Florence squeezed her eyes, as she was sitting on bed, breastfeeding both of her children, as they were already over half year.
It was half year from that night, since their window in their room was opened, by no reason.
Since then, every single day was Malcolm together with Florence watching carefully on their babies, as they both were blooming to beauty and health. And every single night, they were having them in cribs, in their bedroom, to have them as close as they could.
Florence's eyes tightly squeezed, and she was softly biting her lower lip, as both babies were already half hour suckling at her both nipples.
Malcolm invaded bedroom, spotting Florence, he smiled.
,,Again, my love ?''
Her eyes flashed open with slight chuckle ,,Yes…like they wants to suck my life from me…oww-you don't know how teasing it is !''
Biting her lip again, as Malcolm sat down on bed beside her.
,,It seems like an advantage, when they are hungry, and making you horny-''
,,-Shush, somebody could hear you,'' she hissed softly, but with smile.
,,Who ? Ethan ? Through two doors ? I don't think so…and these-'' he kissed each forehead of their little babies ,,-are just too small.''
,,Yet !'' Florence giggled.
Malcolm petted up her flat stomach, traversing her side, and down to the lining of her nightgown.
,,Malcolm, wait at least when they're finished,'' Florence pleaded.
,,Shhh-my love. Relax…I'm not doing anything, at all,'' Malcolm chuckled, rolling up the soft fabric of her nightgown, playing with the lace hem, as it revealed his wife's sweet sex, and then her belly as well.
She sighed, resting against the pillows and headboard of their bed with both babies on her arms still.
Malcolm looked up at her, her eyes closed once again, and she could nibble her own lip, in effort to keep quiet due the teasing of breastfeeding. He stroked her belly gently, she sighed again, holding babies protectively, to not drop them. Malcolm leaned down kissing above her belly button, then exactly on it, and then two kisses below.
With each kiss Florence forced out a soft groan from her now-parted lips.
He petted down her left thigh, then her right thigh, pressing soft kiss on her hip, and brushing with his beard her skin, from her side to her middle of her lower stomach.
,,Mhhh-'' expelling a breath, her head nearly deliriously fell back, if one of babies haven't left her nipple.
Her eyes opening , and she smiled on Vanessa.
,,Baby girl,'' she brought her up, kissing her forehead. ,,Now to daddy, and daddy will let burp, and then set sleep, right Vanessa,'' Florence smiled at little girl, who repaid smile. She gave her to Malcolm's arms, and he stood up form bed, walking few times across the room, as usually ,talking with his daughter.
Florence meanwhile checking little James ,,We are such hungry tonight, aren't we ? Yes, that's mommy's boy. Big, and hungry, and eager….just like daddy, hmm that' right,'' she smiled as he stopped suckling too, she haven't even managed to slowly raise him up and he burped.
,,Ohhh, and such a quickie ? Aren't we ?'' Florence giggled, kissing his forehead, and he smiled at her, catching her nose. ,,Right, you've got mama's nose. And what will you do with it ? Hmmm, what will you do with it ?'' she giggled again, nuzzling her nose to his palm, making him laugh.
He was completely like her, big true smile, chocolate brown eyes, but his hair seemed to be darker then Vanessa's.
Meanwhile Vanessa was probably brown haired, and her eyes just as crystal blue as Malcolm's, Florence could recognize that blissful look, when she smiled at her, and her eyes sparkled, like somebody dropped several stars in those crystals.
They both were perfect. And Malcolm with Florence loved them. And both were determined, they won't do any mistake in raising them. As much as they were determined to guide every their move and following steps in their life, to not had catastrophic end.
,,No-no-no….no-no-no James, let mama's hair,'' she took his palm, when he laughed, forcing him to let her hair from his grip, and kissing his palm.
It took yet few minutes before they set them sleep, and finally fell in their own bed.
Malcolm turned to once again dressed Florence. Circling her waist with his arm, she giggled silently.
,,Do you still want ?'' he asked quietly, petting up her side as she turned to him.
Her palm landed on his bearded cheek, and she nodded giggling ,,You ? Always, dearest.''
She kissed him, as he drew her closer, kissing her deeper. Petting up her back, caressing her through fabric of her nightgown. She ran her leg around his waist, and her hand around his neck, both lying on their sides, looking at each other between each kiss, when they needed to catch breath.
Her fingers tangled in his hair, softly stroking him, in response to his mouth and to his hand, which slipped from her back to her bottom, gently squeezing, she let out a moan into his mouth. Trailing his hand lower, down her clothed thigh, which was around him, and rolling the fabric up once again, to feel her bare, smooth, hot skin.
She gasped after breaking their kiss, and gently stroking down his chest, to his clothed, pajamas pants, stroking his member through fabric, feeling him hard, so she obviously wasn't the only one, who was aroused.
Another silent moan, as he teased her skin with his nails, brushing her outer thigh, before he slid with his hand below her thigh, softly groping her entrance with his fingertips.
,,Mm-Malcolm,'' she whimpered. She swallowed, rubbing him faster, in accord of his fingers, which were rubbing her wet slit.
He nodded kissing her, muttering to her mouth ,,I want you, love…now.''
And Florence eagerly nodded, circling her leg around him more, shifting herself close to him as it was possible, and drawing him from his pajama pants.
Malcolm kissed his way down her side of her neck, and to the cleavage of her nightgown, and when she slide him inside her wet heat, he growled softly to her left swell.
,,Love-''
,,Yes !'' Florence expelled another breath, stroking his chest, as his grip on her buttock, helped him to move inside her.
In this position, they rocked together, kissing , moaning only quietly to not wake their babies. Their angels.
After several minutes of harsh breathing, swift, and mostly deep thrusts, and so many kisses, and nips at each other's lips, they both reached their sweet climax. Slightly sweating, pressing their forehead together. Leaning close, much close, letting themselves rest, as Florence put down her leg, and Malcolm rigthened himself in his pants. Yet they were so long kissing, and cuddling, until they fell asleep exhausted, to be prepared for another busy day.
A.N.: Hellooo dolls. I know short chapter, but wait for the next ones ;-) I'm really having something prepared :3 thanks for staying patient and eagerly waiting for next chapters in this fic. With love and hugs and kisses ZiZi
