Lindsey woke Stevie up in the wee hours of the morning, the sun hadn't even risen yet. "Honey, wake up," he kissed her head
"Hmm, is Sara hungry?" Stevie asked groggily, still buried under a mountain of covers. He smiled, continuing to kiss her all over. She was warm and her hair was messy from sleep. A smile rugged at her lips though her eyes were still closed.
"Sara is in your parents room," Lindsey told her, rolling her onto her back.
"What are you doing?" Her eyes opened, her question so innocent and sweet. He kissed her and without hesitation, she pressed her lips to his, draping her arms around him as he climbed on top of her.
"Tell me to stop if you don't want to," Lindsey's breath was heavy from their kissed, looking down into her eyes as he was propped on his hands
"Don't stop" she whispered into the darkness. Her words ignited a fire within him and he sat up on his knees, pulling up her nightgown. He drank in her form. Her stomach was still soft from pregnancy but it was flat and tan. He ran his hands up her slender legs and gripped her hips in one hand. He explored her body with his lips, massaging a full breast in his other hand.
"You're so beautiful...I love your new body," Lindsey spoke softly, kissing across her chest. He worshiped her slowly, making his way down her body until he reached his goal
Her breath hitched in her throat, his warm hands parting her thighs. She closed her eyes, feeling hot air against her skin. He planted kisses all over her inner thighs, taking in every detail of her body. She was curvier than she was before but probably just as slim. "The female body is an amazing thing." he said, kissing her again.
Stevie moaned in agreement, moving her lower half across toward his face. Lindsey tasted her softly before rushing into
Before diving in, his hand massaging her thighs. He had missed everything about her Body
He nuzzled his nose into the soft hair that covered her mound. His tongue lapped at her, causing her to moan loudly. He smiled against her, continuing to pleasure her.
Stevie laid back in ecstasy, her hand massaging over the back of his head, "I love you," she gasped, her thighs threatening to close around him
Her breathing grew erratic and he reaches a hand up over her stomach, her muscles tightening. She was close and he loved what he could do to her. He could unravel her easily, even more so now that she had to wait so long for his touch. He had been hinting for days about them finally being able to be intimate but she always played coy. He tested her with kisses and she always leaned into them, moaning softly. Now, as he lay buried between her legs, he knew just how badly. She was dripping wet, and he wondered if she ever had dreams about him. He had plenty of dreams about her. She moaned an aria for him that he had never heard as she came, he kissed up her body. He finally landed on her lips, kissing her passionately.

"I love you" he whispered. "I love you so much."

"I love you more"
"That's not possible," Lindsey smiled, kissing her lips lightly. "I'm going to make love to you now...."

Stevie nodded, reaching between them as she guided him to her entrance, "Slow, baby."
He was almost shaking with anticipation, both of them gasping as they joined. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Am I hurting you?"

"No, it feels good." She tilted her face to kiss him and he smiled, kissing her as he picked up speed. She moaned and he chuckled, shushing her.
"Stevie, I missed you," he sighed, resting his head against her collar bone
"I missed you too."

"Tell me what you missed" he whispered, wanting to hear the words. He was so turned on.
"I missed the way you touch me and hold me. I missed the way you feel," moaning a little too loudly as he thrusted in excitement.

"Shh," he gave her a soft kiss, sitting back on his knees
"I want to come." she whispered and this excited him all the more, pressing the pad of his thumb to her sensitive bud as he pushed himself closer to the edge as well. Her sounds were hypnotic, their bodies moving together like the crests of waves on the sea.
"I love you," Lindsey panted, sweat dripping down his chest as he began to feel the familiar tingle at the base of his spine, moaning growing louder and louder
"I love you too" Stevie between squeals. Their climaxes were near and inevitable. She pressed her cheek to his chest, pulling him down on top of her, feeling his full weight. "Lindsey, Linds..." she cried, convulsing with pleasure beneath him. Lindsey's essence was drawn from him, her walls hugging his member tighter than he had ever known. His breathing was heavy, stilling his movements above her, kissing the top of her head repeatedly.
He silently rubbed her arms, moving to her waist, hand settling between her breasts. "I love you..."
"I love you too. You and Sara are my life."

