by Ciara Cole
Their lips seemed to liquefy into one. Max, his kisses and his passion had Indiana breathless and begging for more. In a moment, she became greedy. Her relentless desire to nip and nibble on his lips overpowered her, and her lips didn’t let go of his sexy mouth until they both needed to breathe.
Indiana pulled away and gasped, and Max took the opportunity to bury his face in her neck, nuzzling her until she moaned his name. Soon, he started to trail his hands down to her legs to slide off her panties when she stopped him, shoving him back against the pillows again.
“I believe I was on a mission before I got sidetracked,” she said.
Her hands found themselves in his hair, lightly fisting the wavy brown tresses. Her heart hammered as she slowly proceeded with her bold seduction. Her tongue danced over his skin, twirling over his chest to his nipples. After teasing several rough groans from his lips, Indiana made her way down to his abs. She heard his breathing speed up as he tried to straighten off the pillows. She simply pushed him back down and then started to unbuttoned his jeans.
“My oh my, commando are we?” she cooed. “My baby’s hard and randy and needs some relief.”
“Fuck yes.” Max closed his eyes with a low hissing sound as she wrapped her small, warm fingers around him.
Indiana felt herself getting wetter as she gained more confidence. She didn’t always take charge this way, but she found she enjoyed having Max at her mercy. And oh, he was just as willing to let her have her way with him…
She began. Just how he liked it, she started with a slow massage with an up and down motion. Her teasing touch ran along his length and then gently squeezed his mushroom cap repeatedly. “So big,” she moaned, eyes lifting to his as she heard his deep groan, the muscles in his neck tightening.
Indiana lowered at the waist and gave his washboard abs one more kiss before shifting her mouth to his manhood. She sucked on the head slowly before licking a straight path along the length to his balls.
Just as he swore harshly deep in his throat, Indiana lifted her mouth off and sat back on her heels to watch him as she stroked his hardness in her fists.
She loved seeing him on edge for her. Needing to push him even further, she removed her hands and put her mouth on him again, his hips thrusting to give her more. She savored the dominance in his movements as she submitted to every inch she could engulf in her mouth. She simply loved the taste and feel of him as she sucked hard, raking her teeth gently over the head.
Enough was never enough for them. And ohh, how intoxicating the sex was between them each time. How satisfying it was that she could always get him so ruggedly hard for her while she dripped as many rivulets between her thighs for him as ever.
Indiana wanted to take him as deep inside her throat as possible, bobbing her head as she stretched her eager lips from his crown to his base and only managing to reach halfway. There was way too much of him, and she’d risk choking if she went beyond her limits. Still, she loved the gagging sensation she felt when Max hit the back of her gullet again and again, until he pulled out with a groan.
“Too soon. Too close,” he rasped, grabbing the back of her neck and drawing her up to kiss his lips sensually. “That felt good, baby. Everything about you feels so fucking good.”
“Mmmm,” she purred with pleasure against his lips. “Go on, baby. Like what?”
Max smiled, pulling back slightly to gaze at her. “Every time I see this body, even though lust might take over, there’s immeasurable admiration, too. I’m captivated by you. By the way your firm, warm cheeks rest on your face.” His hands circled her cheeks, before sliding his palms down to her neck. “By your perfectly contoured neck line. Your breasts, so full and soft.” He gently squeezed her mounds in his two hands, molding them together.
Indiana’s breathing became so heavy, she was sure Max could hear.
“It’s always been beyond lust, beyond mere infatuation,” he said. “There’s always been more than enough to please me, more than enough to love about you.”
“Oh Max.” Tears formed within Indiana’s eyes, leaving them glossy.
“Well, you asked,” he teased. He had one large hand sprawled over her little stomach. “I have dreams of how many more of our children will be protected here. I used to think I wouldn’t mind not having children. Now I want as many of them as I can have with you.”
Indiana couldn’t control them any longer; the tears fell. Max closed the space between them and kissed the droplets away. Moving his hand lower, he looked her in the eyes as he caressed her delicate center. “And this art piece,” he rasped, stroking her molten, quivering sex. “One of a kind. Sometimes I could lose my mind thinking about how you feel. Tight. There’s no greater feeling in the world than to know it’s all mine.”
Her body was now arched into him after such a carnal touch at her slit. He didn’t dwell in that spot but moved farther to her hips and then her ass. “Your curves are my weakness,” Max confessed. “And these legs so fit and shapely.”
