CHAPTER 152
CHAPTER 152
POV MATTHEW
"How’s our little boy doing?" I ask with my hand on her belly, and she smiles.
"He’s fine. Our girl. I already told you it’s a girl, I can feel it," she says, smiling.
"That’s why it’s hard not knowing the sex. We’re always guessing."
"That’s true. There are moments when I’m sure it’s a girl, others when I’m sure it’s a boy… I’m super anxious." I caress her beautiful face, smiling. "But if you want, at the next appointment we can ask to find out the sex."
"Of course not, my love. Boy or girl, they’ll be very welcome and deeply loved. Let’s wait and find out at the birth." She gives me a quick kiss. "Love, did you take your medicine today?" she asks, and I nod.
When it comes to medicine, Elizabeth always forgets, and many times she simply doesn’t take it. She’s been taking vitamins and the medication to control her blood pressure, which started to rise a little now at the final stretch of the pregnancy.
"I'm going to take a shower. Do you want to come with me?" I ask, looking at her.
"Only if you give me a bath," she says in a whiny, playful tone.
"I’ll do whatever you want," I say, standing up. "I’ll bathe you, cuddle you, bite you, massage you…" she smiles. "I’ll give you the full service." I head to the bathroom to prepare a delicious bath.
I finish preparing our bath and go back to the bedroom. She’s sitting on the bed reading something on her phone and smiling.
"If it’s a good joke, I want to read it too," I say, smiling, and she looks at me.
"It’s not a joke," she says, placing the phone down and walking toward me. "I was just talking to William." She hugs me, but I pull back a little and look at her.
"What was he saying that had you smiling so much?" I ask, curious—and honestly a little jealous.
"Are you jealous, Matthew?" she asks with a teasing tone, squeezing my cheeks while I make an annoyed face. "He just sent you a hug, congratulated me on the pregnancy, wished us happiness, and told me a bit about how things are going for him." She rests her hands around my neck.
"Tell him I send a hug back, and that I wish him the same… and that I miss him terribly," I say, the last part full of irony. She bursts into laughter. "Okay, now let's go to the bathroom." I take her hand, and we go together.
While she takes off her clothes, I take off mine. After undressing, she stops to look at herself in the mirror.
"Love," she calls, and I look at her.
"Do you still feel desire for me? Do you still feel attracted to my body?" she asks seriously as she looks at herself, and I start smiling.
"Just like the first day." I step behind her and wrap my arms around her. "You haven’t changed at all, and this pregnancy is making you even hotter. I would never stop wanting you, especially now when you're carrying the fruit of our love. What’s growing in this belly is love—only love—that grows a little more every day." I say while looking into the mirror.
And then I feel our baby move for the first time. He or she had never moved for me before—unlike Elena, who would move the second I got close.
"Love… it moved," she says, smiling through tears, and I’m smiling like an idiot.
I turn her toward me, kneel down, and begin kissing her belly. The baby keeps moving.
"Hi, my love… it’s Daddy," I say, kissing her belly. "Daddy is so excited to see your little face, to hold you, and to give you so much love." I speak in a playful childlike voice, and Elizabeth laughs.
(...)
I hold her hand and help her into the bathtub. After she sits, I get in too, facing her. She starts sliding her feet slowly across my chest. I hold them, start massaging them, and then begin kissing them.
"Come here… sit on me," I say, motioning for her to sit on my lap, and she smiles with that wicked little grin.
God, that smile drives me crazy.
I help her move closer, and carefully she sinks down onto my hard length. She sits facing me, eyes locked on mine. We start kissing, and she grinds slowly, deliciously…
She moans as she moves, and I kiss her neck, biting lightly at her jaw. With one hand on the back of her neck and my fingers tangled in her hair, I bite her lips, then devour her mouth in a deep kiss. My tongue invades her mouth, and she sucks on it eagerly while riding me faster. She trembles and comes hard, moaning uncontrollably. Her moans drive me insane. She grinds again, and I come deep inside her.
(...)
After our bath, we get dressed in something comfortable and go down for dinner. We eat, and then we head to the TV room to spend some time with Elena.
"I think it’s past time for a certain little girl to go to sleep," Elizabeth says, smiling and tickling Elena, who bursts into giggles. "Carly, you can go rest. We’ll stay with her now, and I’ll put her to bed."
"Alright. Good night, excuse me," Carly says politely before leaving.
We sit down—one on each side—and Elena sits between us as we watch a kids’ movie.
"Daddy, why is Mommy’s belly so big?" Elena asks, staring at Elizabeth’s belly before looking at me for answers. Elizabeth smiles.
"Daddy and Mommy already explained to you that you’re going to have a little brother or sister growing inside Mommy’s belly," I say gently, and she looks at us with wide, surprised eyes.
"And how did he get in there? He’s not going to leave?" she asks, her eyes full of curiosity.
I look at Elizabeth for help, but she lowers her head, puts her hand on her forehead, and starts laughing silently, leaving me alone in this mess.
"Remember the flowers Uncle Dan planted in the garden?" — she nods — "Well, they were planted there with a tiny little seed. And that’s how the baby in Mommy’s belly started too: from a beautiful little seed called love. It was planted in Mommy’s belly, and your little brother or sister started growing there. And just like you, this baby is a gift from God."
"So… God is a gardener like Uncle Dan?" she asks, intrigued.
"No, sweetheart… actually, God gave me the seed, and Daddy planted it," I say with a smile, and Elizabeth bursts into laughter.
"And how is he going to get out of there?" she asks, pointing at Elizabeth’s belly.
"At the right time, God will send an angel to help bring the baby out, and we’ll fill this baby with kisses and love."
"Can I plant a seed in me too, Daddy?" Elena asks, curious, and my eyes widen.