Lost & Found
He turned you toward the love seat and pressed you against the back of it with his body, his hands working quickly to slide your underwear down and over your thigh socks. You stepped out of your underwear and he straightened again, tossing them aside. He moved your hair and kissed your neck roughly, grazing you with his teeth.
You let out a whimper and he growled. His hand traveled down the back of your thigh as he lifted it. He set your knee up on the high love seat back, opening you up for him. You brought your foot up to rest on it, along with your knee. His hand traveled down your leg to see how you were positioned and he hummed, "Hmm, that's perfect, honey." He pushed your upper body forward to angle your lower half to be more accessible , "Stay right there, foxy." He gave your head a quick kiss and then went around the house shutting off or unplugging anything that had been left on.
He returned, bent over you, his front pressed against your back and kissed your temple, "There. Now we won't have any interruptions if the power comes back on." He then lowered himself to the floor and turned around, positioning himself underneath where you were spread. There was a silence and your insides were coiling up, anticipating his touch. It seemed to go on forever. The tip of his tongue finally touched you lightly, right at your entrance, where you were already wet. He licked upward, still only using the tip and you let out a jagged breath.
"Already wet for me.", he said quietly and you moaned softly. He licked once more, his hands gently grazing your ass and the backs of your thighs. When his tongue met your little bundle of nerves, he circled lightly around it a couple of times before covering it with his lips and giving it several soft, open mouthed kisses.
"Oh, God, Chris.", you breathed out. His gentle touches were amazing. Gentle in this situation is what got you off the quickest. You didn't know how he knew you so well already, but you were so glad he did.
He planted his mouth over your clit and started to work it over gingerly, slowly, sweeping the flattened tip of his soft tongue side to side. You let out a whimper which turned into a small groan as you started to roll your hips against him slowly, barely moving, your words coming out a whisper, "Unh, baby. THAT...is perfect." You sighed and started to moan as he hummed against you, satisfied with how he was making you feel.
You were getting closer to release steadily, your breathing increased, your sweet sounds of pleasure growing louder. The heat was spreading like fire through your body. The coiling in your lower belly caused you to drop your head, whimpering out, jaggedly, "Oh, God."
Almost there.
His mouth left you, then slowly kissed your inner thighs, one at a time. His hands were still caressing you and you could feel your wetness in his beard as he kissed your skin.
You whined, "Chris, what are you doing?! I was almost there."
"I know.", he gave your skin another soft kiss.
"Why did you stop?!", your voice was desperate.
"I'll always take care of you, baby. I'll make it up to you. Trust me?"
You took a long breath, "Yes."
"That's my girl." You were rewarded with his tongue on you again, working you to the edge effortlessly.
Your sounds grew louder for the second time, your body trembling over him, just about to break- and he stopped again, his mouth leaving you and his hands pausing on the back of your thighs.
"Why?", you whined out.
He smacked your ass once then kneaded it with both hands, "That's doesn't sound like trusting me, sweetheart. I'm doing this for you, you'll see."
You took a deep breath, your voice just above a whisper, "Okay, okay. Chris, please."
He said nothing while you waited, quite impatiently, to feel his mouth on you again. He just stroked your skin with his soft palms, occasionally giving a gentle squeeze on your thighs, your ass, your hips, your waist. Even though you were waiting for more, his loving attention drew soft sighs and hums from you.
He paused his actions while he spoke low, "How hard and fast do you think you can come for me, baby?" He kissed your inner thigh.
Your breath hitched and before you could say anything, his mouth was on you once more inciting a squeak and a shrill, vocal gasp from you... And he was doing everything perfectly; humming against you, his hands caressing you everywhere he could reach. It was only a matter of moments before you were close to climaxing again and you were praying he wasn't going to stop this time. You were gripping what you could of the fabric beneath you, your legs trembling in response to the intense electricity coursing through you and your voice came out a desperate whimper, almost sobbing, "Please don't stop, baby. Please. Please. Ple-e-e-ase."
He could tell you were only seconds away as you had suddenly grown quiet, so he held his hand tightly under the thigh of your raised leg, the other planted firmly against your tilted hip, prepared to support your weight; and not a moment too soon.
