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And they're still at it! Baby making is serious business ;)

RPOV

I somehow made it through my work day, trying my best to compartmentalize. I'd be sitting in my chair, listening to a patient and bam, I'd get a flash of Steph, her naked breast, her moans, her pussy…her face when I made her come. She was like a coming machine and it was sexy as hell.

I'd never had sex that many times in one night, but I couldn't seem to keep my hands off of her. Nor had I had the refractory period of a teenager since I was, well, a teenager. There was just something about what we were doing that, that made it so… vital, to do it again, and again, and again.

I was so anxious to leave work that I was packing up my stuff before my last patient had even left my office. I shot past my office manager, calling goodbye as I bypassed the elevator and headed straight for the stairs.

When Shorty's was renovated a few years ago, it had gone from a dive pizza joint to an odd pizza/coffee shop hybrid. They had replaced most of the booths along the walls with overstuffed armchairs arranged in groupings. Each grouping had a low table between them. Steph's favorite spot was in the back corner, an incredibly comfy loveseat and chair combo. We'd spent hours here in the past, just hanging, talking and laughing. I can't recall ever being this antsy about seeing her here though.

I had commandeered our table and ordered our pizza before she walked in. I caught sight of her at the door and sucked in a deep breath. No clothes were ever going to beat the way she looked when I left her this morning, naked and perfect, but the dress she had on ran a close second. It was dark blue and wrapped around her and tied at the waist. The tiny hint of cleavage peeking out at the top had me trying to discreetly adjust myself. If she was going to be in the lab all day she usually wore flat shoes, but today she must've been at her desk most of the time because she had on some damn sexy heels. Her legs went on for miles with them on. She caught sight of me and smiled. The same smile she'd been giving me for thirty years, except now, with this paradigm shift in our friendship, that smile made my heart speed up.

Shit.

I stood when she got close and pulled her into a hug, she melted into me a little bit before leaning her head back and smiling. "Hi."

"Hey." I debated the wisdom of kissing her again. I'd done it this morning before I left, but I wasn't sure how public she wanted this to be. Fuck it. I pulled her lips to mine and kissed her softly. She hummed and returned it. I backed away before I could get carried away, still mystified that there was so much…energy, between us. She blushed a bit and took a seat, just as Kelly, our usual server, placed the pizza on the table.

"Hi Steph." She said, looking between us. "Diet soda today?"

"No Kell, can I just have water please?"

"Sure. Be right back." Kelly, wandered off looking more than a little suspicious.

"Uh-oh, the jig is up."

Steph laughed. "Yeah, I'd say so." She sighed and got serious. "What are we going to tell people if we manage to do this?"

"You mean, when. Not if. This is going to work, Babe, I can feel it."

"Okay, we'll approach it like that, when we get pregnant, what are we going to tell them?" She asked picking at the slice of pizza on her plate.

"We talked about this already. I'm the father, it's my baby too."

"Of course. No, I mean, what do we tell them about how we made the baby. We're not together, together."

Fuck; that was a shot straight to the gut. I knew that we weren't seeing each other; that we were having sex only to make the baby, but… shit, this was way more confusing than I thought it would be.

"You really think people are going to ask how the baby was conceived?"

"Your mother? Mine? Yeah, I think they're going to ask," she replied dryly.

"We tell them the truth. We're doing this, this way to avoid all that intervention."

"Our mothers have been trying to get us together since we were in high school, Carlos. My mother's going to be shopping for wedding dresses before I can finish telling her that I'm pregnant."

I swallowed hard. I'd always thought that I would eventually get married, I just never really thought about to whom. But now, I had the image of Steph in a wedding dress front and center in my head and it was…nice. And then I thought about her walking down the aisle towards some faceless dude and I felt a little bit of rage bubble up.

Shit.

"She can't make you do anything you don't want to do, Babe." I hedged.

"I know that, just ugh…" She rubbed her temples with her fingers. I squeezed in next to her on the little couch, pulling her into my side.

"Stop. We'll work it out. Stress isn't good for you, especially when we're trying to put a bun in your oven." I put my palm low on her still flat belly, genuinely looking forward to seeing that belly swell with our baby. My baby.

"Easier said than done." She huffed. "I'm sorry I'm being so…high-strung about this. From now on, I'm going to be calm, just like you."

I managed to keep my skeptical snort in, but she elbowed me in the side anyway.

"You're only picking at that pizza. Do you want to just take it home and we'll heat it up later?" I asked her.

"Yeah. That's fine." I caught Kelly's eye and she hustled over.

"What's up guys? Something wrong?" She had a huge grin on her face and her eyes kept flicking to where my hand had just been.

"No it's fine. Can we just take it go? We have something to do."

"Sure." Her smile widened, she scooped the pie up and headed to the kitchen. She was back in a flash with our box and I handed her enough cash to cover the check and her tip.

"Stay longer next time. We didn't get to chat." She said, giving us a significant look and turning away.

