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Pacing the hotel room as he waited for Penelope to emerge from the bathroom with the results of the pregnancy test, David started to think of how their life would change if there were two pink lines. How does is it come to this? How is everything reduced to two pink lines? Anxiety, happiness, and mostly fear were his primary emotions, as his thoughts raced. "Pen?"

"Not yet!" She answered impatiently for the tenth time.

Continuing his pacing, he glanced at the clock. Nearly 2a.m.

What would he say to her if it were positive? What would she say? Should they continue on the Cozumel? Was it safe? They would definitely need a doctor's opinion. Or two doctor's. He would call his insurance agent first thing in the morning. And his lawyers, changes needed to be made to his investments and will, anyways, with Penelope now in his life. Strauss. He would have to tell Strauss that Penelope would need an extended leave of absence, indefinitely, and he would go back into semi-retirement if not full retirement. No daycare center is raising my child. He thought resolutely. A college fund and trust would need to be immediately instated and possibly a…

"Dave."

Turning around abruptly he rushed to Penelope, who had tears in her eyes and put his hands on her arms. "I..I'm pregnant." She giggled the last part, partly from shock but mostly from the incredibly serious look on his face - you'd think he was about to interrogate a serial killer.

"Oh my god… Pen…" wrapping her up in a hug, he relished in her laughter and the arms around his neck… it was a sign that everything was right with her, at least. Whether or not the baby was okay was another story altogether. "Baby… I love you… God I love you so much…" taking her face in his hands, Dave kissed her lips, for what seemed to be many long minutes, unwilling to let her go.

"I didn't know it was possible for a woman to be this happy all in one day." Penelope smiled through her tears up at her husband, shock and joy washing over her again and again, as the realization that there was life inside of her as a result of their love brought new understanding to her every other minute.

"I'm happy too. I want this. I do. I want a family with you." Leading her to the bed and laying her down under the comforter he loosened and removed his bow tie. He had never in a million years, at the age of 54, thought he'd be a father, shock and fear and happiness continuously rolled through him. "Just get some rest, okay? We're going to see a doctor tomorrow, to see if everything is okay, and to find out if Cozumel is safe by boat, or if we should just go home. I'm not doing anything further to jeopardize this pregnancy. I'll call my insurance agent and lawyers tomorrow, everything should be…"

"Dave!" Penelope sat up and pouted . "Take your clothes off and get in this bed, right now. It's still my wedding night!" She slammed a hand down on the mattress beside her. "Now!"

"Penelope, we can't! You're in a fragile state of the pregnancy, we can't do anything…" seeing her mouth drop, he knew he was in for a battle on this one. "Honey, think of the baby…"

"Dave, there is nothing wrong with sex, it doesn't hurt the pregnancy… Please don't deny me this, I will never forgive you." Deciding that pulling out the big guns was her only way to win, Penelope donned a serious glare to match her threat.

Sighing, Dave returned to the bed pushed her shoulders down to the laying position and hovered over her. "Please don't make this difficult. I'm…" He sighed and looked towards the window without really noticing it. "I'm afraid. I've been afraid all night, and I don't want to have one more thing to be afraid of."

Reaching up and taking his face in her hands to make him look at her, Penelope leaned up to kiss him. "Pregnant women have sex all the time, dearest." Her tone was slightly exasperated and patronizing, until she realized how scared he really was, hearing his sigh. It was unsettling, to see such a pragmatic and masculine man so fearful.

"I promise you, it won't hurt either of us…. I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize our baby either." Placing a hand in the waist band of his pants, she pulled him down to her, smiling in their kiss triumphantly when she heard his groan as she brushed against his quickly hardening cock.

"No… fair…" he mumbled, desire overtaking him as he found her neck and spilled kisses over her.

"All is fair in love and war, my sweet." Using her fingers to unbutton his shirt, he quickly became impatient and ripped it off himself. Legs splayed and kneeling above her, he realized just how badly he'd lost this argument when she unzipped his pants and reached in to rub his manhood, making it especially torturous when she rubbed the tip between her fingers.

"You're trying to kill me…" Dave scrunched his eyes close and dropped his forehead to her cleavage, rising and falling with her quickening breath. "What is this…" Noticing for the first time in the night the intricately beaded and laced corset she was wearing.

"It was meant to get you excited when I took my dress off. I was wondering when you'd notice…" Penelope rolled her eyes as she saw his, roaming down the thing in a semi state of shock.

"I'm…" Dave swallowed, all thoughts of the pregnancy now nearly forgotten. "Excited." Putting his hands under her back to find the ribbon laces, Dave hungrily kissed her exposed chest, fumbling with his fingers to untie her corset and sucking her skin, stopping periodically to nip gently. Penelope's moans were driving him wild, and he couldn't concentrate, since when had a corset stopped the great David Rossi from what he wanted the most?

"Damnit woman, I can't… I can't concentrate when you're making sounds like that, kitten…" Covering her mouth with his to silence her, his ego felt slightly deflated when he heard her laughter and felt her shaking with it underneath him. "Don't laugh at me, Cara, I can't have our daughter thinking I'm anything less than perfect."

Penelope pushed his shoulders, and the movement forced him to stop all greedy kissing. "You mean our son."

"Penny, I have an intuition about these sorts of things. Don't make me tell you I told you so in nine months." Dipping his head back to her chest, smiling at the haughty look her on her face he regained his concentration, finally loosened the laces and gently peeled away the material keeping his beautiful wife hidden from him away from the porcelain skin he lusted for.

"It's a boy, David Rossi. And after three marriages you have learned nothing. Wife, is always right." Penelope playfully slapped his bare back as he sat up and admired her now naked breasts and belly.