The tension inside you snapped like a bolt of lightening. You cried out, nearly screaming and your legs gave way. You grasped at the love seat, desperately trying not to slide off. You had your eyes squeezed shut, coming so hard you saw stars.
Chris was supporting most of your weight with his strong arms as he growled deeply against you, continuing the torturous motions with his tongue.
"Fuck!", you squeaked out. The sensations were quickly becoming overwhelming, your nerves crying out for mercy, but your legs didn't have enough strength to pull you away from him. You were quivering, feeling like you were losing your mind. You barely managed to whimper out, "Chris..." He flicked your clit with his tongue once, making you yelp. "Stop, please. Please."
He stopped, still holding you up. He gave your folds a long lick and punctuated it was a soft kiss on your clit, making you jerk and squeak. He waited for a beat before he asked, "You okay, little love?"
You were panting hard, your head hanging down and you just mumbled incoherently, causing him to chuckle. He reached up, his back against the love seat now, and put his hands, one at a time, on either side of your ribs, "C'mere, sweetie, I've got you."
I've got you.
You couldn't help but think of Sebastian hearing those words. That's what he had always said when you felt afraid, worried, insecure, weak... panicked. It was one of the most comforting things that could ever be said to you. You're heart ached for a beat, missing him... But, you almost felt like Chris saying those words meant that Seb lived on between you and Chris. You felt elated at the notion.
You let go and let your weight bring you downward in his grasp.
He guided you down into this lap, your hands coming to rest on his shoulders. You moved them for a moment once he started quickly removing his shirt. He wiped his soaked beard before tossing the shirt aside and pulling you into him for a quick kiss on the lips. He laid your head against the crook of his neck, lightly sweeping the hair off your face and wrapped his arms around you snugly, "I love you, (Y/N)."
Your breathing had calmed, your body limp and exhausted, your voice quiet and tired, "I love you, Chris." You gave his neck a kiss. "So I begged you to stop, but that wasn't fucking."
He chortled and kissed your head, "You're absolutely right. I'm not done with you yet, sweetheart."
The next month, Chris and you flew out to visit his parents for a few days, you meeting them for the first time. Unlike Sebastian's parents, they didn't give you an option and insisted that you call them 'Mom' and 'Dad'. You had the hardest time with that at first and kept calling them 'Mr. and Mrs. Evans'. His mother was enamored with you. She thought you were the sweetest and most level-headed girl. She was thrilled that Chris had found a lady like you. At dinner one night at their house, she let it slip out, "Grandbabies, Chris. She's the one."
"Jesus, mom.", he scoffed. "Take it easy."
You blushed and stared at your plate with a slight smile on your face. Chris squeezed your hand under the table and you glanced at him. He was smiling at you, chuckling. Yep, still didn't look phased, just shocked at his mother's bluntness... You guessed he'd be actually ready eventually... To be married and start a family. No need to bring it up yet though, you thought.
Once you both flew back home, you felt quite comfortable with everyone, Chris's brother and sisters included. They all made you feel really welcome.
A few more weeks of 'new relationship bliss' had passed and spring was in full bloom. Late one Saturday morning after you and Chris had finished watching a movie in bed, he went to run a shower for you both, while you went to put the DVD back in the living room. After you heard Chris turn on the water and you set the case in the shelf near the TV, there was a soft knock on the front door. You were wearing a t-shirt nightie, not too provocative, so you answered it. It was Sharon, holding a grocery bag in one hand.
Your eyebrows shot up, "Oh. Sharon. Hi."
She barely made eye contact, managed what really couldn't even be called a smile and held out the bag to you, "Sorry to bother you, I just wanted to finally drop off a few--"
Chris opened the bathroom door and started shouting as he stripped, cutting off Sharon's statement, "Foxy, you better get your ass in here", he peeked his head out the door as he finished, "so I can fuck you silly-"
Both your and Sharon's eyes got wide, she turned beet red as you whipped around and Chris saw straight to you both at the door. "Oh, shit.", he muttered. He just raised a hand at her in greeting, pressing his lips together, extremely uncomfortable.
