Sorry I took so long to update, but all computers hate me. So technical difficulty is my excuse.
WARNING! M rated chapter.
:Chapter 23:
I was at the front door of my house, the key already in the lock. The day seemed like it had zoomed by, and my memory of patients I had seen was kind of hazy. I did remember that today had been hectic at work though, and I was beat. I turned the key and pushed open the big wooden door. Once inside I dropped my keys into the key dish and took off my coat. A female voice was talking far off, and laughter wafted through the house. I walked towards the voice and found myself standing in the doorway to the kitchen.
"I don't know Cee, I mean this is a really big step for us. I don't even know when I'm going to tell him yet," my wife said into the phone. She was standing in front of the stove, stirring something that smelled heavenly. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun, and she was wearing pajama bottoms and a tiny tank top. I couldn't help the smile that came across my face as I watched Susannah.
"Well, no. I mean I'm so excited and, I just wanna tell him right this second, but I don't know how to say it right" she replied, tasting what ever she had been stirring.
"CeeCee Web-McTavish, I most certainly am not going to say that to him. I mean, I have to do this right, I can't just be blunt about it like that" she exclaimed.
'What could see be talking about? Tell whom what?' Then I wondered if I should let her know I was standing here, listening to her, but I decided I'd instead go back to the front door and act like I was just getting home. Not my usual style, but I kind of liked spying on Susannah. I hadn't done it in so long too. As a ghost I'd followed her just about everywhere. I'd always rationalized that I was just keeping an eye on her, nothing more. When really, I was what people call a stalker.
I tiptoed back to the front door and opened it, then closed it loudly. "Susannah I'm home" I called.
"I'm in the kitchen" she called back sweetly. I walked back towards the kitchen and heard Susannah hanging up the phone before I reached the doorway. "Hey honey" she said, turning her head and smiling brightly as I walked into the kitchen.
"Hey yourself" I said, coming up behind her and kissing her neck. I wrapped my arms around her waist before she turned off the stove and turned around in my arms.
"I missed you today" she pouted, giving me a peck.
"Not nearly as much as I missed you" I responded, kissing her hungrily. God how I missed her, even in just the few hours since we'd last seen each other, I missed the taste of her, her smell, her everything.
"Jesse, dinner's almost ready" she managed to say in between kisses.
"We'll reheat" I replied, lifting her into my arms and carrying her upstairs to our bedroom.
"Hmmm, Jesse" she moaned as I laid her down onto the mattress and climbed on top of her.
"Querida" I panted back, pealing her tank top off of her body.
"Wait, Jesse, wait" she resisted, gently pushing me off her and sitting up. I sent her a confused glance before staring down at her exposed breasts. They were calling to me, begging me for attention.
"Jesse, I'm serious," she said sternly folding her arms across her chest.
"Susannah" I whined, pulling her into my arms and gently nuzzling her neck.
"Jesse, I have to tell you something before we do this" she replied, "something that might make this even better."
I raised my head, intrigued and asked, "And just what could possibly make this any better?"
She smiled, and grabbed hold of my hand. First she just held it, but then she placed my hand over her stomach. I looked up at her face, and her giddy smile made me realize even faster what she was getting at.
"Querida, are you sure?" I questioned excitedly.
We'd been talking about having a baby for almost a year now, but we'd only just started trying a couple months ago.
She grinned back, "Yeah, a doctor confirmed it earlier."
"Susannah, you're going to have a baby?" I asked, jumping up.
"Yeah, we're going to be parents" she answered, her smile even brighter.
I practically pounced on her and couldn't stop kissing her. She giggled as I tickled her neck with soft kisses, "Jesse, are you really happy?"
"Querida, are you kidding me! Before you brought me back to life, I never thought it was possible for me to have children. I'd given up on that dream like so many others, but now, after you've already given me so much, you're giving me the second greatest gift I could ever ask for."
"And what's the first?" she asked.
"Your love" I said kissing her hungrily again. She moaned as I kissed my way down her neck to her chest. Finally she uncrossed her arms and let me shower her supple breasts with the attention they deserved. As she panted, her hands relieved me of my pants, and shirt. "Jesse" she moaned, as I kissed her hardened nipples.
"Querida" I panted back, untying the drawstring on her pajama bottoms. Slowly I eased her pants off and dipped my fingers into her underwear. Her breathing became ragged as she rode the wave of pleasure I was causing her, and all I could do was smile. Smile because I was making her happy, I was pleasuring her. I craved two things in life: to help people, and Susannah; not in that order.