Steph shot me a look as if to say 'you see'. The staff here was well aware that we were just friends, but I guess our behavior tonight was raising a few eyebrows.

I beat Steph to her trunk in my driveway and grabbed her bag before she could. "I'm not pregnant yet Carlos. I think I can handle my overnighter."

"You never know. We were trying pretty hard last night…" I smiled as an image of her on all fours flashed in my mind, "and this morning."

"Tell me about it. You're going to have to be gentle tonight. Sore isn't the right word to describe what's going on down there today."

Was it fucked up that that turned me on at the same time that I felt bad?

"Don't worry, Babe. I know just how to make you feel better." I said as I pulled her though my front door. I dropped her bag on the floor and started pulling at the knot holding her dress closed. She batted my hands away and went to put the pizza in the fridge. I pulled my tie off, kicked my shoes aside and followed her into the kitchen. She was staring out of the window into my darkened back yard. She had stepped out of her heels and was absently pointing and flexing her feet, stretching them. Those shoes always hurt her, but that had never stopped her from wearing them.

I stood behind her and rested my chin on top of her head, folding my arms around her. She sighed and relaxed back. "Will you set up a room for the baby here? Put a play-set out there when he's bigger?"

"He?"

"Just a feeling I have."

"Yep. It'll be one of those big ones too. You know with the rock wall and everything." She craned her neck and regarded me for a few beats.

"Of course you will. You better stand behind him and make sure he doesn't break his neck."

"He'll be fine," I assured her. I took a deep breath, because my next idea was a big deal. "So… I've been thinking. Do you think that maybe, for the first few months at least, that we all should stay together after the baby comes? It doesn't matter if it's here or at your house. I just think that it would be better if we do that. We'd all get more sleep and I could help out at night if I'm there."

She turned all the way around and wrapped her arms around my waist. "You'd really want that? From what I hear, it's not exactly a fun time."

"That's exactly why I want to do it. I'm not leaving you to deal with the hard stuff alone. We're in this together, Babe."

"Okay." She said quietly, eyes fixed on my chest. I lifted her chin and searched her eyes.

"Neither of us will be single parents here. I told you, I'm not just donating my DNA. If that's what you want, Steph, then maybe we should stop, because I can't have a child and not be part of his life."

"I wouldn't want any different. But, what happens when you meet someone and you want to start a family with them?"

"I'm starting a family with you. I love you, we're best friends. That's enough for me." She smiled that smile again and my heart beat reacted accordingly. "What about you? Are you planning on going out looking for someone?"

She shook her head. "Like I'd have the time." That wasn't quite the answer I was looking for, but I'd take it… for now.

"So" I said, rubbing my hands down her back. "Do you want to watch TV?" She shook her head and smiled. "Do you want to play Monopoly?" More head shaking with a lip bite thrown in. "Hmmm. What else is there to do?"

"We could try this whole sex thing again. See if we can get it right this time," she said with a laugh.

"Babe, how right do you want it? You came twice this morning, and how many times last night?"

"Six."

"Really?"

"Mmmhmmm."

"Are you always like that?"

"It's never hard for me to get there, but you were definitely on a roll last night. You beat my best count by three."

I could feel my chest puff out. I knew Morelli wasn't good enough for her.

"You wanna' try to break that record?"

"I don't think that's possible without breaking my vagina."

"I love your vagina, I would never break it." She laughed loud. "Is it weird that this isn't weird?" I asked her. Being with her like this felt… natural.

"It's really not, is it?"

Shaking my head, I moved my fingers to the tie at her waist again and she let me this time. I pulled the two halves of her dress apart, revealing nude colored lace underwear. If you looked quick, she looked naked already. It was nice and all, but she was better without anything on at all. I pushed the dress off her shoulders and let it puddle on the floor. Taking her face in my hands I bent and kissed her. I tried to keep it gentle like she asked, but I was having a hard time. She made this humming sound in the back of her throat when I kissed her and it made me lose a little bit of control. I grabbed her under her thighs and hoisted her up. She locked her arms and ankles around me and I carried her to my room, never letting go of her lips. As soon as I set her down on the bed, she scrambled to her knees and started desperately working on the buttons of my shirt and yanking at my belt.

"What happened to gentle, Babe?"

"Shut up." She grinned, unbuttoning and unzipping me and shoving my pants and boxers to the floor. She wrapped one hand around my cock and ran the other up my stomach to my chest. I was kind of frozen there, holding my breath, waiting to see what she was going to do. She held my gaze as she lowered her mouth to my tip and licked the head, then sucked me inside her warm, wet mouth.

Fuck, shit, motherfucker!

I felt everything inside me clench. To see Stephanie with her mouth on my cock was completely surreal.

