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"Good morning, Sunshine," Serena stated as Blair slipped into the limo that Chuck had waiting at the crack of dawn. She had been less than thrilled by the early wakeup call and had been muttering threats all morning as she got ready for their adventure in Vermont.
"Serena, what are you doing here?" Blair asked as her eyes opened in surprise as Chuck slid in with Charlotte.
"Chuck said that you two needed someone to watch Charlee tonight, so I happily agreed to tag along," Serena stated as she reached out and took Charlotte from Chuck's arms. Charlotte who was eager to greet her godmother was reaching out towards her. Chuck begrudgingly handed his daughter over. Charlotte instantly grabbed a hold of Serena's blonde locks and tugged. Serena groaned as she tried to loosen Charlotte's death grip on her hair.
"Sorry," Blair stated as she leaned in and tried to assist Serena, "She's going through this hair pulling phase. Charlee, stop pulling people's hair."
Charlotte began giggling as she tangled her hand in Serena's hair once again.
"Charlotte Evelyn Bass, stop that right now," Chuck scolded their daughter. Charlotte froze instantly, as did Blair and Serena. Blair whipped around to stare at Chuck.
"Where did that come from?" Blair inquired as she leaned to kiss his cheek. She was thoroughly impressed. She never thought she'd ever hear her husband scold their child. She had already resigned herself to the fact that she probably would be playing the bad cop as their child grew up, but apparently she was wrong.
"She needs boundaries, right," he shrugged as Serena managed to finally untangle her hair, throwing it behind her shoulder so that Charlotte could not access it. Blair snuggled in next to Chuck as Arthur drove their limo towards the airport where the Bass jet was awaiting them.
"Does this feel a little odd to anyone?" Serena inquired as she stopped playing peek-a-boo with Charlotte for a moment.
Blair and Chuck looked at Serena with a clueless expression. They had no clue as to what Serena could be talking about.
"We are sitting in the very limo where the two of you first . . ." Serena began to explain. She trailed off as a blush crept to her cheeks. She couldn't get out the words.
Chuck began to laugh.
"This is the limo where I took my beautiful wife's virginity," he stated proudly, "And what a wonderful night that was, wasn't it, my love."
Blair began to giggle into Chuck's shoulder as she watched Serena's mortification increase. Her entire face was now beet red. Her sex life with Chuck was never something that her best friend enjoyed hearing about. She knew that Chuck was playing with his stepsister. She wanted to play along, but she couldn't get the words out because she was laughing so hard.
"When you are old enough, Charlotte, I am going to tell you all about your mommy and daddy's escapades in this limo," Serena told her goddaughter.
"Is that supposed to be a threat?" Chuck laughed, "For all we know, Charlotte was conceived in this limo."
"Are you serious?" Serena squealed as she raised her butt off the seat cushion she was sitting on.
"It's been a year since then," he chuckled, "I'm sure Arthur has had the care detailed since then."
"I don't know, Baby," Blair chimed in, "We didn't stop enjoying the benefits of a limo after we conceived."
"Ewww!" Serena shrieked.
Chuck laughed as he kissed his wife on the cheek. In truth, he knew exactly when they had conceived Charlotte, and it was nowhere near their sacred limo. It was on the beaches of the private island he had finally broken down and purchase for them on their first anniversary. He'd been threatening to buy them a private escape for years, and he finally found the perfect spot in the Mediterranean.
Chuck found himself lost in the memory. They had just agreed to start trying to get pregnant a few weeks earlier. Work had been crazy for both of them, so he whisked her away for a long weekend. Something felt special as he made love to her that weekend. It wasn't until three months later when he figured out that she was pregnant that he realized what exactly had been different. Even to this day, he doubted that Blair had put the pieces together.
"Chuck," Blair whispered into his ear as she began nibbling on his earlobe to get his attention. He could hear Serena gagging in the background as his attention began to focus on his wife. He quickly turned his head and kissed her hard on the lips. Blair moaned as she melted against him. It wasn't until he felt a foot kicking him hard on the shin that he pulled away.
"Serena, what the hell?" he hissed as he glared menacingly at the blonde. He suddenly wished he'd called Lily to come along instead.
"Charlotte doesn't need any siblings just yet," Serena rationalized, "And we're here."
Chuck looked out the window to see the familiar surroundings of the private airport and the Bass Industries jet waiting patiently. Arthur was standing just outside the passenger door awaiting the cue to open it. Chuck rapped his knuckles against the tinted glass and then slid out of the limo and took Charlotte from Serena before he helped his wife and then stepsister out of the limo. Chuck took Blair's hand and led her to the aircraft, leaving Serena to follow along behind the family.
"Remember our first flight in this jet?" Blair stated as she slid her designer heels off her feet and slid her big toe under the cuff of his pants and up his leg to rub suggestively against his bare skin. Chuck had been distracting himself with an acquisition brief that he had brought along for the specific purpose of not thinking making love to his wife. One of the conditions of Serena coming along on their Vermont adventure was him promising that they would not have sex in the jet within earshot of her. He looked over to see Serena sitting on one of the sofas with Charlotte. They had resumed their game of peek-a-boo. Charlotte would giggle at the appropriate intervals.
"I know where you're going with this, and the answer is no," he responded as he moved his leg away.
"Chuck Bass refusing me," she pouted as she snuggled closer to him and began nuzzling his neck, "When was the last time that happened?"
"I am not refusing you," he scoffed, "I am trying to honor the agreement that I made with your maid of honor so that she would agree to come along and take Charlotte for the evening so we could enjoy the bed and breakfast to the fullest extent."