"It's a girl, Mrs. Rossi, and Wife is usually right, except where it concerns my having a daughter." His voice was a non-threatening whisper, his eyes were locked on her ample breasts, one hand running down her body to slip into her light blue satin panties, the other gently taking a nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pulling just enough to make her back arch. God, she was definitely trying to torture him with those moans.

"Pen, if you don't quiet down I can't be held responsible for what I do next…" His kryptonite, his ultimate weakness, the sound of her need for him, deafening his senses and making him wild with desire.

"Why are you still dressed?" Penelope sat up to meet his chest with hers, cupping his large and swollen manhood with the hand not holding the back of his neck. "Come, on, mister intuition, get off the bed." Penelope smiled devilishly at his confused look, her lipstick now hilariously smeared on his neck.

"Get off…?"

"Do it." Penelope squeezed his balls and then released him totally of their contact, sitting back on her hands, breasts posed and perked in front of her.

Dave cocked his head in question, but did as he was told.

"Now… take off your pants." Pen grinned, assuming a tone of voice that didn't allow for question, enjoying his shock at her prowess.

Pulling down the expensive tailored pants, Dave kept his eyes on his wife, sure that whatever she had planned was going to knock him off his game. Already, he felt his hands tremble slightly at the authority her voice. Looking at her, knowing she held his child inside of her, seeing her grinning, seeing her nearly naked, it was sending him over the edge. Top erotic moment of my life. He inwardly groaned. His reputation wasn't going to help him here, and he knew it.

"And your underwear…. And then stand there for a second so I can admire all that is now…" Penelope looked up at the ceiling and back at Dave, as he removed his briefs. "All… Mine." She giggled at the nervous expression he wore. I guess even Profilers can be surprised once in a while… She thought triumphantly.

"Now what?" Dave's voice shook slightly.

"Come over here and take off my panties." Without helping to move the comforter from her body or moving an inch, Penelope grinned even wider when Dave removed the blanket separating them and moved her legs over the edge of the bed.

Sliding his hands up her impossibly soft skin, Dave focused his eyes on his hands, at the task at hand… Finally reaching the lace thong, he hooked his fingers onto either side of the panties and slowly pulled them down towards her feet, which she wiggled happily.

"I want you…" Penelope's voice was nearly a whisper.

"I want you too, baby. For the rest of my life…" He bent to kiss her lips, exploring her mouth with his, while running his hands up her legs, and stopping only to squeeze the perfect ass underneath him.

Impatient lust overtook Penelope as she unzipped his pants and pulled them down. Climbing on top of the bed, and on top of her, Dave moved her gently to the center of the bed, never breaking their deepening kiss.

"Please… Dave…" She begged breathlessly, feeling her wet desire soaking her legs while he moved his lips down her body and sucked on her skin.

Dave closed his eyes tight when he heard her need, her words alone made his cock seem to stiffen even more. Putting a finger on her clit, he slowly started to rub it, loving the way it hardened at the same time she groaned. "So wet for me, kitten."

"Y-yes… yes… oh god yes…" She was in sensory overload. It had to be the hormones, she was so close to coming in seconds. "Dave… oh… don't stop.. almost… almost"

"Come for me baby… come on my hand…" Dave took a peaked nipple between his teeth and gently pulled, quickening the friction between his thumb and her clit. That was all it took, he smiled a little surprised as she cried out, every muscle in her legs tensing for a moment and then quivering underneath him.

Penelope's whole body felt electric, an almost palpable buzz radiating inches on her body, her mouth seemingly frozen as she moaned. Just as she started to catch her breath, more pleasure shocked her entrance as Dave gently pushed into her, even as wet as she was his length and width widened her tight walls significantly. "Oh…. Oh… Dave, I'm .. I'm about to come again…"

Dave looked at her flushed face and smiled, something about the pregnancy was making her normally beautiful face even brighter, and obviously making her more sensitive than he'd ever experienced her.

"God, you're tight, baby… ahh… Penny…" Her walls around him were still pulsing with the last orgasm around his cock and it was excruciating bliss, trying to concentrate on not exploding inside of her right away.

Within minutes, Penelope was indeed coming again, the orgasm so intense she turned her face into the bed in an attempt to muffle her scream.

"Sweetheart… I can't last… I can't…" pushing inside of her faster and harder, his painful hard-on screaming for release, David was almost blind with need.

"Oh Christ, Dave… Oh god…" a third orgasm had Penelope sobbing incoherently as she tried to focus on his dark chest above her, the muscles firm and desirable. Twisting her fingers into his hair, the other hand scratching her nails down his back, she couldn't take anymore, the sensitivity driving her mad. "I can't come again.. too much…"

Being the gentleman that he was, he'd held out as long as possible. "So good, baby… so fucking good…" Now seeking his own release, Dave concentrated on the wonderful feeling of her pulsing muscles around his cock and within seconds spilled himself inside of her, coming so forcefully he felt as though he was spinning.

"I think that was the best wedding night sex anyone ever had." Penelope laughed, after finally catching her breath, running her fingers through her husband's soft hair as he lay with his head on her chest, panting.

"I just hope our daughter didn't hear any of that." Dave smiled as a sound slap on his back echoed through the room.

"SON!" She corrected.

Somehow, regardless, she knew she would love either son or daughter, whichever was growing inside of her, simply because it was a part of David, her husband. The thought brought a tear to her eye. Her HUSAND! Her baby… her child. Their child.

She knew she could never top the happiness and fulfillment that she felt in this moment. All was peaceful and serene with her world.

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Fin.

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