*STEF*

Between therapy, the baby which we recently found out to be a girl and the memorial service for Collin, I need Lena more than ever. She has been such a rock for me, and I can honestly say that the broken pieces of my heart are finally on the mend. Tonight, I want to show her just how much she means to me...show her in a way that can't be said with words or song. As cheesy as it sounds, I smile every time I see her face, and my heart begins to race when I feel even a simple touch of her fingers or as she brushes past me.

Having been married to her now for almost five years, it still feels new and fresh, and if possibly, deeper. "Hey," I whisper as I walk into our room. She's currently laying on her side reading as usual before we sleep. I look down at her curls sprawled out on the pillow, and reach out to run my forefinger down her entire arm.

She looks up at me with a small smile on her face as she closes the book on her fingers holding her spot. "Hey, yourself."

"Whatcha doing, sweets?" I ask in a sultry, low voice as I sit on the edge of the bed.

She giggles softly, "Well, I'm reading this pregnancy book, and I'm finding out more and more what to expect during labor! Did you know that there is bound to be some hostility in the delivery room?"

I laugh at this as I reach over and take the book from her. "Give me that!"

"Stef! You lost my place!" She sits up, protesting.

I hold it out of reach as she playfully tries to get it. "Down, woman...I see a whole lot of hostility happening right here!"

Her face is flushed making her even more desirable as I drop the book, and she breathlessly asks, "What happens to people who are hostile?"

"Well," I quickly move her so she is laying flat on her back as I half hover over her and whisper, "They need to be taught a lesson or two..."

She giggles again as I watch her chest rise and fall in anticipation. She reaches up and grips the back of my neck as she breathes, "Stef..."

"Mmm, I'm right here, baby..." I whisper as I lean in and begin sucking softly on her neck, making my way to her pulse point. I feel the pull between us, something that has always been there but has lain dormant for quite some time now. Quickly sitting up, I unbutton my plaid shirt before tossing it off to the side. I keep eye contact as I kneel up on my knees and slowly remove my tank, leaving me in my bra and jeans.

Her eyes darken as she sits up on her elbows, smiling at me softly. "Baby..."

"Hmmm?" I respond as my jeans come off next, and after they are on the floor, my panties quickly follow as I lean forward and my hand runs down between her breasts. "What's taking you so long?" My necklace dangles between us as her breath catches, and I quickly help her undress. As I lay my body softly on top of hers, I moan as our skin makes contact. I never thought I would get to feel her like this again...ever.

Burning lips meet desire, goosebumps flood my body as our hands touch anywhere we can at this time. Her moans meet mine as I find my fingers grabbing handfuls of her curls, and our tongues glide easily over each others. I gasp for air as does she, and she lifts her head slightly as her fingers grip my neck and hair, "Stef, don't stop...fuck, I missed you..." I'm already in a daze as our bodies begin moving in one fluid motion, and the bed begins to rock with our rhythm.

My tongue runs down her jawline and down behind her ear as I whisper, "Tell me what you want..." She grunts as her fingers dig into the skin on my back, and I nip her earlobe.

"Fuck me...shit...just fuck me..." Fingernails dig into my skin now and painfully down my back which makes me come alive as I begin devouring her, missing everything about her: her scent, the way she moans my name, the way she clings to me and begs, the way her pubic hair curls and is so soft and wet as I run my fingers softly, feeling her, inhaling sharply.

"Lena...baby," I moan as my lips and tongue moves across her collarbone, and my fingers push against her clit, moving in such a way, her hips begin to move. I know she needs and wants more, but I want this to last. Yes, I know we can go on for hours, but rediscovering this woman in my arms is my whole goal tonight.

As I begin licking and sucking on her erect nipples, I feel her fingers smoothing my hair back and slightly tugging on it as her moans deepen and increase in intensity. "Stef! I need you!" She pants desperately as I make my way down her stomach, worshiping every inch of her womb that is holding our child. "Mmmmm, my love," I croon as my tongue swirls around her naval then lower to her pubic bone. I make a kind of big deal out what I do next, pushing her legs open a little wider as I kiss and run my tongue on her inner thighs. I smile between kisses as I feel her legs begin to tremble, and my hands move slowly down following my tongue and lips. I then breathe in her scent and moan deeply as I look up, and her eyes are open watching me.

Smiling, I take my first taste and as I continue to taste her, I keep eye contact until she's so lost in a fog, her head tilts back and she moans my name loudly. It's now that I concentrate on what I know she loves: long licks, swirls, sucking and kissing her clit. I run my tongue all the way down to her ass then dig into her opening as she grips the sheets beneath her caramel body, and her hips buck. I feel her begin to shake, and I pull back and begin kissing her inner thighs again only to be met with a loud groan, "Stef...noooo..."

"No, what, baby? Tell me..." I smile as I move to move my wet center up her thigh. I sit up as I begin rocking needing release, and just looking at her body, I could cum any moment. But I stop as I quickly thrust three fingers deep and hard into her as she cries out my name. I kiss her body like never before, marking her wherever I can, moving my fingers in and out, curling them to hit her spot.

"Stef...Stef...STEFFFF!" she cries as I feel her pulling my hair and she tumbles into ecstacy. I keep pushing into her, keeping my fingers curled as she rides it out and grips my wrist hard. "Enough..." She mumbles, and I smile as I pull out we resume our kissing: slowly, deeply, hungrily.

We resume making love for a couple of hours until, we finish with her making me cum so hard, I almost stop breathing. As we lay here like newly weds, bodies close, legs tangled, I run my fingers through her curls. "Are you ok?" I murmur against her temple.

"Completely...are you?" she makes sure to check in as well as she hugs me harder.

I trace her shoulder as I pull back slightly to look in her chocolate eyes that get me every single time. "I couldn't be happier, my love...I've missed you so...much," My voice cracks and she leans in to kiss my falling tears.

"Shhhh, don't cry, my sweet love," she whispers as she moves us so I'm on my back and she's looking in my eyes fully. "I want you to know that I plan on showing you for the rest of our life just how much I adore you, Stefanie Marie Adams Foster. You light up every day of my life, and I don't tell you enough. Thank you for going to therapy with me. Thank you for going to work every day and for putting so much passion into it. Thank you for loving me...Because I was so damn lost without you...without you beside me at night...without hearing your soothing voice on those dark days..." She is now crying softly, and I reach out to grab her arms and pull her nearly on top of me so I can hug her as tightly as I possibly can without crushing her.

"Lena, I don't tell YOU enough, thank you for doing this...for loving me, for closing the gap and getting me to talk to you again...for getting us to therapy...for forgiving me...for..for carrying our little girl!" We begin kissing again as another wave of passion takes over. I plan on fulfilling every desire of this woman if its the last thing I do, and I'll never ever grow tired of doing it.