The air was getting heated, and neither could ignore it, their bodies sliding slick and warm with sweat, an erotic contrast of shades. “It’s how I’ve felt since the very first day I ever saw you, and it’s never changed,” Max rumbled. “Even though in the past weeks I could sense you drawing away from–”
Before he could continue, Indiana launched at him and with butterfly kisses across his face, she said, “I love you. The thought of you, every part of you. Don’t doubt that, ever. I behave so tough and grouchy sometimes–but I never stopped missing your lopsided smiles. Like the one you’re wearing now.”
Max grinned, and she cuddled into him. “It’s like it almost hurts to love you as much as I do, but I’m always left with a good feeling inside. That’s when I realize I don’t regret this, none of this.”
With that, they lost the need for any more assurances or declarations.
Max turned them on their sides and spooned against her ass, sliding inside her soaked vagina with one lengthy, sure stroke. Indiana curved her arm over her shoulder to reach around his neck, feeling their bodies move in dancer-like coils. Side to side, back and forth, round and round. Max reached an arm around to tease her breasts with his fingers, and pleasure turned to agony for Indiana. Those deep thrusts, that rough pinching of her nipples, became a welcome torture.
Indiana’s moans grew louder as Max pumped his hips faster and harder. He kissed her throat, and then she turned her face to him and they shared an open-mouthed, slushy kiss. It became tough to breathe at the same time, so many endorphins blasting through them in unison.
It was delicious how sex could get so intense between them, they only needed to communicate with sounds and caresses. Indiana knew the moment Max wanted them to switch to a new position, and she stretched eagerly with a soft whimper of readiness.
Fluidly, he shifted up and drew them on all fours, never breaking contact as he positioned right behind her. Indiana’s face was buried in the pillow, elbows digging into the mattress as her husband slammed against her to the hilt. Each muscle in her pelvis shook with vibrations as he thrummed through her channel. She was nicely wet and giving, and he felt painfully hard plowing her deeper than she’d ever thought he could go. Could it be because it had been some weeks since they’d last made love, or had it always been this brain-shattering?
Their passion for each other heightened, Max’s hands beginning to wander. He squeezed her ass lustfully, but gently tugged on her hair with his free hand. He arched her up until her back formed a bow and brought her face to turn to his. It ached to be twisted at this angle, but like always it felt all the more pleasurable for every ounce of discomfort. Indiana leaned her head back against his shoulder as the kiss broke and he licked on her neck.
She bucked against him, her body shuddering and quivering as his deep thrusts took her straight there. Her juices gushed with every squeeze of her walls around his pounding shaft. They were both panting hard, and it felt like she was tightening into a fist-sized ball.
It was time.
“Oh. Oh yes,” were the only words she got out before Max sent in the next few deep strokes. She couldn’t take it anymore and lost control. She let out a scream, but it was quickly smothered by Max throwing his palm over her mouth. The sense of being half-smothered by that huge hand felt like the air was being compressed out of her brain, escalating her orgasm.
Waves of ecstasy washed through her and straight to Max, who groaned hotly in her ear as he too became consumed. His warm liquid pumped deep inside her, and her vagina contracted even more tightly, squeezing every last drop of his seed from him. Finally they collapsed, spent and breathless, into each other’s arms.
“Now that, I believe, is the best way to resolve an argument,” Max noted with a handsome smirk after long minutes of recovery had passed.
“No, us talking it out resolved the argument. The sex was the result of the resolution.”
Indiana’s matter-of-fact reply had him “ahhing.” He turned on his side and stroked back her curls from her face, those intense eyes of his glinting into her fiery brown ones. “We might as well come to a resolution again so I can get the same result,” drawled Max.
Indiana couldn’t help but roll her eyes, yet was unable to hold back her laughter. “Even though I get irritated with you sometimes,” she sighed as she snuggled into his arms. “You’re still the love of my life, and you’ll always be.”
“Everything’s worth it just to hear you say that,” Max said as he kissed the top of her head before gathering her even more tightly to him. “Tomorrow, I’ll take the day off to spend some time with you and the kids. I’m going to make you guys breakfast, and then we’ll go cycling in the park. Then we’ll go out for ice cream and we’ll catch a movie. I can’t wait to spend the day with my family.”
Placing his hand beneath her chin, he tipped up her face and met her half-hooded gaze. “Do you like that?” asked Max.
“I love it.”
“Right now, though, I’d like to spend some more time with my wife,” he growled. He began to move over the prone Indiana, pressing his lips from her mouth to her neck and down her spine. Dear lord, she thought with a shiver. Her drowsiness easily glided away beneath her insatiable husband’s rousing touch and kisses. At this rate, Macy’s prediction for them to enlarge their family of four would come to pass.
