After making sure LJ and Ariel were sleeping soundly, Shay joined Frank in their bedroom. She moaned loudly as she lowered herself to sit on the edge of the bed. "You okay, baby?" she heard Frank call from the master bath. "Back's really sore tonight, Tiger," she replied as he entered the room.
Shay looked up to see him standing before her, naked as the day he was born. "Well, hello," she exclaimed.
"What?!" he asked mischievously. "C'mon, let me help you undress. I'll rub your back; maybe it will make you feel better."
Shay laughed as he helped her stand and began undressing her. "Yes and funny how those backrubs almost always lead to making you feel better."
"Now, Shay...how can you say such a thing? As if I have an ulterior motive." Of course he did, he was a man crazy in love with his wife and needed her desperately. "Now, lie down on your side and I'll rub your back," he ordered softly once the hindrance of her clothing had been dealt with.
Shay nodded and slid between the sheets that he held for her and rolled onto her side with her back to him. Frank slid in behind her and propped himself up on one elbow as he gently kneaded the muscles at the small of her back.
She moaned pleasurably as his hand worked its magic on her aching back. "You're hired," she teased. A sensual moan escaped her when his fingers slid down to her buttocks.
Frank leaned down to kiss and nibble the delicate flesh of her shoulder. His hand moved slowly from her backside around to tenderly stroke her rounded belly before cupping her breast and teasing the hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
"Um...ah...ooh, you're not playing fair," she cried, covering his hand with her own, stopping his delightful torment.
"Hmmm...are you trying to tell me you don't want me?" he asked softly against her ear as he pressed himself fully against her.
Feeling the evidence of his desire against the back of her thigh, Shay turned her head enough to lock eyes with him. "Of course I do...it's just the further I get along with this baby, the more difficult it gets to love you the way I want to."
Frank chuckled and moved slightly to allow her room to turn onto her back. "Ash, only a couple more months and you can have me any way you want. In the meantime, I'll take you any way I can get you."
Shay's eyes flashed with need when Frank knelt between her thighs. He moved over her to kiss her passionately, conveying his need for her. Spreading his knees slightly, he grasped her by the hips and slid her up over his thighs. Leaning forward just enough, he entered her slowly until he was fully sheathed within her.
Shay moaned as he moved within her; his thrusts were tempered in his attempt to make her as comfortable as possible. She loved the feeling of him moving within her; his need to be one with her never ceased to amaze her. She had asked him once how he could possibly find her sexually stimulating while her body was contorted with child. His response had been a simple "I love you".
Frank groaned madly when Shay reached out and ran her fingertips across the muscles of his chest. She circled one flat nipple before pinching it none too gently between her fingers, that simple action bringing him closer to his release. He brought a hand to her sex and stroked her in rhythm to his thrusts, causing her to quiver and shake with each touch of his fingers, each thrust of his manhood inside of her.
Shay's breathing was labored as she cried out with the delirium of her climax. She felt Frank tense and heard his rapturous moans as he spilled his seed within her. He gently pulled away from her and spooned in behind her when she rolled onto her side. His breath was rough and hard against her neck as he kissed her tenderly just under her earlobe. It was then that he heard her soft sobs. "Baby? Did I hurt you?" he asked anxiously.
Shay reached up and stroked his cheek softly. "No, my darling."
He kissed her palm lovingly before burying his face in her hair. "Why are you crying?"
"I love you," she answered simply.
"And that makes you cry?"
"Darling, if you told me you had a hangnail, I'd cry. These hormones are making me crazy," she teased.
"Well, I don't have a hangnail," he teased back. "But I will tell you I love you. With every fiber of my being."
Shay sighed happily. "And that, my beautiful husband, is why I'm crying," she admitted as she wiped the tears from her cheeks. "That we found each other, that we have all that we have together, is just so amazing to me. You are my world, Frank Donovan."
He kissed her shoulder softly as she snuggled back against him. "And you're mine, Ash. As it should be...as it will always be. Get some rest, baby," he said, hearing her sudden yawn. "It was a tough day for you."
Shay nodded and drifted off to sleep safe within his arms.
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