as he started to guide me to keep going, a faster pace than before. My orgasm reached the top so quickly I could barely believe it.
“Oh, I’m so close, Finn,” I moaned loudly as my head leaned back, my hands letting go of the headboard.
“Come for me baby, I am right there with you,” his hands gripped onto my hips as I bounced.
A surge of electricity hit me as his words filtered through my brain. Calling out his name, I experienced the most intense orgasm I had ever had. My eyes squeezed shut as my mouth hung open, my body quivering as it clamped down on Finn’s cock. Finn’s voice sounded so far away as he yelled his release and emptied every ounce of himself into me. My hands grabbed onto the pillows on either side of his head, trying to hold myself up from collapsing on top of Finn.
He helped me ease down against him, my face burying in his neck. When his skin started to feel damp, I realized I was crying. Finn just laid there, rubbing my back to soothe me. Damn, I was crying like the girl he lost his virginity to. How embarrassing. Sitting up, I wiped my tears away with the back of my hands.
“I’m so sorry, I don’t know why I’m crying,” I said quietly as I sniffled.
“You don’t have to be sorry, Julianna. I felt how intense that was for you, your body shook in my hands. You almost lost me just like I almost lost you. You love me, that is why you are crying.”
“I love you so fucking much,” I groaned, leaning gently against him and kissing his lips.
After a few moments of me and Finn just gazing into each other’s eyes, he finally spoke.
“Do you think we just made twins?” He smiled proudly.
“I hate to break it to you sweetheart, but it doesn’t work that way,” I giggled, shaking my head at him.
“Damn, guess we will just have to try harder next time.”
“How many next times are we talking here?”
“As many as you want.”
Big family with my wonderful husband? Sure, why not?
Chapter Sixteen
“I just wish he would come out already,” I told Angie who sat on the couch while I bounced gently on the birthing ball that the doctor recommended to try.
I was exactly 5 days past my due date of January 22nd and I was unbearably uncomfortable. We had tried everything that Google had told us to try to induce labor. Well, all except having sex because I was too damn uncomfortable.
“He likes his comfy bed in there,” Angie teased as she helped me repack my hospital bag for the third time today.
I looked down at my stomach, “Leo James McAllister, you come out right now. You hear me, mister?”
“Woah now, not right this second. Aunt Angie is not delivering a baby today.”
Rubbing my belly, I felt my son kick in protest, “Finn and I have tried everything. I ate the spiciest Mexican food I could handle last night, and he still refuses to make an appearance.”
“Have you two tried sex? I heard that that is effective,” Angie offered as she zipped up my bag and slid it across the living room to the threshold.
In the last nine months, Finn and I had moved into our own house nearby to his old apartment. A large two-story house with all wood floors, a massive state-of-the-art kitchen, several bedrooms and bathrooms, and a spacious backyard for our son to play soccer with his father when he gets older.
Finn had long since healed from his injuries of the accident and all of our problems with Michael were temporarily put on hold as he was sentenced to five years in jail. Finn recovered just in time to participate in the last few months of games for the 2018 season. Now, the 2019 season would be beginning in just two months and we would have a newborn son. If he ever decided he wanted to finally come out into the world, that is.
I pointed at my large, swollen belly, “You try having sex with a beach ball as a stomach.”
“There are other positions you know. Ones where the stomach won’t get in the way,” she chuckled as she rolled her eyes at my inexperience.
I knew what position she was referring to. Finn had been offering that position as well. We had never done it before I got pregnant and I always felt like it was too impersonal. I mean, you couldn’t look at one another and you couldn’t kiss. The guy could hold onto the girl, but the girl didn’t get to touch the guy. What the fuck was that shit?
“We uh…we haven’t done that position yet…”
“Never?” She gasped. Why was this news to her?
I shook my head, “Nope, we never got around to it. I am more of a have to look at and touch the guy I’m having sex with kind of girl.”
“Damn, girl. You don’t know what you’re missing out on.”
The front door opened, and I heard Bo and Finn chatting loudly in the foyer.
“Maybe you two should try it…it could get Leo to want to come out sooner rather than later.” She did have a point.
“Ready to go, babe?” Bo asked Angie as he stood next to my hospital bag.
“Yep, all set,” she stood up from the couch, “Seriously, Jules. Think about it.”
I nodded, and she took Bo’s hand before they left.
“What are you supposed to think about?” Finn asked as he carefully shoved my hospital bag into the foyer with his foot.
