Rated M

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April stood in front of her husband's closet, with her arms crossed against her chest and a thoughtful look on her face. "Hum…where did he put it? She wondered.

It was game night, which meant Jackson was going to be stuck on the couch for the rest of the evening, with a bear in his hand and his full attention to the TV.

But April had a different plan for tonight. She was eleven weeks pregnant. She knew that in a few months the long nights of making love to her husband would be replaced by sleepless nights and loud cries from their baby. Besides, she didn't know if it was hormones speaking louder, but she was feeling very horny. So, tonight she had her mind set on the game…a very different kind of game…one that didn't include basketball.

Bending down, she opened the last drawer to find exactly what she was looking for. The game was on.

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"How's the game going, babe?" she asked, leaning against the door frame.

"Not so good." He replied, without even taking his eyes off of the TV. "Hopefully we still got time to recover, but…it's not looking good at all."

"Hum…ok." She said, walking towards the TV, stopping right in front of it, with her back to her husband. Putting her hands on her hips, she continued "Well, I've decided to support the team. Maybe I'll bring them some luck."

"April, could you please move? You're blocking the…TV." She heard him say, but soon enough he was silent.

"Oh, I'm sorry. My bad." She turned around to face him with a false apologetic look on her face. "I'm just gonna sit next to you."

"What are you doing?" he asked, following her with his eyes.

"What do you mean?" Of course she knew what he meant. She was wearing his team's jersey and only that. It was a couple sizes too big, which was actually a good thing, since it covered her bare behind.

"I mean…what are you doing with this?" he wondered, pointing a finger up and down her body.

"Oh this?" she asked in an innocent voice. "Well, I've told you. I'm supporting the team. What better way to do so than by wearing your jersey?"

"Are you?" He put his hands on her legs as soon as she sat next to him. "Really?"

"I'm serious, Jackson." She affirmed, gently pushing him back. "Go Celtics! See?"

"April…I don't think this is the best way to…" He begun to say, moving closer to her. "…I don't think this is the best way for you to support the team. It's very distracting…I'm getting very distracted!"

"Shh!…I'm trying to focus here. Ok, so we're losing. By how many?"

She felt his hands travel her legs all the way to the top. "So you're not wearing anything besides this jersey?" he asked, ignoring her question.

"Maybe…" she teased, putting her legs across his lap. "Why?"

"Because…you're looking very, very…sexy right now." He remarked, placing his hands under the hem of the shirt. "Wait…"

"What?" April was testing him. She wanted to see his reaction when he found out that she wasn't…

"You're not wearing panties either?"

She was almost on top of him when she felt his fingers softly cross her private areas. "Oops, guess I forgot to put them on."

Jackson threw his head back, completely rapt by her figure. She was driving him crazy and she knew it. Actually, she felt pleasure in it. "April…" He whispered against her neck.

His breath on her neck felt too good to deny him. At this point she decided to quit the games, and sat on his lap, placing her legs on each side of his thighs. She could feel him grow against his tight jeans…she was the one losing it now.

Before he could say anything else, she started sucking his neck, right behind his ear. When she left her mark on him with her lips, she decided to keep kissing him.

Soon enough, his shirt was on the floor. She placed her hands on his bare chest, not taking too long to leave a trace of kisses down his torso. Letting her hands travel down his chest, she found the bottom of his jeans, unzipping them quickly. She could tell he was begging for release.