"You and Sara are my life" he echoed and she smiled, unwilling to let him go.

"I'm going to crush you. I'm losing strength." he said with a chuckle.

"Go ahead and crush me. I'm too happy to care." came her sweet, muffled reply.
He laid on his side, still wrapping her in his arms, "We should go out today..." he suggested, it was very unlike him to want to go out
"Really? Where would you like to go?"

He kissed her shoulder, trailing kisses up her neck. "Wherever your little heart desires."

"I'll go anywhere as long as I'm with you."

"We have to make a decision," he said, "Or we won't leave this bed until Sara wakes up."

Stevie chuckles lightly. "Well, did you want to go for a walk, or somewhere...you know, farther, bigger?"
"Mmhm...farther and bigger sounds better..." he said suggestively, pulling her tighter
"Lindsey, you're so bad. I get the feeling you'd rather just stay in bed." Stevie turned over in his arms to face him, kissing his nose.

"It's not a bad idea but I don't want you going stir crazy being all cooped up in the house. Hell, I think even I might go stir crazy."

"Mr Hermit doesn't like to stay inside as much as he thought, huh?" She teased.

"Well, I like to show off the beautiful girls in my life." He flirted, kissing her lips sensually.
"Then we can definitely go out," she smiled

"It's still early, let's sleep for s little bit, okay?"
"Okay. Will you hold me?" She asked.

"Aren't I doing that now?" He smirked at her and she nodded.

"Yes, but don't let go."

He kissed her, stroking a wavy strand of hair from her face. "I wouldn't dream of it."
They both awoke later in the morning, Barbara knocking on the door as the baby was hungry. Stevie put on and rode and collected her daughter, Lindsey trying to wake up as she shut the door again
"Good morning, baby girl. Ready for your breakfast?" Stevie cooed, opening her robe. The baby latched on immediately as she sat down on the edge of the bed. Lindsey sat up and rubbed her shoulders gently and Stevie smiled, dipping her head back so he could kiss her cheek. He leaned into her back, kissing her neck and shoulder as well before getting up to pick out some clothes for Sara and himself.
"You won't pick out my clothes?" Stevie pouted, joking with him

"What you my love like to wear?"

"Button downs, it has to be easy to breastfeed in."
"I can do that." He looked through the closet, such a look of concentration of his face as he ran his hand over the various fabrics of all colors in her closet. Stevie giggled.

"It's not that serious. Just pick something."

"You always look so good, Steph. I don't want to make you look bad."
"You won't. I trust your judgement."

"Steph, you know I'm not good at matching..."

"No, you just tell yourself you're not good at matching. You'll never learn if someone doesn't make you do it".
He sulked a little, turning back to his task. He chose a blouse button down sleeveless blouse and a dark brown skirt he had seen her wear at school before. He remembered her looking so good in it that he was almost compelled to choose it and present his choices to her immediately. He smiled, turning around and holding the outfit out for her to see. "What do you think? Blue and brown go together...right?" He quirked an eyebrow and she nodded vigorously.

"Good job. What shoes do you think I should wear?"

"Um...cream?" He asked, unsure of himself
"You could. Or my low heeled, brown leather sling backs." Stevie rubbed Sara's back, looking up at Lindsey. "It's your choice." He nodded, looking over her vast shoes collection. He hadn't seen so many before, of all different styles and colors. He doubted his own mother had this many.
"Um...why don't you pick out your shoes?" He asked, Stevie immediately shaking her head

"No sir, you have to learn to do this."
"But why?" he whined.

"We have a little girl who will ask her daddy for help one day. What would you say?"

