This has been sitting in a file for a while so as a thank you for all the amazing support my readers have given to "Global Ecstasy" I decided to finish this one off and post it. You have no idea how much I appreciate the kind words, follows and favorites I have received. I don't write for those reasons but it does feel good when you get them. This is pure fluff and a bit of smut; my favorite kind of chapters to write. I also want you all to know that I will be responding to messages and reviews over the next week. I hope you all have a great weekend and thanks again. Nothing belongs to me.

Chuck Bass entered his home closing the front door quietly behind him. He set his briefcase aside and slid off his suit jacket tossing it onto the hall table. He glanced at his watch before heading through the foyer and down the hall. It was three o'clock exactly and he knew he'd find his wife in the back garden having her afternoon tea.

He came into the kitchen where Dorota was just now setting the tea kettle on to boil. Chuck finished rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt before reaching out to take a freshly baked macaron from the serving tray.

"Running a bit late today?" He raised his eyebrows at their trusted housekeeper.

She nodded her head. "Master Henry decided on a late lunch."

Chuck smiled at the mention of his seven and a half week old son. "Typical Bass man, running on his own schedule." He grabbed a second macaron and left the kitchen exiting through the back entrance.

He made his way down the path and around the house coming into the back garden. It had literally just been completed two weeks before Henry's arrival. It was a beautiful space. It was completely walled in with boxwoods, peonies, hydrangeas, rose bushes and even an herb garden. The grass was thick and green. He spied his wife partially lying back on one of the chaises that were on the far side of the stone patio. She was shaded by a large sun umbrella and in her arms was their son.

He knew when she didn't react to his presence that her eyes were on the baby and she was completely tuning everything else out. He watched her feeding their son silently for a minute before crossing the patio.

As soon as his Italian loafers touched the stone her head lifted and a smile crossed her face. She patted Henry's bottom. "Hello. You're home early."

He leaned over her placing a kiss to her lips before lowering them to the top of his son's head. Henry didn't miss a beat as he continued to nurse at Blair's breast.

Chuck sat on the edge of the chaise. "Are you disappointed?"

Blair reached out with her free hand and touched his cheek. "Never. I like this new schedule of yours."

Ever since their child had been born Chuck had been going into the office late and leaving early and both she and Henry loved it.

He leaned forward kissing her a second time lingering a bit longer.

When they parted Blair licked her lips. "Is that a hint of raspberry I taste?"

He lifted his hand showing her the macaron before offering it to her. She leaned forward taking a generous bite. Chewing slowly, she moaned.

"So good." Just then Henry made a gurgling sound.

Chuck watched as his son repositioned himself against Blair's right breast. He reached out running a finger along his son's soft cheek as Henry returned to suckling.

"You know I've never been jealous of anyone else in my entire life. I mean, I am Chuck Bass afterall." Blair lifted her eyebrows at him before he continued. "But I have to admit that I'm slightly envious of the amount of time our son gets to spend with your breasts."

She tilted her head giving him an exasperated look. "Stop it."

He reached out pushing her blouse a bit further apart exposing a good amount of her left breast. He cupped it through the fabric giving it a soft squeeze. "I'm serious. You know I've never been very good at sharing my playthings." His thumb grazed against the raised nipple.

She inhaled sharply whispering his name, "Chuck…"

Chuck smirked down at her. They had only resumed sex three days ago. Blair had been self-conscience and reluctant immediately following her six-week checkup but since that first time she had been insatiable and more than willing.

He leaned down placing his lips to her slightly parted ones. Separating from her he whispered, "Is he almost finished?"

Blair nodded as Chuck leaned back glancing down at his now sleeping son. He watched as Blair rearranged her clothing covering her exposed breast before lifting Henry to her shoulder where she carefully patted his back.

Within two minutes the baby nurse, Lillian, appeared having come out of the French doors from the library.

Blair smiled at her before placing a kiss to her son's cheek. "I think someone is ready for a nap."

Lillian reached out taking Henry from his mother and settling him in her arms. "He's an exhausted lad."

Chuck, beyond impatient, said, "Thank you, Lillian," without ever removing his gaze from Blair.

