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| Part 47A **************** �Morning, sleepyhead.� Brushing his bangs away from his forehead, Liz placed an innocent kiss on Max�s forehead. She smiled when he groaned softly, snuggling his naked chest closer to her warm body, seeking the softness and warmth that her luscious body provided. �What time is it?� he asked sleepily, content on finding the most comfortable spot on his wife�s bosom. He had to admit, he was already beginning to feel a smidgen of jealousy towards the new baby. The lucky babe was going to spend hours on end in Liz�s arms just like this, suckling on her breasts greedily. �It�s still early.� She had to bite back a gasp when his stubbly chin brushed against her smooth skin, tickling her. �The kids aren�t even awake yet.� Looking up at her, he peeked open one eye, a sly grin smoothing over his face as he caressed her hips. �Feeling a little frisky this morning?� She let out a full fledged giggle when he started wiggling his eyebrows up and down suggestively. His body was graceful as he slithered over to her side, pinning her down to the bed with his arms flanking her on either side of her body as he held himself over her with his elbows locked. Giving her a boyish grin, he shrugged his shoulders casually. �Maybe.� Biting her lip in excitement over their banter, she pushed her hand forward, cupping the hardening evidence in his pajama pants. �Just maybe?� She asked coyly. She began undoing the drawstring ever so slowly, enjoying the way his chest heaved in labored breathing. If her handsome husband was only �maybe� feeling frisky, she could only anticipate what was to come. And she definitely planned on coming right along with him she thought wickedly. But as it was bound to happen, having two children in the house and another on the way, a loud rapping was heard against their bedroom door. �Momma? Dad?� Max groaned loudly, his face falling into Liz�s breasts dejectedly. The new baby had barely made his or her presence yet, but already, their other babies were intent on interrupting them. �Anyway you can think of getting him to leave?� Acting appalled, Liz pushed Max off of her. �You�re talking about getting rid of our son so you can get lucky?� With his eyes bugging out of his head, Max pointed to his obvious hard on. All he was asking for was ten minutes, five tops. When she gave him an admonishing look as she put on her robe, he pouted like a spoiled brat, his hand clutching his aching groin as he hightailed it to their adjoining bathroom. Grumbling to himself pitifully, he shut the door. �If anyone needs me, I�ll be taking a shower.� He turned back to look at Liz, giving her his patented puppy dog face. �A cold shower.� Liz rolled her eyes at her over dramatic husband. He was acting like he had been deprived when they had only spent most of their day previous, making love. Walking towards the door, she pulled it open, smiling down at Noah�s bed head. �Morning precious.� As if on cue, he yawned loudly, shaking his head as he did so. �No, not good morning.� He nodded his head towards the kitchen downstairs. �Uncle Al is here with coffee. He says he wants to talk to dad.� Scratching his hand over his unruly mass of curly hair, Noah let out another yawn as he walked back to his room. �I�m going back to bed. Wake me when there�s sunlight.� Shutting the door to her bedroom, Liz walked down the stairs carefully as she tied the rope around her robe securely, not knowing what to think about what Noah had just told her. What was Alex doing here so early in the morning? �Alex?� Smiling, Alex held up a fresh thermos of coffee. �Good morning!� �Good morning?� Pulling up a barstool from the breakfast nook, Liz eyed her friend curiously, wondering what he had up his sleeve. �Not that I don�t love you, but what are you doing here so early in the morning?� Alex shrugged, playing it like it was no big deal. He had promised Maria that he was going to find out the goods on the happy couple before she came home from the hospital with the twins. If he didn�t keep to his word and hurricane Deluca was released from the hospital, not even his wife could keep him safe from the wrath that she would no doubt unveil on him. He had a day and half to crack the Evans family before he felt the torture Maria was going to lay on him. �Gabe and Iz were sleeping in the big bed when Nanook joined in, promptly kicking me out of my own bed.� His brow furrowed as he remembered the scene that had taken place this morning in his bedroom and how quick his family was to forget him as they snuggled together under the down sheets. He had pouted like a baby that had had his candy taken away from him, but he knew there were pressing things at hand, that�s why he was here in the Evans� kitchen, bothering the sleeping family. So, he didn�t feel bad about deceiving Liz a little, tiny bit, because after all, what he was saying was true. His family wasn�t going to miss him anytime soon anyway. Imagining the scene in her head, Liz had to stifle a giggle so as not to hurt Alex�s feelings. She knew exactly what it was like when the kids piled into her and Max�s bed as she lay down, not leaving enough room for Max. �Well at least they�re still sleeping, right?