Chapter 14

Still don't own them.

Ian's POV

The weeks were quickly flying by us; before we knew it the time for finding out the sex of our baby had arrived. Lucy and I are waiting in the doctor's office for Dr. Watson to arrive. Lucy is nervously swinging her feet off the side of the table she's sitting on, meanwhile I sit on the spiny doctor chair in front of Lucy.

"Baby take a breath," I chuckle at her anxiousness.

"I can't help it, Ian! I want to know if we are having a little girl or a little boy."

"You know if it does turn out to be a boy we'll have to start thinking of names. By the time you are in the delivery room I want our baby to have a solid name that you and I both agree is the best name we could have given our child."

Tilting her head to the side she questions, "Why only if it's a boy? We need a name if Baby Harding is a girl."

Smiling with a knowing look I roll the chair even closer to her to rest between her legs. Lacing our hands together on her lap I lock eyes with her.

"I seem to recall you once saying your first born daughter was going to be named Brea. You seemed pretty set on the decision, too."

Lucy gasps slightly in awe and her mouth falls ajar. "You remember that?"

Nodding my head I smile at her astonished look. "I remember everything you've said since the day I met you. I make certain to know the most important stuff off the top of my head as well."

Lucy lunges forward to grasp ahold of my face in her hands attacking me with kisses. Running my tongue along her bottom lip grants me entrance instantly. Lucy moans into my mouth as soon as our tongues fall into a second nature dance. My hands slide seductively up the tops of her thighs until I reach her hips. Too caught up in our intimate moment we lose all trace of memory as to where we currently are. That is until there was a soft knock on the door just as it swings open to reveal Dr. Watson. Lucy instantly shoves my shoulders as a movement of reaction sending my little spiny chair rolling across the floor until I bump into the cabinets behind us. I awkwardly jump up from the chair, running a nervous hand through my hair. My cheeks are flaming red; Lucy's were a light blush.

"Sorry about that, Dr. Watson." Lucy apologizes clearly embarrassed.

She laughs it off glancing between Lucy and I. "Don't worry about it, I understand. Okay are you ready to see your baby and hopefully find out the gender today?"

"Yes we undoubtedly are anxious to find out!" Lucy smiles brightly with excitement shinning in her eyes.

"Alright let's get started then shall we. Lucy if you'll go ahead and lift your shirt for me."

Since awkwardly jumping off of the chair earlier I am now standing at Lucy's side as she lays back on the table. Lucy pulls the loose fitting shirt up to just under her breasts exposing her very cute baby bump. I lace my hand in Lucy's bringing it up to my lips placing several kisses along her knuckles as I watch Dr. Watson squirt the cool temperature gel on Luce's stomach. An instinctive smile grows on my lips when I notice Lucy's faint shutter at the coolness of the gel like she always does during each sonogram. The doctor checks over everything to ensure our baby is healthy before checking the gender.

The sound of our baby's heartbeat paired with the image on the screen of our little one was enough to bring tears to both mine and Lucy's eyes. Every time we come here we both cry; there is no preventing it. We love cherishing and adoring every single moment we get to see our baby before it's time to actually hold Baby Harding in our arms.

She assures us everything is progressing wonderfully with the baby and Baby Harding appears one-hundred percent healthy. Knowing what was coming next both Lucy and I were holding our breath out of anxiousness.

"Now, are you both ready to know the sex?"

Both Lucy and my head nod eagerly without a second thought.

"I am happy to tell you that you Mr. and Mrs. Harding will be giving birth to a beautiful, healthy, baby girl in matter of months."

Tears of joy spring from our eyes. A girl. A tiny little girl who will be a replica of her stunning mother. Oh my god.

"Baby, we're having a girl," I whisper to Lucy. Not being able to resist despite the fact that Dr. Watson was right next to us, I lean down to kiss Lucy longingly.

"A little princess. I love you." Lucy whimpers in happiness against my lips.

Returning to my standing up straight position I smile meekly to Dr. Watson to which she merely shrugs off with a soft smile as to say 'no big deal, I understand.'

"I am going to get the sonogram pictures ready for you and here are the tissues for wiping off the gel. Congratulations you two."

"Thank you so much." Lucy replies.