Once Susannah had shuddered in her release, I let her rest a moment before tugging down her panties and removing my boxers. Her fingers gently cradled me, trying to pleasure me as I'd just done for her, but I shooed her hand away. "Tonight is all for you querida" I breathed, easing myself into her. We both shuddered instantly, and then I began sliding in and out, in and out. With each thrust I quickened my speed, delving further and further. I first knew Susannah was ready to climax when she let out a deep moan. Next her finger nails dug into my back, and she spread her legs more. Then she erupted; she screamed in ecstasy and her toes curled. Her muscles tightened around me and then she relaxed, her whole body relaxed, and then I came. I settled next to Susannah on our bed, and pulled her into my arms.
"No matter how many times we've done that, I'm always amazed at how incredible it is," Susannah said once she'd caught her breath.
I held her tighter against me and kissed her forehead, "That's because you're incredible querida."
"No, you're incredible Jesse" she chimed running her fingers over my stomach. I rolled on top of Susannah and kissed her again. "Jesse" she giggled happily, "dinner is gonna get cold, and…suddenly, I'm not feel-". Susannah quickly pushed me off of her and ran towards the bathroom, covering her mouth. I could hear her through the bathroom door, vomiting. I rushed to the door and asked, "Susannah are you alright?"
"Yeah, it's just morning sickness, and of course mine comes at night" she muttered in between vomits.
"Querida, I'm coming in," I said turning the doorknob.
"No, really Jesse, I'm fine" she protested before throwing up again.
"Susannah, I'm coming in" I repeated sternly.
"Jesse, you're not my doctor, I'll be out in a little while" she snapped.
"You're right, I'm your husband, and a doctor. And I refuse to just stand here and listen to you throw up" I countered, opening the door. Susannah barely turned her head to see that I'd come in. She was crouched down beside the toilet, trying to hold her hair back and not get vomit all over the toilet. I squatted down next to her and gathered her hair back with one hand. With my other hand I grabbed her bathrobe from the hook and wrapped it around her naked form.
"Thank you" she breathed, pulling the robe tightly around her.
"Are you cold?" I questioned, touching one of her hands. It was ice cold, as was the rest of her arm. "Querida, you're freezing" I exclaimed sitting next to her and then scooting as close to her as physically possible. I held her tightly against me, rubbing her back reassuringly.
After Susannah felt she couldn't possibly puke anymore, she wiped her mouth and thoroughly brushed her teeth.
"Are you sure you're feeling better? Because you could always stay in bed, I'll bring you dinner, and we can have a sort of picnic on the bed" I said quickly for some reason.
"Jesse, while it's a very sweet gesture, I think I can manage to go downstairs and have dinner with you. Besides I have to reheat the food and-"
"You will do no such thing. If you come downstairs to eat then I'm going to reheat everything and serve us both. I don't want you doing anything you don't absolutely have to" I interrupted.
"Jesse, honey, I'm pregnant, not suffering from some horribly debilitating disease" she teased, walking back into our bedroom. She tossed me my boxers and undershirt before gathering up her own clothes and getting dressed.
"Querida, I know you're not but I just want to be extra careful. It's not just you, you're going to have to look out for now. And with you dealing with ghosts in a mostly physical way, I want to watch out for you and our baby" I said, after pulling on my boxers and walking into our bedroom. I walked behind her, before she could pull on her tank top, and kissed her neck and shoulder. She let out a content sigh, and I moved my hands towards her chest. Gently I fondled her, as she moaned and enjoyed. After I tried to turn her around, she grabbed a hold of my hands and sighed "As great as that is, we have to eat before my sauce turns all funky."
"Susannah" I whined gently.
"I'll make you a deal" she replied, "if we go eat now, and you help me clean up, we can rush back up here and you can finish what you started." To emphasize her point she pressed her backside against my groin and swayed her hips teasingly. I shivered in delight and smiled before answering "Deal." I added a hushed "tease" afterward, but Susannah just smiled. "You haven't experienced me as a tease yet" she joked, walking out of our bedroom door and then down stairs.
"Jesse, I can pick up my own plate" Susannah protested as I cleared the table.
"I know you can, but normally I just sit there and let you clean up, which is not very nice I realize" I pondered aloud.
"Yeah, but you normally unload the dishwasher for me and put all our plates and utensils back" Susannah defended.
"Well, tonight I'm going to do all that. All you have to do querida, is sit there and look beautiful" I said.
She sent me an amused glance and smiled as I loaded the dishwasher.
"You're doing a wonderful job might I say" I chuckled.
"Hey Jesse" Susannah cooed, coming up behind me, and wrapping her arms around me.
"Yes querida" I replied, lifting one of her hands and kissing it.
"I think I'm ready to go upstairs now" she said, her hands moving down my stomach to my lower region. I smiled and hurriedly put in the last dishes before turning on the dishwasher and grabbing hold of Susannah's hand.
