Sorry this took so long, I had something going on with my eyes that made it impossible to write. But my eyes are mostly back to normal now and I can write again, and man does it feel good!
Four months had passed and Olivia walked into the bedroom and closed and locked the door. She turned to see Charles on the bed. She smiled and walked over to him and straddled him. "Hi," she said coyly. She leaned in and kissed him passionately, gently biting his lower lip and pulling away gently, pulling his bottom lip gently.
Charles held her hips and moaned gently as they kissed. He pulled away and looked up at her. "Hi," he responded and ran his hands up her sides, under her shirt.
Olivia helped him take her shirt off over her head, leaving her in a nude, lacy bra. She smiled down at him. "Doesn't take much to get you in the mood, huh?" She teased.
Charles smirked. "Not when my wife is as sexy and stunning as you. Besides, we need to take advantage of the free time now, before Ellie gets here. Once she's born I imagine she'll be sleeping in here in a bassinet for a little while, and then we're going to have to get creative and stay quiet so we don't wake the baby."
Olivia smiled and kissed him gently. "I can't wait for that," she whispered and laid on top of him. "To take care of our baby girl with you," she kissed his chest and then up to his neck.
Charles ran his hand down her back, to her ass. "I can't wait for that either."
Olivia bit her bottom lip. "I've never been a parent to a newborn before. I'm a little nervous. Noah was about one when I took him in as a foster child. Two when I adopted him."
Charles smiled. "You are going to be amazing with a newborn, I just know it."
Olivia returned his smile. "I know you're good with newborns, you have experience in the area."
Charles smiled. "Parenting each child is special in its own way. Bianca being my first was special, Nicole was special because I thought she was my last. Parenting Noah is special because he's my only boy, and parenting Ellie will be special because she very likely will be my last. I don't know if we can take more than 4 kids."
Olivia chuckled. "No, I don't think we can," she caressed his face. "Noah was special to me because he was my first. Bianca because she's my first teenager, Nicole because I see myself in her, the best parts of me when I was a kid I see in her, and Ellie will be special because she'll be the baby, the youngest," she whispered and rested her forehead on his chest.
Charles smiled and kissed the top of her head. "Just another month, and Ellie will be in our arms."
Olivia rolled off of him and nuzzled into him. "I can't believe it," she whispered. "We're having a child and I'm over 50, and she's my child. She's our child."
Charles wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close. "Believe it baby," he whispered. "Are you sure you don't want a baby shower? It's not too late."
Olivia shrugged. "Isn't it tacky to have a baby shower when you already have 3 kids?"
Charles chuckled a bit. "Maybe if we had all the furniture and baby clothes and diapers and other odds and ends for baby that we'd need from the previous 3 kids. Besides, have you ever had a baby shower before?"
Olivia looked at him. "No, I haven't. Noah fell out of the sky in terms of him coming home with me, there wasn't any time, and I know for a fact it's inappropriate to have a baby shower for foster babies."
Charles smiled gently. "Then I think you should have a baby shower . Get things not just for Ellie but for you."
Olivia let out a breath and nodded. "Okay. But I want it to be small and I don't want it to be women only, because I want you there. Not to mention a good chunk of my friends are men, I work in a male dominated field for God's sake!"
Charles chuckled. "It can be whatever you want it to be, as long as you can have the conversations about chafed nipples and episiotomies and lactation consultants and sex after baby with me there, I'll be there."
Olivia looked at him. "None of that applies to me, I'm not the one pregnant. Though I think it's important for Liz to be there. But she has kids, she has to have had at least one to be a surrogate, so I'm sure she knows all about that stuff. I just want this to be a relaxed get-together celebrating Ellie with games and presents and food."
Charles looked down at her and kissed her softly. "Anything you want baby, it's all up to you. You're running the show here."
Olivia smiled. "I guess it would be kind of fun, getting spoiled by my friends. It'll really only be my squad, some people from the DA's office, and maybe Liza and Diana, if you'd think they'd like to come."
Charles smiled. "I think they'd love it," he whispered. "Pick a date and we'll put on the most kick ass baby shower anyone's ever seen."
Olivia smiled wider. "And we can have cocktails at this baby shower because I'm not pregnant so I'm allowed to drink, but we'll make something that can be made as a mocktail too for those who either don't drink or can't drink."
Charles rolled her on her back and kissed her softly, running his hand over her bra. "Look at you, getting into the planning mood already."
Olivia gasped and looked up into his eyes. "Always have loved event planning," she whispered and looked between his lips and his eyes. "Thank you," she whispered.
Charles moved his face closer to hers, their lips millimeters apart. "For what?"
Olivia caressed his face and brushed his short hair back. "For convincing me to have a shower," she whispered and kissed him softly and slowly.
Charles kissed her back, slipping his tongue past her lips, massaging her tongue with his. He felt her hands running over his sides. He groaned and broke the kiss and allowed her to pull his shirt off over his head.
