Loving Lily (20 page)

"That
should be impossible," Matt
said,
a hint of
disbelief in his voice.
 
"I just
fucking came, like, five minutes ago
. "

Lily licked her
lips, eyeing the red crown of his freshly washed cock.
 
The water made him look especially yummy.
 
She moved to the front of him and went to her
knees.

"Oh God,
that's incredible," Matt said when she leaned in and took him into her
mouth.

I agree
, she thought, sucking hard, hands wrapped around his thighs.
 
She licked and sucked until he was groaning
and incoherent, then she took the soap and slicked her finger, slipping it near
his asshole.

His hips, which
had been slowly rocking, stilled.
 
"Lily?"

She stared up
at him as she slid her finger into his ass.
 
His eyes went wide,
then
he groaned.
 
"Holy fuck
. "

She added more
soap, and then another finger, sliding in and out slowly and deliberately.
 
She let his cock sit in her mouth,
occasionally sucking it, sometimes scrubbing her tongue over the underside, but
never letting him get too close.
 
She was
looking for… There! Her fingers slid right over his prostate.
 
He went rigid above her.

"Lily, oh God,
do that again," he panted, hips jerking.

Lily smiled
around his cock.
 
This was exactly what
she wanted to see: her big, strong man begging her for more.
 
She rubbed the spot again, sucking on his dick
at the same time.
 
His hips jerked.
 
When she looked up, she realized he had his
hands in his hair.
 
He'd clenched his
fists, hard.
 
His face was screwed up
into an expression of such intensity that she felt an answering throb from her
pussy.
 
She jammed her free hand down,
slipping over her clit.
 
She was so wet…
She swallowed, almost choking when his erection lodged in the back of her
throat, then she figured out how to breathe between his uncontrollable jerks.
 
She fucked him harder with her fingers,
tasting the bittersweet tang of his pre-come.
 
His stamina was impressive.

I love that
I can turn him on this much
, she thought.
 
Still sucking, she let her mouth fall open
even wider, ignoring the ache in her jaw.
 
His asshole was loosening, making it easier
for her to fuck him and he widened his stance.
 
She watched as he clenched his jaw, the
muscles in his arms standing out as he threw his head back and groaned.
 
The next thing she knew his cock swelled even
larger, and then he was coming.
 
His ass
squeezed her fingers and she played with herself faster, wanting to orgasm too,
but then he pulled her up.
 
He kissed her
and picked her up, striding out of the bathroom and throwing her on his bed.

"God, I'm
going to fuck you until we both pass out," he said, shoving his cock
inside.

Lily stared up
at him, confused, and then the thickness of him registered and she convulsed
with pleasure, right at the edge.
 
She
was so close, but his movements were so erratic she couldn't come.

"Please,
Matt," she cried and he thrust into her again and again, hips moving so
fast she couldn't do anything except hang onto the bedsheets.
 
That didn't work so well.
 
He fucked her across the mattress and then he
grabbed her shoulders to keep her from going off the side, hips still working.
 
There was no room for her to touch herself, so
she hung onto him instead.
 
Her pussy
buzzed with need.

"God,
touch me, please," she begged.

He groaned and
jerked into her one last time, his orgasm taking him unaware if the look on his
face was any indication.
 
Lily moaned in
frustration, but then he pulled out and scooted down the bed.
 
He lifted
her his
hips up and sucked her clit into his mouth.
 
Lily bucked, eyes rolling up as his tongue
began to play with her.
 
When he put
fingers in her pussy and her ass at the same
time, that
was it.
 
She screamed, hands in his hair
as she came.
 
The pleasure went on and
on, but he didn't let go, didn't let up.
 
His tongue scraped over her clit as he sucked
her off, fingers dancing in her body in just the right way.
 
When her orgasm finally began to wane, he
gentled his touch until she settled down: exhausted, messy, and happy.

"You
okay?" he asked her some minutes later.

She just
nodded, still twitching from the afterglow.
 
She wasn't sure she could form complete
sentences yet.

Matt chuckled.
 
"Yeah, I agree
. "

She cracked one
eye open.
 
"Agree with what?"

He grinned at
her.
 
"I'm feeling kind of
speechless myself
. "

"You think
you're hot shit, don't you?" she teased.

He snorted.
 
"Yes
. "

She rolled her
eyes and pointed to the bathroom.
 
"Wet washcloth
. "

He raised an
eyebrow at her.

She raised an
eyebrow at him.

"Fine,"
he said, getting up.
 
"Your wish is
my command
. "

She laughed,
reveling in the sensation of feeling completely sated and truly safe for the
first time in years.
 
"Love
you!" she called cheekily.

He poked his
head out of the bathroom.
 
"I love
you too," he said, hazel eyes soft.

Lily's whole
spirit turned towards him.
 
"I love
you forever," she said softly, knowing he'd hear and understand all the
things she didn't say aloud.

Epilogue

"You are
never touching me again," Lily groaned, pushing harder.
 
"Never.
 