"Ask your mother" he said and Stevie chuckled.

"Now you sound like my father! Pick something and I will love it. I'll model it for you." Stevie closed her robe, the baby having fallen asleep in her arms. She got up and placed her in the bassinet, still tightening the robe around her body.

"You'll model it...right here?" he asked, biting his lip.

"Are you expecting a show?" He shrugged but she knew that's what he was implying.

"Only if you're good." Stevie winked, going to her vanity to choose a perfume and makeup colors while Lindsey looked over her shoes once again.
He picked out a pair of shoes which he assumed were the ones she was describing, "Here, baby," Lindsey kissed her cheek
Stevie smiled, looking at the outfit he laid out. She nodded approvingly, playing with the waist tie of her robe. He sat on the bed, buzzing with nervous excitement. His stormy eyes fixed on her dark brown ones and he saw a familiar mischievous glitter in them. She teasingly loosened the belt of her robe, letting it slip down her shoulders and turned around, letting the fabric slip torturously slow down her back. She looked over her shoulder and sunk her teeth into her lower lip. Lindsey's jaw dropped as her robe hit the floor. She turned to face him, and he stared at her in awe. It didn't even look as if she had just had a baby only weeks before. She was a goddess to him. Sure, she was softer but in all the right places. He watched her walk to the dresser and pull out a soft bra and panties. She slipped her panties on first, knowing he was watching. "Like what you see?" She asked flirtatiously and he nodded vigorously.
"Will you help me with this?" Twirling the bra around her finger as she tossed it to him. Lindsey was all but drooling, sliding it over her arms and to her chest kissing her neck as he hooked it in the back
"Thank you" Her feather soft voice sent a shiver up his spine and he kissed her again and again. He planted kisses all over her upper back and shoulders, running his hands up her side and groping a full breast. He pressed his body into her, and she could feel the heat rising from him.

"Let's go back to bed." he purred.

"We can't, let's go out then later we can have a little more fun."

"I want you so bad."

"I want you too, but we have to be patient." She picked up the skirt he had chosen and hoped to God it would fit. She was fuller now that she was before but she had felt as if she had lost all the baby weight. She unzipped the skirt and shimmied into it, getting sexually frustrated groans from Lindsey. She blushed slightly, finishing her task. She zipped the skirt and to her surprise, it fit, probably even better than before.

"Oh! Nylons." she remembered, grabbing a pair from her top drawer.

"Does that mean you're going to take off your skirt?" he asked. She could tell he wanted her to, even if she didn't have to. She nodded and he looked thrilled. Never did she realize she could wind a man up like this.
"Let me put them on for you," pushing her gently to sit on the bed, her skirt already removed. He purposely slid his fingers all the way up her thighs. Kissing the place where they stopped
"Linds..." she sighed, his hot lips against her skin driving her wild. She watched him complete the task but now she was just as turned on as he was. Her hands smoothing the curves of her body set her on fire. As his face got closer to hers, most likely ask if he did a good job, she crashed her lips into his.
He was immediately on top of her, "Please let me, I'll be quick," he begged, unable to keep his lips and hands off of her
She nodded against him, his hand already traveling into her pantyhose and beneath her panties. She was wet and he moaned, pressing kisses to every inch of skin he could reach. "I love you" she sighed.

"I love you too"
He pulled down her panties, doing the same with his pants as he thrusted into her, "Fuck."
"Jesus!" She squealed simultaneously and he chuckled, kissing her lips repeatedly. He pumped quickly, remembering his promise and she pushed her hips into his. He moaned, getting closer to the edge with every thrust. She felt so good and she stared up at him, an angel beneath him. He loved making love to her.
"Don't wake the baby," Lindsey said, Stevie being pushed closer and closer to the edge. He was right behind her, both of them struggling to keep quiet as their release hit them
He kissed her, swallowing her moan, her fingers tangling in his hair as he thrust for the final time. They each whispered declarations of love, riding out the final waves of their climax. He fell at her side, kissing and stroking her soft skin.