She nodded once and spoke low to you, "Uh, bad time, I guess." She handed you the bag, "Here you go."
You took it. "Thank you, Sharon. I'm sorry."
She shook her head, not making eye contact, "Don't worry."
She turned and left as you shut the door, looking at Chris, cringing as you headed to him, "God, that was awkward."
"Really awkward. I feel terrible.", Chris pursed his lips as you handed him the bag and kissed his lips then entered the bathroom.
"Don't feel so bad, honey. It was just bad timing." You started to strip your own clothes off, him looking into the bag as you continued, "And please don't let that stop you from shouting through the house about wanting to fuck me. I love that too much." You both laughed. "What's in the bag?", you asked.
He tossed it in the trash can, "Nothing I've needed for over six months, apparently."
Two days later, you were taking the morning off for a doctor's appointment. Chris kept begging to go with you while you ate breakfast, "Baby, come on. I wanna go. I get worried."
You drank the last of your coffee and titled your head at him, "Love, it's just a physical. I'm sure everything's fine. I haven't had panic attacks in forever, the girly organs have been cleared as healthy for ages. We've been eating mostly healthy and still exercising. I'm sure everything's fine." You patted his hand, took your dishes to the sink with him staring after you, still looking displeased at your answer. You headed back to him, "I'll text you as soon as I'm done, okay?"
He sighed reluctantly and pulled you into him between his legs, "Okay." He kissed your nose. "I'll meet you at the office." He smacked your ass, kissed your lips and your both headed out the door.
Once your appointment was over, you texted him, 'So far so good. Waiting for test results on blood work. Should have them next week. I'm sure everything's fine. On my way to the office.'
'Okay, baby girl. Where you wanna go for lunch today?'
'Steak!... Or salmon.'
'Not sushi? You feeling okay?'
'We had sushi three times last week. I want steak!... Or salmon. OR TACOS!'
You were so indecisive a lot of the time, luckily Chris found it cute, not annoying.
'Okay, you got it!... Them? LOL Love you.'
'Love you, sexyface!'
You went to lunch together and ended up getting tacos... Fish tacos. After work, you both went home and you made dinner, Chris did the dishes with you afterwards, touching, holding and kissing you as much as he could. You noticed he seemed a little more... You would say he was more loving over the last couple weeks, but it wasn't more... It was just different. Not that he wasn't attentive normally, just seemed a little different now, the energy from him had changed wavelengths, but not intensity.
After dinner you headed to the living room to watch TV and crochet. Chris offered to make tea and then join you. As he brought the cups in and set them on the coffee table, you were sitting cross-legged, working with your hook and yarn. He sat facing you, his bent knee on the couch touching you. He took a corner of the gray colored fabric between his fingers, "Wow, that's really soft. This a new project?"
"Yeah, it's new. I love this yarn!", you felt it between your own fingers, grinned at him, then looked to your work again.
"What's it gonna be?"
"A baby blanket."
He turned his head, brows furrowed, thinking, "Who do we know that's having a baby?"
You chuckled, "The Bartons."
He pulled his head back and his eyebrows shot up, "Really? Again? Wow. How many does that make for them now? Twenty?"
You laughed, shaking your head as you set your work aside and looked at him, "Just kidding. It's us."
His expression became blank in shock, then his brows pulled up in the center, his chest started heaving and a small smile crept across his closed lips, "We-- You're--" He blinked fast a couple times, "Are you serious?"
You nodded, smiling softly.
He took your hand in both of his. His face suddenly became concerned, "How far are you? Is everything okay?"
The poor guy was worried, considering what had happened with you and Sebastian... Which is why you took precautions to assure him. You smiled reassuringly and nodded, "Yeah, honey. Everything's fine. My appointment today was actually with my OB and I got an ultrasound to make sure everything is going how it should before telling you. I'm 8 weeks."
Tears were starting to fill his eyes, which made you tear up as well. He heaved out a huge sigh and nodded. He took your face in his hands and kissed you gently on the lips, then resting his forehead against yours, his voice strained with emotion, "I love you so much, baby. This is so amazing."