'Andrea?'

Daniel walked through the apartment door, calling out for his beautiful and apparently very horny pregnant wife. He'd been forewarned from Ryan, Esposito and the rest of them, but now that it was actually happening, he was beginning to think the whole matter had been woefully understated.

Tossing his keys into the bowl, he took off his winter-gear and called out for Andrea again. 'Honey?'

'In here.'

Daniel followed her voice into the bedroom and blinked. She'd put on one of the outfits from their honey-moon, the all-black number that showed off the golden sun-kissed glow she'd gotten while they were in Greece, and also left no doubt for anyone who saw her that she was both very built and pregnant. Her hair was loose and floating over her shoulders and the look on her face told him if he tried to run, he'd be eaten alive.

Why not make that the fun part, he thought with a grin. 'I got your text earlier,' he said, as he began to pull off his Columbia University alumni hoodie, then went for the button of his pants. 'Are you familiar with the acronym NSFW?'

'No.'

'It means Not Safe For Work, as in, you read this with someone looking over your shoulder and you'll blush like you've been sunburned.'

'And this is important because...'

'The next time you have the idea to send me a message such as, can't wait till you're home and fuck your brains right out of your head, please put that in the subject line so I won't read it when I'm in the middle of surgery with James Harvey.'

Andrea pressed her fingertips to her lips to hold in the giggle, but it still managed to squeak out. 'Sorry, sweetheart, I didn't know. Why don't I make it up to you?'

She crooked her finger at him, and drew him down for a kiss, the kind that made Daniel forget everything, including his own name. Her lips tasted soft and natural, just how he liked them, and he sank into the taste of her; it was the perfect cure after a long day without seeing her at work. Stretching out so he was laying on his side facing her, he groaned lightly as her long smooth leg hooked over his hip to pull him near and keep her close to his body.

'Wow, you really are wanting it, aren't you?'

'Mm. Javi had to come home with Leo while I was at Meredeth's, and he took off his shirt, and all I could think was, I wanna see my man without his shirt on. And his pants.'

'Well, give it a few minutes, I'll be without my clothes. In fact, I think you're wearing too many yourself.'

'If you think so, why don't you help me out of them?'

The note of challenge in her voice told Daniel she wasn't in the mood for sweet, matrimonial lovemaking, she wanted good sweaty sex, and that's exactly what he would give her. He put his hands on her back and rolled them so she was on her back beneath him, then sitting up when he pulled her vertical. His movements were just a little bit rough when he peeled her lingerie over her head, but the look in her eyes told Daniel she was loving every moment of it. When his gaze wandered down, he grinned; she was all woman, all those curves God-given with the exception of one - that one had been all him and he was very very proud of it.

Andrea sighed as he pulled her in for a kiss again, one hand slipping down to cup her breast which made her squeak in delight as she felt his thumb brush over her nipple. The touch of him so intimate on her always made her feel alive, and this was no exception. She breathed deeply, so as to push herself into his hand and her head rolled forward so that it rested on his sturdy shoulder. 'Your hands are magic, baby,' Andrea murmured to him.

'Right back at you.' Daniel knew from the way she was breathing deeply like this she wouldn't last very long so he turned her once more so they were upside down in their bed, feet by the headboard, and shimmied out of his boxers. Nudging her thighs apart ever so slightly, he eased himself between them, just resting against her and he groaned in frustrated satisfaction when he felt the hot slick wetness there. 'Damn, baby, you really do want it, don't you?'

'That's what pregnancy does to the hormones, everything ends up there,' she murmured with a little chuckle, then nodded when Daniel kissed the swell of her breast. 'It's okay Daniel, they're not as sore now.'

'Aw, I'll kiss it better then.'

He moved his lips over that ultimately womanly curve, then paused a moment. 'Are you okay with this? I'm not crushing Junior in there?'

'No, it's okay, sweetheart.' That he was so concerned and attentive was truly arousing and Andrea put her hand to cup his cheek. 'I'll let you know if it's not.'

'Good.'

With this reassurance from his wife, Daniel lowered his mouth to her once more and moaned lowly when he tasted that sweet heated tip of her. Her cry was music to his ears, and he felt the concentration of her arousal where they were so intimately pressed together. Her hips began to move against his, so much so that Daniel moved ever so slightly and filled her up, making her eyes pop wide.