� Groaning at the remembrance of Leah�s somewhat bothersome habit of waking up at the crack of dawn to have some cereal, she rubbed her aching back. �I�m actually quite thankful that Leah hasn�t made her presence known yet to complain about her grumbling tummy.� She pointed a finger at Alex as she began a little mother vent to another parent who knew exactly what it was like to have such young children running around the house. �You know this all started when Noah told her that she�s supposed to have three meals a day. Since Max has started teaching her how to count, she counts the number of meals she�s had a day, and if she hasn�t had three, I�m in for a hissy fit. She doesn�t care if it�s in the middle of the night, if she hasn�t gotten that third meal, she is one mean little lady.� Alex laughed at the picture his niece made. He could only image her demanding three meals a day and having a conniption when she didn�t get it. Glancing at the stairs that led to the bedrooms upstairs, he wished now that Leah was awake. Just like her father, she was one tiny little person that couldn�t contain a secret if her life depended on it. He guessed that she received that unfortunate trait from her father. �Speaking of, where is the little darling?� Resting her chin on her open palm, Liz blew a sigh of relief. �Sleeping still. But you know the minute Max is up, she will be too. It�s like she can sense that he�s not dreaming and she wants to spend every minute possible with him.� Hearing the heavy laden footsteps coming down the stairs, Alex knew without a doubt that the man of the house was up. Deciding to try one of the tricks he had planned to out the couple�s little secret, Alex grabbed a mug and poured the coffee he had brought. Handing it to Liz, he said with a grin. �Try this. It�s an Italian mocha roast.� But before he could hand the mug to her, Max had intercepted it, yelling loudly. �NO! Don�t give her that!� Part 47B **************** �NO! Don�t give her that!� Alex tried to hide his triumphant smile behind his hand at Max�s reaction. He had thought that since Max and Liz had yet to say anything to them about the impending pregnancy, that he would have to dance circles around them, trying to trick them into saying something. But just as he had predicted, the father to be was so overprotective of his wife that he was ready to mangle him for offering her a cup of coffee. Oddly touched by the way Max looked, spoiling for a fight, Liz stood up and started rubbing Max�s tense shoulders. She had been so surprised to hear his loud voice that she had glanced at Alex to see if he were alarmed, instead, she saw a glimmer of cockiness in his blue eyes. It hadn�t clicked in her head then, but the pieces were slowly starting to fit together like a puzzle. She had thought it weird that Alex was up so early in the morning offering her coffee, but her sneaky friend was fishing around for information. �Baby, relax.� Liz cooed softly in her husband�s ear, her hands slowly running down his taut muscles of his arms. She kissed him behind his ear, feeling him shudder as she did so. Making a face, Alex covered his eyes with his hands. �Oh man, can�t you guys go five minutes without feeling the need to get all touchy feely?� Counting to five, Max tried to get his breathing under control. The cold shower had done nothing to improve his situation and Liz�s hands were doing nothing to help relieve him. If Alex wasn�t here right now, he probably would have thrown Liz on the kitchen counter and tried to teach her a thing or two about teasing him mercilessly. It felt like his groin was on fire, his whole body burning with arousal. �Please, like you can actually stop giving my sister mooning looks when you think she�s not looking.� He made a gagging sound. �It�s enough to make a person want to gag.� �Ha, ha.� Alex retorted, seeing where Max was headed with this. He had already caught them, but now he wanted to get more concrete information to hand back to his superior. She was very specific about wanting the goods on their friends. If he wanted to be alive to see his son grow up to be a man, he would need to go on. Trying to play it cool, he reached into his pocket, pressing record on the tape recorder Maria had provided him with. He wasn�t kidding when he said Maria was determined. �So what�s the deal with the coffee?� Alex rubbed his chin, acting as nonchalant as he could. Max was about to open his big mouth when Liz smacked him a lingering kiss before squeezing his ass. When he was dazed out of his mind, Liz pushed him in the direction towards the stairs. �Honey, why don�t you wake up the kids. I�m going to start breakfast.