"Fuck, Babe," I gritted out. I didn't see how this was going to get her pregnant, but I wasn't going to stop her, it felt way too good. I looked down her back and felt myself harden even more. She was wearing a thong and the way her ass looked as she bent over made my hands twitch with the need to spank her a little. Jesus Christ. I rubbed my hands roughly over my face as I felt her suck me into the back of her mouth. My hands flying to her hair and gently as I could, I pulled her off me. She sat back on her heels and gazed up at me.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

I didn't answer her, I just yanked off my shirt and crawled over her as she backed up. I kept moving until she was kneeling in front of the headboard, panting and with that sex flush on her chest and cheeks. I reached around and flicked her bra open, tugging on the center of it, I threw it across the room. I shoved my hands under the elastic of those tiny panties and pushed them down her thighs. They got stuck half way down and she braced her hands on my shoulders, standing over me so I could get them all the way off. I leaned forward and licked at her pussy before she could get back on her knees. Goddamn, she tasted so fucking good. I grabbed her ass with both hands and pressed her closer to my mouth. Frantically licking at her clit and sucking it between my lips. I rotated my hand and worked my fingers between her cheeks and slid two fingers into her pussy. If she was sore, you wouldn't know it by the noise she was making. Every moan making me leak a little bit more. She came quickly, with her hand clamped in my hair, her body tense, tits shaking.

Holy shit, I loved making her come.

I eased her down and urged her to turn around on her knees. Moving between her legs I picked her hands up and placed them on the top of the headboard.

"Okay?" I asked as I pulled her hips back.

She rubbed her ass against my cock, hissing, "Yesssss." I held her still as I pushed inside her, keeping her upright against me. My head falling back at the tightness engulfing me. I tried to go slow, but the way she was pushing back against me, the sound of our skin slapping together, watching her ass jiggle a little, took that little bit of control I had left and I started slamming into her, hard.

"Fuck, Babe. I'm going to come, are you close?"

"Yes, harder, harder." She moaned, grabbing my hand off her hip and pulled it towards her pussy, sliding our fingers between her lips so I could touch her clit. I rubbed hard over it and felt her start to tighten, her head thrown back on my shoulder, broken moans pouring from her sexy mouth. I slammed back into her one more time and stilled, bottoming out at her cervix, coming so hard I saw stars. We collapsed sideways, my cock still semi hard and inside her. I was half-way tempted to start thrusting again, hopeful that maybe I could get it up all the way, but tried to be mindful of her poor, abused pussy. She'd asked me to be gentle and then I'd fucked her like an animal.

"You okay, Babe."

"Mmmhmmmm."

"Not hurting?"

"Nuh-uh. I feel good," she sighed. "So good."

I pulled out of her and stood, seized by a great idea. "I'll be right back."

"Okay." She breathed.

Heading into the bathroom, I got the bathtub running. I had this old tub that Steph had convinced me to keep when I had the bathroom renovated. It was huge and deep, easily big enough for the two of us. She was already at the doorway when I turned to go get her. She grabbed my body wash and dumped some under the running water, bubbles quickly foaming up.

"You're a genius. This is exactly what I need." She hopped in and sat forward. "Come on. Get in."

I squeezed in behind her and rested my hands on her stomach, she rubbed her cheek against mine and used her toes to shut the water off. "You're still thinking it's going to be a boy?"

"Yep." She said softly. She held my wrist up and measured our hands against each other. Hers small and fine boned compared to mine, making it glaringly apparent exactly how delicate her body really was. Physiologically, I knew she would be fine carrying and delivering the baby, but I've never done well with seeing her in pain. Much as I was excited to see her give birth, I was dreading it at the same time. "And if he's anything like you, he's going to be huge." She murmured, still looking at our hands. "Will you rub my back if he makes it sore?"

"Maybe. You'll have to prove it's his fault though." I said with a grin. I caught her elbow before it could make contact with my ribs. "Careful, Babe." I whispered in her ear. "If you injure me, I might not be able to fuck you again tonight." She smirked and rolled to face me, sloshing water on the floor. She climbed over me until she straddled my legs, my hands immediately honing in on her slim waist.

"I'm sure you'll manage just fine. You have surprising stamina… Although, this last time didn't take you very long."

"Seriously? You had my cock in your mouth and you're wondering why I didn't last long enough?" She bit her lip and tried not to smile. "You're lucky I was able to hold out long enough to get inside you."

Rolling her eyes she said, "So, what you're saying is, that if I want to get more than five minutes out of you, I need to not give you head before-hand?"

"Babe, I'll never, ever, tell you to not suck my dick. Ever."

She laughed and slapped my chest gently. "You talking like that shouldn't turn me on."

I moved my hands around to cup her pretty ass. "But it does?"

"Yeah, it does." She slid forward slightly, until she was right over my hardening dick. Lifting up, she gripped me in her hand and pumped until I was completely hard, then held me up so she could slide down. I fought to keep my eyes open, needing to keep this visual of her on top of me in my mind. This new aspect of our relationship had an expiration date, images of her like this would be all I had as soon as we were successful. She bent forward and kissed me so softly that my already over-excited heart sped even more.

I knew I was heading into some seriously dangerous territory here, but there didn't seem to be anyway to stop it.

Remember the Energizer bunny? And going, and going, and going… They still have a few more rounds to go.

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