'Daniel-'

But her words were cut off when his lips crushed hers, making her wrap her long arms and legs around him like pale ivory vines, whimpering and sighing in delight. He could tension building in her, the way she clenched around him as her body moved with his until she tore her mouth away from him and cried out in a sweet desperate voice as the orgasm hit her like a hurricane. He kept his eyes on her face until he felt his own release draw near, and she dragged him over the edge with her.

When he had some kind of brain power working again, Daniel sighed deeply, turned to give her cheek a kiss. 'Andrea?'

'Yeah?'

'Was that what you had in mind when you sent me that text?'

'And then some. Baby, can you just move a little to your right?'

'Oh, sure.' Daniel slipped out of her, twisted to his side. He rubbed his hand over the beautiful curve of her stomach. 'I thought you said it was okay for me to be on top?'

'Yeah, when we're having sex it was fine because we're moving around you know? Lying still, not so much.'

'Good to know.'

'So.' Andrea turned onto her side, propped her head in her hand. 'How was your day, dear?'

'Well, I'd love to tell you, but between my wife sending me naughty texts in the OR and then my wife making good on the promise in those naughty texts to screw my brains out, I don't remember.' When she laughed, low and musical, Daniel grinned. 'It was good. Not as much fun having a working lunch going over charts and diagnoses for the quads on Friday but could have been worse. Could have had to do an amputation.'

'This is true.' Andrea knew that every medical professional, no matter how stone-faced they were in the room, always had one thing that made them squeamish - for herself it was broken wrists and ankles, they creeped her right out. For Daniel, it was the sound of the bone-saw orthopedic surgeons needed to use when doing an amputation.

'How about you, how was it going to Chelsea after the night shift?'

'Wonderful. Had a nap when I got to Meredeth's, woke up with Tessi cuddling up with me. Then we had lunch, and spent the afternoon making food. The freezer is stuffed with casseroles.'

'Can we have one tonight?'

'Sure it's why she made them for us.'

'I'm not in the mood to do much of anything except lie here with you right now.'

Andrea laughed, then let out a yawn. 'I could go for a little nap, but first I want a shower. Yeah, yeah, I know you're in there.'

'What?'

'The baby's fluttering around. I've noticed he or she is doing that a lot more now that I can feel it in there. So shower, care to join me, hot stuff?'

Daniel could only stare at her. 'Andrea, I'm not Batman, I'm not ready for a second round just yet. Give it a few.'

'I just thought we might like to have a little bit of fun giving each other a back rub in the shower, all hot and soapy and stuff.'

'Hold that thought.' He sat up, picked up the ringing house line. 'Hello?'

'Hey big daddy, it's Rick Castle.'

'Hey, what's shakin, bro?'

'As much as possible.' On the other end of the phone, Castle's voice was jovial and delighted. 'Listen, I'm having Saint Patty's out at the Hamptons this year, if you and Andrea are free to come up.'

'Oh, sure, ah, hang on.'

Daniel covered the mouthpiece of the phone, spoke to Andrea. 'Saint Patty's in the Hamptons with Castle and company, you in?'

'Hell yes.'

'Yeah, we're good to go,' he replied. 'Andrea's got a check-up with Harvey on the Friday, so we'll have to work out the driving since neither of us have a car-'

'Oh, you can ride up with us. Shane's going to visit Alexis in New Jersey that weekend anyways, so there's room in the car.'

'Great.'

'I'll leave you two alone.' Now Castle's voice was teasing. 'I'm sure you two have married things you want to be doing.'

'Oh shut up.' Daniel hung up on the writer's laugh and shook his head. 'Now I get it.'

'Get what?' Andrea asked, scooting off the bed to find towels for her shower.

'What the guys were teasing me about on my bachelor weekend away in Atlantic City, about second trimester hormones coupled with newlywed passion being tantamount to a death-by-sex sentence.'

'But you gotta admit, that's probably the best way to go right?' she replied with a wink and Daniel chuckled, gave her a kiss.

'God I love you, Andrea.'

'Love you too, Daniel.'

Later, when they were tucked into bed for the night Daniel was still awake, watching her sleep and watching her round belly rise and fall under the covers.

'Hey in there,' he murmured to the baby, 'I know that might have seemed a little scary with Mama's heart going so fast but that's only because Daddy was show her how much he loves her. Just take it easy on her, okay?'

He kissed Andrea's naked shoulder, then groaned when his cell went off. 'This is Daniel,' he answered it.

'Daniel, I know you're not on call tonight,' Harvey said in a rush, but our mother with the quads just called me, her water broke. I need you and Andrea both here.'

R&R&Enjoy