Olivia let her eyes rake over her torso and she licked her lips. "Have you been working out? Your abs look incredible."
Charles chuckled. "A little bit. Want to make sure I can keep up with you in the bedroom, my insatiable, sexy, little nymph."
Olivia smiled and ran a finger over his defined abs. "I like," she whispered and pulled him in for another kiss.
Charles smirked as they kissed. "I'm glad," he murmured against her lips. "Because this is all for you baby. All to make sure I keep you more than satisfied."
Olivia pulled him in for another kiss and went to work on his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them. "You always keep me more than satisfied," she whispered and pushed his pants down as far as she could, using her feet to push them the rest of the way down.
Charles groaned and kissed her neck and her chest, gently nipping the tops of her breasts. When her back arched he reached behind her and unhooked her bra. He slid it off her body and continued kissing down her torso.
Olivia gasped and tugged on the hair on the back of his head. "Baby," she moaned quietly. "That feels so good."
Charles looked up and her and quickly rid her of her leggings and panties, kissing her pussy, hearing her gasp. He smirked and kissed all around it and looked up at Olivia. "My mouth or my cock?"
Olivia whined and bit her bottom lip as she thought for a moment. She felt him spank her pussy and she gasped. "Oh!" She looked at him. "Someone's impatient."
Charles kissed her pussy again. "My mouth or my cock?" He asked again.
Olivia moaned and closed her eyes. "Both."
Charles kissed up her torso to her lips: he pulled away and saw her eyes flutter open. "One or the other," he whispered, his throbbing erection resting on her thigh, still enrobed in his boxer briefs.
Olivia took a deep breath, her brain starting to get jumbled with anticipation, with pure lust. She held his shoulders and gently scratched at his back. "Your cock," she moaned quietly.
Charles knelt back on his feet, quickly getting off the bed for a moment before pushing his boxer briefs down, stepping out of them and his pants. "As you wish," he whispered and climbed back on top of her.
Olivia looked up at him. "Make love to be Charles," she whispered and ran her hands over his chest. "Please."
Charles caressed her face and kissed her deeply, slowly, slipping her tongue past her lips as he slowly pushed inside of her.
Olivia moaned and arched her back. She broke the kiss and kept her eyes closed as Charles slowly started to move inside her. "Oh, Charles!"
Charles smirked and kissed her neck, burying his face in the crook of her neck where it met her shoulder, gently biting.
Olivia's body was quickly reaching overdrive. She grabbed his ass and pulled him closer, pulling him deeper inside her. She moaned and turned her head, letting out a breath. "Baby, please."
Charles knew exactly what she wanted, so he started moving slightly faster and harder, his thrusts deliberate and purposeful. "Ah, you feel incredible," he hissed in her ear. He felt her walls start to contract around him.
Olivia felt her orgasm start to take over her body. She gasped and moaned. "Charles! I'm cumming!"
Charles grinned and kept moving inside her until her walls clamped down around him hard, stilling him. And with that, he came inside her. They both groaned before his lips crashed into hers, kissing her passionately. "That was… wow."
Olivia smiled and blushed. "You are fantastic," she whispered, kissing him again. "Mm," she broke the kiss. "Should we make a registry?"
Charles chuckled. "Yes, let's." He rolled off of her and both sighed at the loss of contact. Olivia reached for her iPad and opened Amazon, creating a baby registry. "What do you want to register for?"
Olivia looked over at him and smiled. "How about we register for the little things. We can afford a crib and a bassinet. We can afford the big stuff. It feels less tacky if we only register for clothes and bibs and… wipe warmers."
Charles raised an eyebrow. "A wipe warmer?"
Olivia chuckled. "Carisi swears by them. He got one for Rollins when she had Jesse, and for his sister Bella when she had his niece. He'll probably get us one too. Whether we put it on the registry or not." She smiled. "I think this is one party where Mr. And Mrs. Carisi are going to be buying separate gifts."
Charles nodded. "We have the best friends."
Olivia smiled and placed a peck on his lips. "We do." She started scrolling through the baby clothes and various bits and bobs that they may need for Ellie, and made a registry. She then opened her calendar and looked at Charles. "Two weeks? Split the difference of a month?"
Charles ran his hands over her body and smiled. "Sounds perfect."
Olivia smiled and made up some e-vites to send out figuring a Saturday from noon until 2:30 in the afternoon would be a good length of time. She got out her address book and emailed the electronic invitations to everyone she wanted there and then put her iPad back on the nightstand. "Now, cuddle me?"
Charles wrapped his arms around her and ran his fingers over her back, gently soothing. "I will always cuddle you. Close your eyes and take a rest. We can look at cribs and bassinets and all the big stuff we'll need for the nursery when you wake up," he whispered.
Olivia smiled and nuzzled into his chest. "You take a rest too," she whispered groggily. "We both need our rest."
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it! Please take a moment and leave a review, it would be oh so kind. See you soon!