***
And how right Indiana was. A month later, she landed on the doctor’s table to great news.
“Well, Mrs. Strafford, it looks like you have a baby in there,” the female doctor said after Indiana put her clothes on.
“How far along?” Max asked, getting excited.
“About a month,” the doctor said as she smiled.
Max and Indiana shared a look and burst out in laughter, remembering their sex marathon a month ago when Max got back from Japan.
They were in for a shock though. Indiana was nine weeks pregnant when she found out she wasn’t carrying one but two. She was overwhelmed with happiness, same as Max, Robyn and Ryder. Mommy was having twins again!
It was such an amazing feeling, but she felt a little scared at the same time.
Max, his parents and hers, Macy and everyone else were very reassuring, telling her to stay positive. Each one of them prayed with her to carry her babies to full term with no complications and that she’d enjoy the pregnancy. Indiana smiled with happy tears each time she thought of the two little hearts inside her, the ultrasound having shown she was having identical twins.
She remembered how scared she’d been at twenty-one when she’d found out she was expecting and twins too. But when she’d held her babies for the first time, all her fear had just vanished. And she’d never forgotten what she’d learned–everything will work out; it just takes time.
So long as she had support and faith, Indiana knew it was going to be alright.
Max couldn’t have been prouder or more grateful. Not only did he get the grace to find his twin children Robyn and Ryder, he would also get to be a part of seeing his second twin babies get welcomed into the world.
It was everything they’d all hoped for…
“Indiana, we need you to get ready to push,” the doctor said, coming over to Indiana’s bed.
“I’m right here, baby. I’m not going anywhere, I promise,” Max said hoarsely, leaning over and kissing the top of Indiana’s head.
“One…two…three… Push, Indiana, push!” urged the nurses and doctors. The labor room seemed packed, what with the midwife, an obstetrician and two pediatricians present, one for each baby.
“Almost there, honey!” Max called out excitedly.
“Okay, Indiana, this is going to be the big push. I need you to use all your strength.”
“Oh my God!” Indiana groaned out in pain.
“I can see the head!” Max exclaimed as Indiana squeezed on his hand. She clenched her eyes shut and pushed with everything she had. Finally, the first baby came out screaming.
The next few minutes turned to a blur. The doctors were quick to check the position of the second baby, feeling Indiana’s tummy. Indiana heard Max’s relieved voice telling her something about the doctor saying the second baby was in a good position.
The contractions didn’t stop, so Indiana knew she had to go on. This felt so different from when she first had Robyn and Ryder. Somehow, she found that last bit of strength. And thankfully, out came the second baby soon after the first…
Epilogue
Three months later…
Max got on top of Indiana, kissing her lips passionately.
“The boys asleep? And Robyn?” she asked against his lips.
Max hummed in response, sliding his tongue into her mouth. He broke the hot kiss for a split second to pull Indiana’s night gown off her.
“When are you going to give me the rest of my kids?” he asked, kissing her neck.
Indiana laughed. “If you mean trying for girl twins this time, I’ll remind you it’s not up to me.” She let out a raunchy moan at the end of that sentence.
They hadn’t had any sex ever since their baby boys, identical twins Matt and Mason, had come home. Indiana was definitely looking forward to this night.
“The odds are already in our favor,” Max said. “Two twins one after the other–why not a third set?”
His teasing words made her laugh even harder. “Yeah right. You might have to enlist another woman for that,” she suggested drily.
Max chuckled before connecting their lips once more. Suddenly, the crying of a baby sounded through the baby monitor.
Both of them froze and then groaned at the same time.
“Down goes our sex night through the drain,” sighed Indiana, dropping her arms from around Max.
“This is actually harder than I thought,” Max joked as he got off her.
“And there you are still asking for another double,” Indiana teased in turn, watching Max leave the room.
Truth be told, Indiana did like the idea of being pregnant again. If it turned out to be twins, then fine, but a single would be just great too. Maybe another daughter.
Indiana lay there for a few more moments, enjoying the respite before she would join Max in the nursery.
She couldn’t say what would come next over the horizon, but Indiana knew for sure that she and Max would celebrate every gift, every milestone. She thought of all they’d had to endure so far, and Indiana couldn’t feel happier.
This was how it should have been. It had come a few years late, what with all the pain and separation, and yet… To have married the love of her life, and both of them happily caring for the children they made together with love, was all that mattered.
She knew that Max was just as happy as she was that they’d been brought together again in the end. Not everyone was able to have a happily ever after, and they were both grateful. All their troubles were now forgotten memory, and they could look into a brighter future together.
THE END
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