After she steps out of the room I take the tissues to wipe up Lucy's stomach. Once it was free of all gel I resituate her shirt hem back down to her waist whereas Lucy was occupied wiping away her tears of happiness. She sits up on the table bringing herself to near eye level with me.

"We made a little girl. A little girl who will run around the house probably dressed in tutus, playing in my makeup, and her hair in little pigtails."

"I guess I need to learn how to braid now." I chuckle lightheartedly, Lucy joining in.

"You have plenty of time to learn, Baby."

"Are we still set on going shopping for the baby after this?" I question just in case since I know her emotions are going to be all over the chart with this new information.

Lucy nods her head furiously. "Yes, now that we know the gender we have an empty baby room to fully furnish."

Before long Lucy and I had a new set of pictures of today's scan of the baby, scheduled our next appointment, and headed out to the parking lot where we were currently leaned against the side of my car in a heavy make out session. Lucy is leaned with her back to the passenger door, her arms looped around my neck loosely keeping me pressed firmly against her tiny body. My hands were continuously changing from resting on her hips, at the base of her neck, roaming her sides, and even going as far as to slipping into the back pockets of her skinny jeans. Lucy releases a pleasure filled mewl the moment my hands cup her firm behind in my hands giving a teasing squeeze. Lucy's hand clenches in my hair when I bite down on her bottom lip in a playful manner knowing how turned on she always becomes when I bite her lip.

"Do you know of any private roads or anything of that nature in really close proximity to here?" Lucy asks breathlessly against my lips.

"Well there is a park just down the road…" I say wearily since it is a public parking meaning there may be families around despite it being midday.

Sensing my hesitation Lucy discreetly hooks her fingers in the front of my jeans. "The car has tinted windows." And with that Lucy hops into the front seat of the car eagerly.

Fuck I love her pregnancy hormones right now.

Scurrying around the front of the car I slam the driver's door shut behind me anxiously. The second I started the engine and shifted the car into drive I feel Lucy's hand sliding up my thigh suggestively. She waits until I am out of the parking lot and onto the main road to lean across the center console where she then dangles her left hand around my neck to allow her right hand to freely trace up and down my torso as well as extremely high up my thigh. She nuzzles her head in the side of my neck to softly suck and bite at my skin working me up all the more as each second passes.

"Ohhh Luce," I groan loudly tightening my grasp on the steering wheel when I feel her hand cupping me.

I press my foot down on the gas petal with a tad more pressure increasing my speed. With the little extra boost in my speed it only took an additional five minutes to arrive at said park. I drive through the nice, fairly populated, park until I can find somewhere to park that was more secluded. All the while Lucy had unbuttoned as well as unzipped my jeans to grant herself access to my hard member. After what felt like a life time due to the pleasure Lucy was toying me with I managed to find a secluded enough strip of parking spots.

In two seconds flat I have the car shifted in park and turned off. I shift in my seat to face Luce, wrapping my arms around her waist to crush her body into mine claiming her lips to my own. She moans loudly into my mouth when I plunge my tongue into her mouth.

Lucy lightly pushes on my chest. Catching her breath she asks, "Why don't we move this to the backseat?"

"Ten steps ahead of you baby."

(M)

I ungracefully climb into the backseat of my car situating myself in the middle of the row. I quickly remove my jeans tossing them down to the floorboard granting they are out of the way. Lucy follows suit, once in the backseat I help her shed off her jeans then she moves to straddle my lap.

"Are you sure you want to do this here?" I double check to ensure her lust isn't clouding her judgment.

With a devious grin Lucy pulls her shirt over her head dropping it to the floorboard in a growing pile with our pants. Seeing her sitting on my lap in a black lace pushup bra paired with a matching black lace thong made my eyes widen and mouth drop open in astonishment.

"I am pregnant with an even higher and stronger sexual desire than usual, I am absolutely positive that I want to make love with my husband right now to celebrate the wonderful news of our baby girl." As she was saying this Lucy's busy pawing at the waistband of my boxers to remove them leaving me completely naked. A large smile spreads across her face watching my member spring to life fully hard in front of her.

"Let's get started then." My skillful hands remove her of the bra and thong in an instant—too eager to take the actions slowly.