Just after she let him take off his jeans completely, by moving from his lap to the seat next to him, she felt his hand playing with her already wet center. His fingers started massaging her down there. The feeling of his touch was enough to take her to another level, but then she felt him pushing her back against the couch. She lie down, with her head against a pillow and her legs spread to let him do as he pleased. His lips started leaving a trace of sweet kisses on her right leg. When he reached the top, she felt his breath against her thigh, where he planted one last kiss. Then, he decided to the same to the other leg, without quitting massaging her center with his free hand. "Jackson…" She was trying to hold it in, but she needed him more than ever. Looking at him, she knew how pleased he was by driving her crazy, by teasing her. He loved seeing her powerless like that; he loved being in total control of her body; he knew her too well. And then, he did it. She felt his soft lips playing with her center. She gasped for air, while trying to maintain focus, but the way he was moving his tongue was too much. Grabbing the pillow behind her head with one hand, while touching his shaved head with the other, she knew she was close to the edge. Her back started to arch; the toes of her feet started to twitch. His tongue didn't stop moving until her whole body trembled in a wave of pleasure.

She didn't move for a few seconds, trying to recuperate her breath. But before she could do anything else, she felt his lips on her lips. Kissing him back, she felt her own taste, but she didn't care.

He was now on top of her, supporting his weight with his arms. Never leaving his lips, she slipped one hand inside his tight boxers. When he felt her small hand softly squeezing his hard member he stopped kissing her. "April…" He whispered, letting his head fall down to the crook of her neck.

She didn't reply. Instead she moved his boxers down his bottom, exposing his hardness fully. Then, she climbed up, allowing him to sit back on the couch. Kissing his lips again, she only parted from him to take her shirt off. But he quickly grabbed her hands. "Leave it on." He requested, looking at her in the eyes. "You, dressed up like that, it's actually turning me on… even more."

She let out a small giggle, before cupping his face with her hands to kiss him again. But it didn't take long for her to meet him completely.

Moving together in sync, she put her arms around his neck for better balance, while he rested his hands on her back, under the shirt she was still wearing.

April could feel her body losing control again as she rode her husband up and down. Sweet waves of pleasure started filling her inside once more. "Jackson…" she moaned against her husband's ear, full of desire. He looked at her, with his eyes bursting with lust, before kissing her neck yet again. Feeling his lips close, she held his shoulders even harder, almost carving her nails on his skin.

"Hum…April…" she heard him sigh. She loved when her husband called her name out loud during sex. It was a major turn on. She felt empowered whenever that happened.

Placing both of her hands on his neck, she made him look up at her. Smiling at him, she leaned in to give him a kiss, but somehow one big heat of desire filled her in that moment. Eventually she landed her teeth in between his lower lip, biting it without hurting him. It was too much for her to take; her body was starting to crumble in pleasure.

She could feel him come to the edge as well and it didn't take long for the two lovers to find their own way to the top.

When they both reached their orgasms, April stood on Jackson's lap for a few seconds to recover. "That was…" She tried to say in between gasps "…amazing."

"Yeah…yeah…it was…" He replied, catching his breath as well. "You're amazing."

She laughed at his statement, but suddenly she was taken back to their surroundings when she heard the sound of a whistle coming from behind. The TV was still on and so was the game. "I guess you just lost half of the game." She stated.

Jackson turned his face to the TV and quickly reached for the remote that was stuck between the sofa cushions. "Who cares about the game…" he said, turning off the TV "…when I have you?"

"Oh really?" she asked, with a smile on her face. "But didn't you want to watch the game? It's an important one, right?"

"Well, we're losing, so…" He said, lifting her up from his lap to carry her to the bedroom. "…besides, I've got more important things on my mind right now!"

"Is that so?"

"Oh, baby…you've got no idea!" He stated, before making his way to their bedroom.

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AN:

Hey guys,

First of all I want to thank each and every one of you who reviewed, fav or followed. It means a lot to me. I do this for fun, but knowing you liked it makes me smile!

Second of all, I know that the timing is probably not right, but even though it might not have been basketball season by the time this moment happened, I hope you can understand. I just wanted to write something fun and sexy.

Now what did you think of this chapter? Hope you liked it.

It was my first time writing Japril smut, but I hope you enjoyed reading it.

Anyways, let me know what you think by reviewing.

Also, please know that English is not my first language, so any spelling or grammar mistakes you might find, let me know.

Keep posted, because I'm going to update soon.

Much love, Annie.