Well, we haven’t tried having sex to induce labor and right now, I was desperate. I stood up and walked over to Finn, taking his hands in mine.
“Let’s go upstairs,” I offered quietly, hoping he’d get the hint.
“You don’t want to do more nesting, do you? We’ve arranged the nursery like five times, baby. It’s perfect the way it is,” he pulled me as close as my belly would allow.
“I meant, let�
��s go up to our bedroom,” I tried again.
Finn placed his hands on my belly, “You know I want to, but it’s gotten quite difficult to make love to you, Jules. Leo is getting in the way.”
I rolled my eyes. I was gonna have to spell this out for him.
“Really, Finn? I’m trying to tell you to go upstairs with me and we will do the position you have been asking me to try.”
“You wanna try it?” He asked, surprised.
“I’m desperate to try anything at this point. Besides, this could be the last time that we have sex for six weeks after I give birth,” I put my hands over his.
“Six weeks?! Nobody told me that!” Finn dramatically gasped.
I playfully hit his chest, “You were sitting right there when Dr. Sanchez said it, you dork.”
“I thought that was a rough estimate!” He chuckled, giving himself away.
I giggled, “Shut up and come to bed.”
He turned me around to face the staircase, playfully tapping my ass, “March right up to your room, young lady.”
I glanced back over my shoulder, “Yes, sir.”
“Fuck me,” Finn groaned as he followed me.
Finn barely waited until we were through the door of our master bedroom to start shredding off my blue maternity dress. His lips found mine as he quickly stripped me down in front of our bed. My hands tore off his shirt, my fingers fumbling with the button of his pants as desire coursed through my veins.
“Finn, help me,” I whined quietly.
“Of course,” he kissed my lips as he undid his jeans and pushed them to the floor with his boxers.
I stood there staring at his hard cock like it was the first time I had ever seen it. I licked my lips as Finn started stroking himself.
“You want my cock, baby?” He asked softly, I could practically hear the smirk in his voice.
I nodded, watching his hand run over the hard skin. He took a step forward, his fingers lifting my chin until my eyes met his.
“How bad do you want it?”
Holy Hell.
I swallowed hard, “I want it really bad.”
“Tell me what you want, Julianna. Use your words.”
This taunting was a whole new level of hot. Had he always been like this and I just never knew?
“I want your cock,” I said, my voice shaking with desire as I said the final word.
“Where do you want it?” He licked his lips.
“Inside of me.”
He gave me a sly smile, “I think that can be arranged, beautiful.”
My cheeks went hot as they blushed before the heat spread over my body.
Finn placed a soft, chaste kiss on my lips, “Get on the bed. On your hands and knees.”
Nodding quickly, I did as I was told. Finn crawled up on the bed behind me and the anticipation was building in my head. Was that normal with this position?
“Now, Julianna,” Finn started, his fingers sinking into me slowly, “I hope you do know that you have a lot of control with this position.”
I rolled my eyes, “Yeah and what control is that?”
“You can control the pace just by moving your body, you can touch me, anything you want.”
My lips pursed as his fingers moved in and out of me, “Okay, Finn. I believe you.”
I heard his smile, “Good. You ready?”
I nodded looking away from him, my eyebrows furrowed in hesitation. Was I really ready? Probably not. But ever since I had met Finn I had been taking leaps of faith left and right. What was one more?
Finn removed his fingers and slowly pushed his cock into me, was it possible for him to fill me up more this way? I groaned as he thrusted to the hilt. Yep, it was definitely possible. His hands rested on my hips as he started to thrust into me repeatedly. As I moaned, my orgasm started to climb as he somehow hit my desire. My hand reached to my side and covered his, lacing my fingers through his. Finn groaned and slammed into me causing me to scream in pleasure.
This position wasn’t all that bad, but I preferred to feel his body against mine, not just against a general area. As he thrusted, I came up with a plan. He said I was in control, right? Let’s see just how much I had.
Letting go of his hand, I moved to straighten up, my knees and legs in their same position. I pressed my back against Finn’s chest and I was rewarded with Finn’s lips pressing down on my shoulder. Somehow, this made the position feel different, more intimate. Finn never missed a beat as his lips moved to my neck and my arm hooked back, allowing my fingers to tangle in his hair.
“That’s it, baby. You got it,” Finn grunted against my neck.
I closed my eyes and let my moans flow. This way was much better by far.
“Finn…” I said breathlessly.
“Hmm?”
“Kiss me,” I demanded.