"Oh really," she stated, her voice filled with intrigue.
"Trust me, my beautiful wife, the wait will be worth it," he assured her as he kissed her forehead, deeming that location the safest spot at the moment, as his body was screaming at him to take her at that moment. He heard Blair sigh as she agreed to his request to wait. "I love you so much," he felt the need to add as he kissed her forehead one more time as she snuggled in closer against him. He tried to focus on the brief in front of him, but with the warm body of his wife nudging closer and closer he didn't get more than one more paragraph read before Serena came over and announced that Charlotte needed changing and she didn't know where the diaper bag had been put.
Chuck quickly stood up and took Charlotte from the blonde and brought her to the back of the plane to change her. As he chatted with his daughter while changing her, he was also silently thanking her for the mess in her diaper so that he could free himself from the temptation of taking his wife in front of his stepsister. He could only imagine the horrified look he would find on her face if he had allowed himself to give in to his urges. When he returned to the front of the cabin, Serena had taken his seat, so Chuck cuddled with Charlotte for the rest of the flight.
"What exactly are we looking for?" Blair inquired as she pushed her way through hundreds of trees that were on display. The smell of the freshly cut evergreen trees was incredible, but she had no clue as to what they were looking for. She'd never had to pick out a tree as that task had always been done by professionals before.
"Don't look at me," Serena stated as Blair looked to her best friend who was directly behind her. Chuck was a few steps back with Charlotte who was trying to get her hands on every needle or branch that came near her and as he chatted with one of the tree growers, Mario, who was showing them around.
"There are a few things you'll want to look for," Mario chimed in on cue, "Number one is a straight trunk so the tree doesn't lean or topple over. You'll also want to look for a full tree, which means that there are no holes in where the branches fan out. Then you'll also want to tell me what price range you're looking for."
Blair and Serena both bite the inside of their cheeks to keep from laughing as Chuck was quick to assure Mario that price was no object.
After admiring countless tress for almost three hours, Chuck and Blair had finally found the perfect tree for their bedroom. Chuck was arranging for the tree to be shipped to their penthouse the next day as Blair and Serena tried to distract Charlotte who kept motioning towards the biggest play area she had ever seen.
"Come on, Ladies, our chariot awaits," Chuck stated as he placed his hand at the small of Blair's back and nudged her towards the rented limo they were using. Charlotte reached out towards the play area once again as she let out a squeal as she tried to get her father to go towards where she wanted to go. "Sorry, Sweetheart, but we have to leave," Chuck stated as he kissed her outstretched hand. Charlotte shrieked as they took a step further away as she tried to squirm out of Serena's grasp.
Blair could feel a tantrum forming, but Chuck was quick to head it off by taking her from Serena and tickling her. Charlotte began giggling and completely forgot the play area as they got into the limo.
"Chuck, this place is incredible," Blair gasped as he showed her into their private bungalow after they arrived at the bed and breakfast. There were lit candles and rose petals everywhere. A beautiful arrangement of pink peonies completely covered one of the tables.
"Never as incredible as you," Chuck replied as he pulled her against him. He was done keeping his hormones in check. Serena and Charlotte were secure in their own private suite in the main building out of earshot of the two of them. His promise to his stepsister had been kept. Now his urges needed to be satisfied.
"Chuck," she gasped just before his lips crashed against hers.
"You have been driving me insane all day," he mumbled into her neck as he nuzzled softly while inhaling her scent. She was wearing his favorite perfume, something vanilla, "And you smell so good. I need you so much."
"I need you," Blair agreed as crashed her lips against him again.
"Mrs. Bass, you are wearing too many clothes," Chuck groaned as he started to peel her clothes away slowly.
"Chuck, if you think I'm going to let you take this slow, you have another thing coming to you," Blair stated as she pushed him back until he felt the edge of the bed against the back of his legs. She gave him an unladylike shove, and he fell back against the bed. She quickly stripped off all of her clothes, knowing full well that her husband was appreciating the show.
"By all means, give me what's coming to me," Chuck smirked as his eyes racked over his wife's form with appreciation. If it was possible, he loved her body even more since she gave birth. Her hips flared slightly more than they did before, and her breasts seemed to retain a little more shape. He would never tell her that though. Her self-consciousness about her body was still there, even after all of their years together and all of his assurances that he loved every inch of her.
"Now who's wearing too many clothes," Blair stated as she climbed up on the bed and straddled his still clothed body.
"We need to fix that," he grinned devilishly as he sat up and brought her tight against him. Their lips crashed against each other as they began fighting with each other to rid him of his clothes as fast as possible. Their hands kept getting into each other's way.
Blair let out a growl of frustration when she looked down to see that they had made little progress other than to remove his tie. She pushed him back against the bed and held his arms at his sides. "You're making this difficult on purpose," she hissed into his ear before she bite down on his lobe.
"I would never," he whispered innocently as he tried unsuccessfully to stifle a groan of pleasure.
"Hands at your sides," she commanded as his hands went to her waist to settle against her hips.
"No, hands at your sides," he amended.
"Someone is playful today," she grinned.
"Enough talk," he grinned as he flipped them over so that their positions were reversed. He divested himself of his clothes faster than either had thought possible, and he was sliding into her before she was able to prepare herself. Her groan was deeper than it normally was. "Am I hurting you?" his voice quivered as he stilled his motion.
"You never could," she assured him as she ground her lower body against him, needing his friction. "You just surprised me."
"After all our years together, it's good to know that I can still surprise you," he grinned as he continued to make love to his wife.
TBC. . .