So, here is the thing, letsmaverick11 requested this all the way back in April. To show I haven't forgotten about the request, here is a hint of slow burn Nick and Adalind when they first moved into their fome.
I promise that none of my works will ever be left unfinished. Even if I do have a lot of them already started, and not yet completed.
Adalind pressed her legs together, for the first time regretting asking Nick to sleep beside her. Did the man have to smell so good? And how does someone look sexy while sleeping.
Eight weeks after having Kelly, Adalind's body was now craving sex. And craving it bad.
She tried to ignore it, she really did, but it just wasn't going away. The terrible craving had been increasing throughout the day, getting at its worst whenever Nick came close.
Adalind buried her face into her pillow and slipped her hand in her sleep pants. She applied pressure on her clit, then pinched the little bud between her fingers, wishing it was Nick touching her.
Suddenly she felt arms wrap around her. One hand went into her sleep pants while the other pushed up her shirt and squeezed her breast, fingers sliding over the nipple.
Nick's thumb stoked her clit while his fingers rubbed heavily over her entrance.
Adalind gasped and arched into his touch. She whimpered softly as a sweet wave of bliss rippled through her.
The sound of a baby crying pulled Adalind quickly awake.
Taking a deep breath to compose herself after that strange(erotic)dream, Adalind quickly got up and took care of her infant son.
She did her best to not think about the man still lying in bed, and didn't notice Nick drift awake. From the bed he watched her tend to their son. It was hard to remember all the bad she had caused in his life when she looked and sounded like an angel as she sang to soothe Kelly.
She turned and saw him watching her. "Did I wake you?"
Nick shook his head, got up and moved to her and Kelly. He cupped his son's head, which was so tiny it could fit in the palm of his hand. Nick placed gave Kelly a gentle kiss and said to Adalind, "Needed to get up and get ready for work, but your voice is much nicer to wake up to than my phone's alarm."
Nick made his way to the shower. Never noticing the slight blush that spread on Adalind's cheeks.
As he was standing under the hot water, thoughts of her crept in. Her voice. Her face. The way she smiled at him. A real smile. And she looked at him like he was her protector. The one person she could rely on.
Male ego being what it was, Nick had to admit to himself he felt both humbled and proud to know Adalind felt she could depend on him.
And she was so beautiful. There was no denying it. Motherhood only increased her beauty, in Nick's eyes.
A part of him wanted to hold her, to make a claim on her, let her know that she was his now, and no one else could have her. His member ached to be touched. Needed attention. He took himself in hand and rubbed furiously, coming hard with the image of Adalind smiling at him in his head.