He shifted my torso to the side slightly, bringing his lips away from my neck. I looked back at him over my shoulder and our mouths connected. As soon as his tongue massaged mine, my orgasm tore through me.
“Oh fuck. Baby!” Finn groaned against my lips as he let his release go into me.
We fell onto our sides on the bed, completely spent. My eyes fought to stay open as I let my dream land take over.
Something pressing against my lips caused me to reluctantly open my eyes. The sun had set since I last was awake. How long had I been out? Finn sat on the edge of the bed, freshly showered and dressed quite nicely for us to be lounging in bed all night.
“You get dressed up for me?” I teased sleepily, wrapping my arm around my pillow.
He chuckled, “No, I have that dinner with the team tonight, remember? We are meeting the guys who were just drafted.”
Oh yeah. Pregnancy brain had been in high gear lately. “I forgot, I’m sorry.”
Finn kissed my lips again, “It’s alright, baby. Bo will be picking me up shortly, Angie is going to stay with you, so you aren’t alone. You want me to tell her to make herself comfortable in the living room, so you can sleep?”
I nodded, grabbing his hand and bringing it up to my cheek. His thumb ran over my lips as I turned my cheek into his touch.
“You feeling any different? My boy showing any signs of coming out?”
“Nope,” I yawned, “He’s still cooking in there.”
“Okay, call me the second something changes. Even if it’s another Braxton-Hicks. I’ll have Bo bring me straight to you,” his forehead rested against mine.
“You know I will. I love you,” I whispered.
“I love you more, my beautiful wife,” his lips brushed gently against mine.
Sitting up, he quickly pressed a kiss against my stomach, “And I love you my stubborn little boy. I can tell already that you are as stubborn as your mommy.”
I giggled and pushed on his shoulder, “Have a good dinner. I’ll miss you.”
“I already miss you. Sleep tight,” Finn kissed my forehead and left the room, turning off the light.
Snuggling back under the covers, I hugged Finn’s pillow to my chest. The smell of him enough to lull be back to sleep.
“You can’t be fucking serious,” I breathed heavily as I clutched onto the bars on either side of my head, yet another contraction ripping through me.
After my second nap, I took a shower, my body a little sore from mine and Finn’s bedroom antics. As I was washing out my conditioner, my water broke. A short car ride to the hospital later, one filled with pain and profanity, and here I was. The best part? I couldn’t get ahold of my fucking husband.
Angie had been using both of our phones to call him, Bo, and the rest of the fucking team but no one ever answered. The doctor was currently telling me it was time to decide if I wanted to get an epidural or not. This was something that Finn was supposed to be there for, to help me through. I had a deathly fear of needles. It took enough strength for me not to cry just as the IV was being put in.
“Yes, Julianna. You have a very small window of opportunity here. Your labor is progre
ssing very rapidly,” Dr. Sanchez said softly as Angie laid a cold wash cloth that I had asked for on my forehead.
“Fine, just give it to me,” I looked at Angie, “Finn is going to fucking pay for this later.”
“I know he is. I’ve left him several messages and texts along with Bo. Bo is going to be in a lot of trouble, I promise you.”
I took a steadying breath as the nurse walked in, everything she needed for an epidural in her hands. Fear lanced through me, it was mixed with pure anger at my husband who promised to have his phone on him at all times. The second that she started entering the medications into the computer before she was to give me the shot, I started sobbing.
“Jules, it’s going to be okay,” Angie said softly, holding onto my hand.
“I…I need F…F…Finn,” I cried, hot tears streaming down my face.
There was a commotion in the hallway. Angie left my side to go check it out.
“Where the fuck have you been?” Her voice called out from the hallway.
Finn rounded the corner and ran to my side. When I should have felt the anger I was just feeling a minute before, all I felt was relief.
“Baby, I swear to god, I will make this up to you. I am so sorry, the restaurant had the worst reception in the world,” he said in between gasps for air.
My bottom lip quivered as I started to cry all over again. Damn these pregnancy hormones.
Finn wrapped his arms around me, his lips pressing against the top of my head, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. I’m here now, I won’t leave your side.”
The nurse turned to us and said it was time. She helped Finn adjust how I was sitting, instructing me to wrap my arms around his neck. Those were some of the best instructions any medical person could have given me. Having my arms around his neck was one of my favorite things to do. Finn kissed my head as the nurse did her job. Once all was said and done, the nurse helped ease me back to lay down before she left the room.