Lucy rests her hands on my shoulders biting her bottom lip impatiently. Grasping ahold of her wiggling hips in my hands I line up my member to her entrance then slowly penetrate her. Lucy releases a low drawn out moan once I am seethed to the hilt. We sit here for a moment reveling in her tightness.

Her hips rock into mine at a slow love making pace to start us off. As soon as I began thrusting my hips up into hers Lucy began going wild with pleasure. She throws her head back fighting herself not to scream in bliss. I take this as the perfect opportunity to latch on to her chest that is arched into my face. Sucking on her nipple harder and harder was making Lucy pant louder and louder as the minutes ticked on. We were both wrapped up in the moment. My hands grope and massage her luscious breasts in delight. Their growing state was making them all the more lovely than they had been prior to the pregnancy.

Writhing on my lap whimpering in pleasure I knew Lucy was close to her release. Since we were going to be spending the remainder of our afternoon in public I knew Lucy would murder me for leaving a love bite in a visible place. This thought of mind left me to keeping my mouth focused on her wonderful breasts.

My free hands brush down her silky smooth body until I reach the junction between her thighs. All it takes is a few flicks of a finger followed by a swift rubbing of her clit with just the right amount of pressure to send her into a climax. Lucy and I both release together; our loud moans of pleasure flood the car.

"Mmmm I love you so much." Lucy mewls in delight.

She crushes her bare chest into my torso with her hands grasping onto the back of my neck in order to crash her lips against my own. Her tongue shoves into my mouth to begin a teasing game of tonsil hokey. My right arm firmly wraps around her lower waist securing her body in place against mine. My other hand remains on her breast to massage and toy with it.

"As much as I don't want the moment to end, we better get out of here before we get caught by the park police or someone." I mutter after regrettably breaking our heavenly kiss.

Lucy reluctantly nods her head with a sigh. With one last shared kiss we gather our articles of clothing from the floor and dress each other. I help Lucy climb back into the front seat of the car with me following after her. Glancing around I see no one else has come by since we parked here. Reaching over I lace my hand with Lucy's resting our entwined hands in her lap. The entire drive from the park to the first baby store we were going to consisted of Lucy on the phone informing her mother, my parents, and Holly of Baby Harding's gender. She decided to just text it to all of our close friends that we were sharing the news with rather than having to call every single person.

The afternoon had been highly productive in the baby shopping department. We found a couple cribs that we both liked however we decided to look around at some other stores to see if there was anything that spiked our interest more. Though we didn't purchase any furniture today, we did get a good idea on our options, plus Lucy and I did buy a ton of clothes and toys for our little Brea. Lucy had gone a little shopping crazy when we had entered the clothing section once she laid eyes on all the adorable choices there were. One thing I noticed today is girls have much better and cuter clothing options than boys. After wondering around town and different shops we had to call it a day because it was warring on Lucy.

We had picked dinner up on the way home since Lucy was desperately craving a hamburger and fries. By the time we arrive to the house it was just after ten o'clock at night due to sitting in a standstill of traffic on the highway for two hours. The combination of soft music playing, my hand caressing her leg, and her fatigue from the day's events caused Lucy to fall asleep as we waited on the highway for traffic to resume.

Knowing all three dogs would be eager to see us after being in the house all day I head inside for a moment leaving Lucy in the car alone. As soon as I open the door to the house I am greeted with the three dogs yawning and stretching at my feet.

"You guys wanna go outside? Come on." They all take off running to the back door. Unlocking the deadbolt I swing the door open for them to which they all scurry off into the yard to go potty.

While they were busy doing their thing I turn back into the house and out to the garage. Opening Lucy's car door, I unbuckle her seatbelt and pull it away from her body. With my arms securing her to my chest I carefully lift her up out of the car and carry her to our bedroom. I lay her down on her side of the mattress then adjust her pillows the way she prefers them. After that was taken care of I remove her heels, unbutton her jeans slipping them down her legs slowly, and then remove her shirt hesitantly as to prevent her from stirring. Noticing her flexing slightly I pause before moving to unclasp her bra. Seeing her settle back down, still deep in her sleep, I ease my hands behind her back to unclasp the two little hooks on her bra. I drop the garment in the pile of clothing I made on the bed next to her.