"On second thought" she began, "I've kind of always wanted to have sex in a kitchen."
"Querida" I squeaked. "Wait, did you watch 'Father of the Bride Two' today?"
"Maybe" she chimed, giving me an innocent stare, but a naughty smile. How she could do that, baffled me, but at the same time I found it incredibly sexy.
"Oh come on Jesse, be a little adventurous" she teased, tugging at my boxers. I backed Susannah towards the counter and then lifted her up. I opened her legs and kissed her hungrily as I untied the string on her pajama bottoms. She wrapped her legs around me, pushing me against her even more.
Somehow we'd ended up in the living room, lying down in front of the fireplace, on a wool blanket. As the glow of the flames caressed Susannah I gently drew little squiggles on her arm with my finger.
"Jesse", she sighed, tilting her face up to stare into my eyes. "What do you think about Lilliana?"
"I don't know who Lilliana is querida" I answered.
"I mean the name Lilliana. Do you like it?" she rephrased.
"I think it's a beautiful name" I replied nuzzling her neck.
"I like it too. But, what if it's boy?" she asked.
"I've always liked the name Milton" I joked.
"I realize you are an Office Space fanatic, but please tell me you aren't serious," Susannah said.
I chuckled, and replied "I'm only joking querida, but I have always liked the name Nicholas."
"Nicholas" she said, almost trying it out. "I like it" she smiled.
"So Lilliana if it's a girl, and Nicholas if it's a boy" I summed up.
"Yep" she purred, inching her lips towards mine.
And then the doorbell rang. We paused for a moment, and just stared at each, almost mentally asking each other whether or not we should get the door. Then the phone rang, few times and Adam's voice came through the answering machine. "Hey de Silvas, I know you're home. Open the door, or I'm using the spare key. Plus, CeeCee has to use your bathroom" he mumbled.
I quickly went over to the phone and picked it up. "We'll be right down" I grumbled before hanging the phone back up. I turned back to Susannah and offered her my hand to lift her up. She got up and then I rushed up the back stairs through the kitchen. Susannah grabbed our discarded clothes before rushing up behind me.
Once we were safely in our bedroom Susannah pulled on some sweat pants and a little t-shirt, then dug out some jeans and a t-shirt for me to wear. "Querida, I can get my own clothes" I whined, after having put on my boxers and a clean undershirt. "I know you can, but you take too long to coordinate" she chimed before sticking her tongue out at me and then bouncing out the door and back downstairs.
By the time I got downstairs CeeCee had already used the restroom and was chatting in hushed tones with Susannah, while Adam was helping himself to a beer. When he noticed me coming down the stairs he grabbed a second beer and handed it to me. "Thanks" I nodded, before going over and greeting CeeCee, Adam following behind me.
"Hey Jesse, or should I say dad-to-be" CeeCee teased, nudging my side. I sent her a baffled glance before realization set in and I turned towards Susannah.
"Honey don't get mad. CeeCee went with me to the doctor's office this morning" she said in a soothing yet defensive tone.
"Dad? Suze, are you pregnant?" Adam asked me and then Susannah.
"Excuse us, but I have to talk to my wife in private for a moment" I said through gritted teeth, leading Susannah into the other room and ignoring Adam.
"What's wrong?" Susannah asked, concern flooding her voice, and her hand gently squeezing my arm.
"You took CeeCee with you" I mumbled, hurt lacing my tone.
"Jesse" Susannah cooed, wrapping her arms around me and resting her head against my chest. "I took CeeCee with me because if it turned out that I wasn't pregnant, I didn't want to get your hopes up only to crush them."
My anger disappeared and I felt the corners of my mouth turn upward in a small smile. "Susannah" I whispered, smoothing back her hair, and planting a gentle kiss on the top of her head, "You don't have to worry about that. I wanted to be there."
"I'm sorry" she choked out before letting out a quiet sob.
"Querida, don't cry" I said rubbing her back reassuringly.
"I'm sorry" she repeated with another sob, "I think my hormones are just going out of control."
I chuckled and held her closer against me, "Querida you have nothing to be sorry about, just don't cry. I hate to see you crying."
"But I denied you a moment of happiness that I know you wanted" she mumbled wiping her eyes.
"Susannah, when you told me you're pregnant, you gave me that moment" I replied, lifting her face from my chest and gently kissing her lips. "Plus it didn't hurt that you were topless" I teased. Susannah gave me an annoyed punch on the arm, but smiled.
"You guys okay?" CeeCee asked, from the other room.
I looked at Susannah, mentally asking her if she was okay, and if we were okay. She gave me a happy smile and called back "Yeah, we'll be there in a sec."