"Now we really have to get up." Stevie said. "We can't go for a third in one morning."

"We couldn't...could we?" A cheeky smile played on his lips.

"Absolutely not." She caught her breath and stood up, pulling her clothes on, including the rest of the outfit he picked out for her. He watched her dress, as he pushed the last button through the hole of his collared shirt.

"Hey Steph?"

"Yeah, babe?" She asked, briefly glancing over at the baby to make sure she was still asleep.

"Should we be using protection? I mean, you just had the baby but you can still get pregnant again, right?"

Stevie turned white as a sheet and Lindsey's eyes grew wide. "I didn't think about that."

"It was only twice" he said, dismissing his previous question. "Let's not worry about it."
"Yeah...let's not worry..." she played it off

"Lets dress Sara and grab breakfast?"

Stevie nodded, kissing his cheek as she gently woke the baby to dress her
Sara smiled a sleepy smile and Stevie cooed over her. She spoke sweetly to the baby as she took off her sleeping gown and put on a soft warm onesie and pants. Her daughter seemed to change before her eyes. She was almost two months old and in that time her features were changing. She saw a lot of herself in her daughter but a lot of Lindsey as well. It made her heart swell with joy. She held her baby's warm body to her chest and kissed the top of her head, Lindsey question still playing on her mind.
"Let's go see Daddy, okay? I know he's been itching to see you smile for him," Kissing the baby's head as she walked down the stairs. "Good morning, Daddy," she kissed her father's cheek

"Morning, Tee. Good morning, Sara," he stroked his granddaughters cheek
"How are you doing?"

"Can't complain" he said, folding his newspaper. "How are you, my dear?"

"I'm good. Where's Linds?"

"Living room with your brother parked in front of the set."
"He was supposed to get us breakfast," she giggled

"Your mother kicked him out. She's getting it now."
"Alright."

"Let me see my granddaughter. Relax a little." Jess extended his arms and flexed his hands, dying to get a hold of Sara.
Stevie happily handed the baby over. She didn't expect her father to be so affectionate toward Sara. She knew that he loved the baby but he had never been a touchy kind of person
The moment the baby was in his arms, he pressed a kiss to her cheek and it warmed Stevie's heart. Sara was softening him a little it seemed. She stayed another moment to admire the two together before plopping down next to her brother and stealing the remote.

"Hey!" Chris looked like a wounded child and Stevie gave in.

"Fine."
"You've become a big softy since you've become a mother," Chris told her, causing Stevie to take back the remote

"Not a chance."
"Hey! No fair. It was a compliment."

"It didn't sound like one."

"No fighting, you two" Lindsey mock-scolded.

Stevie stuck her tongue out at him and he chuckled.
"Breakfast is ready!" Barbara called, all three of them jumping up to eat
"Thanks, mom." Stevie kissed her mother's cheek and sat down, taking Sara back from her father. Sara smiled and Lindsey caught a small glimpse. Her smile was just as infectious as her mother's.
"Steph, she's smiling!" Lindsey gasped, hanging over Stevie's shoulder to see if she would do it again.

"Isn't it just beautiful? I think the books say she's a little early."

"Of course she's early. She's the smartest little girl in the world." Lindsey gushed.
"She's so beautiful! She looks like you!" Stevie said
"But she's got her mommy's cute little nose" he said animatedly, talking to the baby more than to Stevie. He thought he saw a small smile tugging at the baby's sweet downturned lips that mirrored her mother's but nothing as brilliant as the previous. "Smile for me, baby girl. Smile for daddy."
"I think that was gas," Chris grimaced, "shit stinks."

"Language," Barbara raised her brow

"I've got it," Lindsey scooped the baby up and went to change her

Jess chuckled, shaking his head, "I don't think I've ever seen a man so happy to clean a diaper..."