The woman, having worked in the Bass household for the past seven weeks, knew her new employers well. She excused herself immediately.

As soon as Chuck heard the click of the French doors his lips were on Blair's. She began to protest but stopped when his tongue entered her mouth.

He reached around releasing the catch on the chaise lowering it so it was flat. Blair gasped as she was tipped back.

"Chuck, Dorota will be bringing the tea out any moment," she moaned as his lips made a trail along her jawline and down her neck.

He pulled her blouse open not bothering with the last few buttons that were still buttoned. He heard a tinkling sound as they scattered across the stones. He glanced down at her. "Dorota knows us well enough by now. She'll keep the tea warm."

He settled himself between her legs shoving her skirt up a bit as his hand trailed up her inner thigh. He lowered his head peppering kisses along her cleavage. He wasn't much of a boob guy but he had to admit her fuller breasts had been a huge turn on for him during her pregnancy and postpartum. He loved all her new curves and the fullness of her body. What she saw as imperfections he saw as incredibly sexy.

She hadn't refastened her bra and he covered her bare, left nipple with his mouth tonguing it. He felt her fingers tangle in his hair.

He kissed a trail of soft kisses to her right breast squeezing the left gently. "You were always my favorite thing to play with," he bit down softly on the underside of her breast. He sat up and back onto his knees as he unbuckled his belt.

She was staring up at him with eyes full of arousal. "I feel like I should be offended by that statement." She reached up helping him unbutton his trousers.

He pulled his hard dick out from the confines of his pants and gave it a stroke. "Trust me, it's a compliment." He stared down at her for a second or two before shoving her skirt up to her waist. "I can buy anything, go anywhere; the world is literally my playground, always has been, and the thing that gives me the most pleasure in life is you. It's always been you." He ran his fingers along the front of her lace panties. They were damp. He found her clit through the fabric and grazed his fingernails over it.

She let out a moan biting down on her lower lip. She reached up wrapping her arms around his neck pulling his mouth down to hers. She pushed her tongue past his lips as he slid his fingers into her panties.

She had never loved anyone as intently as she loved him; it was all consuming. He had given her the world and for that she would be forever grateful.

He pulled back from her as his left hand slid into his pants' pocket. He pulled out a condom ripping it open and quickly sliding it over his hard cock. He had made sure to carry the protection with him ever since they had resumed sex. Their spontaneity was something that hadn't changed after all these years and the last thing he wanted to do was pause their lovemaking to go in search of a condom.

He pushed her lace panties aside and entered her slowly as he covered her mouth with his.

She released a low, soft moan as she deepened their kiss. He filled her completely and it felt amazing. Blair couldn't believe that she had ever been worried about resuming sex. If anything it was better than ever and that was saying something for the two of them. She felt his teeth nip hard at her collarbone and she hissed sharply. He then hooked her right leg over his arm and picked up the pace. She swore she was going to faint from the pleasure. He thrust hard and deep and all thought left her head. She was slipping into that place of pure, abandoned desire and it felt fantastic.

The next thing she was aware of was Chuck's panting into the side of her neck as she slowly felt him start to go soft inside her.

He lifted himself off of her, carefully holding the condom, as he pulled himself out. She watched with hooded eyes as he tied it off and tossed it onto the stone before repositioning himself next to her. He reached out lowering her skirt as he placed a gentle kiss to her temple.

Blair reached up pulling her blouse together. It took all her energy to perform the task. Her arms felt like lead.

Chuck wrapped his arms around her kissing her temple before whispering against her ear, "I love you."

She stroked his arm with her fingers as her eyes drifted close. "I love you too," she barely got the words out before she was falling asleep.

Chuck tightened his hold on her as he closed his eyes.

Dorota had waited a respectable twenty minutes before opening the French doors to check on her employers. She knew the minute she had seen Lillian bring Master Henry inside that his parents would be otherwise engaged for a bit.

She smiled to herself when she noticed both her Miss Blair and Mr. Chuck sound asleep on the chaise. The two of them were clearly sleep deprived; too many middle of the night feedings and the stress of adjusting to a newborn had taken their toll on the new parents.

She closed the doors before returning to the kitchen to turn of the whistling teakettle. Clearly tea service would not be happening today.