Ever.
"

Matt wiped her
sweaty forehead off with a cool cloth, letting her squeeze his other hand as
much as she wanted.
 
He didn't flinch,
even when another contraction took her and she ground the bones of his fingers
in her grip.
 
He didn’t need his hand as
much as she needed to hang onto him.

"You can
do it, Lily," he said, pretending to be calm and steady.
 
"You're almost there
. "
He hoped she couldn’t tell how very freaked out he actually was, even in the
midst of his joy.
 
They were having a
baby! She was giving birth to his child! Right now! He sucked in a deep breath,
willing himself to keep his cool.
 
Lily
looked up at him and he suddenly knew she could see right through his act.

****

Lily grunted
and pushed again, feeling the baby's head crown for a moment before the little
bugger slid back in.
 
"This sucks.
 
This sucks a whole lot," she muttered,
gasping.
 
She knew she only had a few
seconds before she'd have to push again.

"I know.
 
It'll all be over soon," Matt said,
wiping her face again.

She snarled at
him, tossing her head.
 
"No more
babies
. "
He was a big faker.
 
He was just as disturbed by this as she was,
except he wasn’t the one in pain, so he was also excited and happy about it.
 
She vowed to make him do all the midnight
feedings.

He grinned for
a split second, proving her suspicions,
then
hastily
wiped his amusement away when she glared at him.
 
Another contraction was coming.

"Okay,"
he said.

Lily didn't
know if he meant "Okay, no more babies," or "Okay, time to push
again," but it didn't really matter.
 
She was pushing whether he liked it or not.
 
This time the baby's head
popped out, then the shoulders.
 
Another heave and the rest of the body
was
free.

Lily let
herself collapse onto the bed, trying to catch her breath as the nurse crowed,
"It's a boy!"

Someone clipped
the cord and the next thing Lily
knew,
there was a
baby on her chest.
 
She cradled him
instinctively, staring awestruck at the tiny, squished face.
 
Matt leaned in to kiss her cheek, and then he
looked down, too.
 
Lily wasn't sure which
of them started crying first, but soon enough the two of them were blubbering.
 
Matt Jr.
 
didn't
seem to care.
 
He stared up at them, then yawned, closed his
eyes, and went to sleep.

"Oh my
God, he's so little," Matt said in a tone that sounded both awestruck and
panicked.

Lily nodded.
 
"I expect he'll grow
. "
She looked over at her giant husband: the man was six-two and built.
 
If their son took after him, he had a lot of
growing in his future.

"I bet he
eats a lot," Matt replied, still in that peculiar, hushed voice.

Lily was about
to laugh when she felt another contraction grip her abdomen.
 
What the hell? "Um—" she began to
say, when the nurse gasped and moved back down to the foot of the bed, calling
for the doctor.
 
A wave of pain cascaded
over Lily, and then she had the strongest urge to push again.

"What's
happening?" she cried, doubled over as a contraction rippled over her.
 
The placenta isn't supposed to be this big
of a deal, is it?
she
thought, trying to breathe.
 
The nurse had managed to collect two more of
her people and an additional doctor, but Lily barely noticed all the commotion
in the clinic's room.
 
She was busy.
 
Really fucking busy giving
birth.
 
Again! Another contraction
gripped her and she couldn't stop herself.
 
She had to push.
 
She heaved.
 
The sensation of another baby's head crowning
had her grabbing Matt by the shirt as soon as the pain eased up a little.
 
"You impregnated me with twins!"

Matt, ever the
collected and useful man, scooped the sleeping infant up from her chest and
backed away a little bit.
 
"I had no
idea! Nobody had any idea!"

Lily tried to
reply, but the second baby demanded an entrance.
 
She gripped her knees and pushed, trusting the
nurse and new doctor to be ready.
 
They
had to be.
 
Lily had no choice.
 
She pushed, hard.
 
The second one came out yelling.

The nurse
caught the infant.
 
Lily lay back with a
sigh.
 
Again.
 
She didn’t know whether to be angry, hysterical,
or just take a goddamn nap.
 
Then the
nurse cut the cord and said, "Another boy!" just as Lily was looking
at Matt to see if he was still with the program.

The new,
totally unexpected program
, she thought to herself.
 
His entire face blanched white at the
nurse's words.
 
He clutched their first
son to his chest, but even so, she could tell he was totally freaked out.
 
Lily started giggling.

"Twins!"
she managed to say before dissolving into laughter.
 
The pain was gone and she was feeling pretty
damn good about that.
 
She glanced down
at her IV, then up to see that the anesthesiologist had come back in the room.
 
He winked at her.

"Just enough to take the edge off.
 
I'll be giving you a local,
too, so the doctor can stitch you up. "

She nodded,
still giggling when the nurse brought over her second baby.
 
"I have no idea what to name him,"
she said.

"I have no
idea what we're going to do with two of them!" Matt said.

"I think
you should have given him the drugs," Lily said to the anesthesiologist.

The man laughed.
 
"I only do that when they pass out
and break something.
 
Like their head.
 
On the floor.
"