Thankfully I have tucked Lucy into bed about a million times in the past so I have no trouble lifting her slim figure up with one arm meanwhile my free hand pulls back the comforter. Laying her still sleeping body back down on the bed I situate the covers back over her panty clad body. Now usually I'll dress her in one of my shirts but I'm worried about waking her up with all the movement so I leave it be. Bending down over her flawless self I press a kiss to her forehead whispering a soft 'goodnight' and 'I love you' and repeat the action to her stomach for our little baby girl.

Heading back downstairs I get the dogs' dinner ready for them then sit out in the backyard playing fetch with them to get out some of their pent up energy.

I don't end up getting in bed until five after eleven. Dressed only in my boxers I snuggle up behind Lucy wrapping my right arm loosely around her stomach. Nuzzling my head in the back of her neck I leave several light pecks on her soft skin before closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep.

I jolt awake abruptly due to Lucy's ear piercing scream. Opening my eyes and sitting up in bed I see Lucy is sitting up as well with the covers clutched around her body. Flipping on the bedside light I turn to Lucy with panic and worry evident on my face.

"Baby what's wrong?"

Tears were streaming down her face, her chest was rising and falling rapidly, her eyes were scanning around the room hastily.

"Wh—why aren't I dressed?" Lucy whimpers still looking around the room frantically.

When I try to wrap my arms around her body to pull her into my lap, as a way to calm her down like I always do, she tenses against the feeling of my hand on her bare back. I remove my hand from her not wanting to upset her any further than she already is.

"When I was putting you to bed you almost stirred a couple times so I left you in your panties not wanting to wake you up by slipping one of my shirts on you. What happened, Luce?"

Still clutching the sheets to her body for dear life Lucy replies, "Will you please get me a shirt to wear?"

"Yeah," I nod my head shoving the covers off. "Yes, of course."

I hurry into the closet to grab the first shirt my fingers grasp. "Here you go, Honey." I hand her the shirt trying to understand her current panic moment.

"Is there anything I can get for you or do you want to talk about it?"

Lucy shakes her head avoiding my gaze. "No thank you. I just want to go back to sleep."

Brushing away the remainder of her tears Lucy curls up underneath the comforter clutching one of the pillows to her chest. When I attempt to wrap my arms around her like they had been just minutes ago, however, Lucy scoots away slightly closer to the edge of the bed. Respecting her obvious wish to be left alone right now I add a little space between our bodies.

What in the world is this dream about that got her so worked up? And is it the same dream she had the night we made up that brought her to snuggling up against my chest on my couch that night?

I lay wide away for a near hour or so worried about what was affecting my wife.

The following morning I wake up before Lucy as per usual. We had planned to spend as much of the day as possible shopping for the baby. I regretfully have to wake Lucy since it's already eight; by the time we get around and head out of the house it'll be nearing 9:30 or 10am. Still apprehensive about last night I hesitantly scoot closer to her under the covers.

Lightly squeezing her hip I leave a trail of kisses at the back of her neck tugging the collar of the shirt away from her neck to expose more of her skin.

"Wakey Wakey, Luce." I whisper softy into the shell of her ear.

Lucy releases a low groan stretching her body. "Morning," her hoarse voice replies.

"You smell really good," I announce mindlessly burying my nose in the back of her neck between her and the shirt she is currently wearing.

"Why is it only eight? I am exhausted." Lucy grumbles clinging to her pillow attempting to fall back to sleep.

"Did you get any more sleep after what happened last night? What was that about anyway?" I wonder curiously.

As if déjà vu from last night, Lucy tenses in my arms and attempts to wiggle away from me.

"It was nothing." Lucy states firmly. "Now stop, I'm not in the mood."

"Stop what?" I raise my eyebrow at her head that she currently has craned over her neck to glare at me.

"Sex, Ian. I'm not in the mood to have sex right now so knock it off." Lucy snaps at me harshly.

Gawking at her absurd mood change I stare at her for a moment until I grasp my words. "I wasn't implying sex in anyway."

"Oh really? Your hand is awfully close to a particular place on me that always leads to sex. Think again, Ian." Lucy throws the covers off her body storming into the bathroom slamming the door shut forcefully behind her.

"Nowadays you're always in the mood for sex," I murmur to myself staring at the now shut bathroom door. With a huff I flop onto my back running a confused hand though my hair.

Boy was this going to be a long day.

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