� Snapping his mouth open and closed to find something to say to what had just occurred, Max shook his head and just headed up the stairs. Liz sure was acting funny, but he just figured it was her hormones acting up. Seeing as how sensitive she had gotten during her first pregnancy, he didn�t want to upset her. When Max was out of earshot, Liz reached over the table and pinched Alex. �Owie!� He rubbed his arm pitifully as he glared at Liz. Feigning emotional and physical pain, Alex stepped away dramatically. �This is some way to treat your friend who brings you coffee in the morning.� Liz rolled her eyes. �Give it up, Whitman. I know what this little visit is all about.� She folded her arms over her chest. Feeling his Adam�s apple bob dangerously against his throat, Alex took another step back, afraid of what Liz was going to do. Normally, he wouldn�t worry about it, but she was pregnant after all. He had thought about telling her a fib, but he didn�t want to die prematurely in the hands of a hormonally charged pregnant woman. �Just so you know, this is all Maria�s idea. She threatened bodily harm if I didn�t do this.� Almost as if a light bulb was going off in her head, Liz smacked her hand against the table. �I should of known. You�re not clever enough to have thought of this all by yourself.� �Hey!� She shook her head, reaching over to pat his hand. �That�s not what I meant. Fishing around for information isn�t your style. You�re a little more forward. If this was just you, you would�ve just asked me straight out if I was pregnant.� Stuffing his hands in his pockets, Alex shrugged his shoulders as he prayed that the recorder was taping this. �Well, are you?� Just as she nodded, the tape recorder went haywire, almost as if eating the tape. Raising her eyebrow, Liz grabbed his hand and pulled out the tape recorder. �Alex,� she said warningly. Holding up his hands in defeat, Alex looked at Liz apologetically. �That was all Maria. You have no idea how much that woman scares me.� Liz just nodded in understanding as she pointed Alex to the door. �Don�t worry. I believe you. This has Maria written all over it. But you should go home now. I�ll take care of Maria.� She held onto the tape recorder. �And as for this, I�ll be keeping until I figure out how to deal with our good friend.� Gulping, Alex stood by the door, afraid to leave just yet. �You�re not going to tell Maria that I caved, are you?� �I won�t tell her that you cried like a baby,� she grinned. Looking towards the stairs, Alex gulped again, remembering the murderous look in Max�s eyes as he offered Liz coffee. �And Max? You�re not going to let him hurt me, are you? After all, I am the father of his sister�s son.� Liz just smiled. �I won�t let Max kill you, okay.� She stood up and shooed him away. �Now go!� But when he would�ve walked out the door, he grabbed her in a fierce hug, giving her a friendly kiss on the cheek. �Congratulations on the baby, Liz.� �Thanks, Alex.� **************** After being kicked out of his son�s room for trying to wake him up, Max headed for his daughter�s bedroom. Maybe he�d have more luck trying to wake her up. Creeping in, he sat on the edge of her bed as he watched her sleeping. She looked just like Liz, so tiny and precious. Stroking her hair away from her face, he smiled when her long lashes lifted from her rosy cheeks. �Daddy,� she said softly. She turned on her side, her round eyes closing as sleep tried to claim her again. Max kissed her temple as he pulled the sheets up to her chin. �Momma�s making breakfast. You should wake up now and brush your teeth.� Her brow crinkled as she burrowed deeper into the covers as she yawned, fighting to stay awake to converse with her father. �But I jus brushed dem las nite,� she whined. Trying his hardest not to laugh, Max brushed his finger over her chubby fist. �Come puddin�. It�s time to wake up.� In answer to his plea, he heard her snoring softly as her hand squeezed his finger tightly, just as she used to do when she was a baby. His heart swelled in his chest and he knew he couldn�t wait to be a father again. �Ahem.� Turning around, he saw Liz smiling at him seductively from the door. �I got rid of Alex.� Not needing any further invitation, Max pulled his hand from his daughter�s as delicately as he could without waking her. But just as he was about to leave her room, he heard her call out softly to him. �Where you goin�?� He froze when he saw her staring at him. �I was going to check on momma. You can go back to sleep.� She tilted her head to the side as she studied him. �Do I hafta brush my teef?� He grinned at her. �Not yet, puddin�.� She yawned loudly as she stretched her arms high above her head, a smile playing against her pouty lips as she fell back against the covers. �Kay, but don forgit. Tree meals a day, daddy.� Max chuckled softly as he felt Liz drag him away. �I promise, puddin�. Three meals a day.� Part 47C Rated: NC-17 ************** Holding onto Liz�s hips tightly, Max nipped at her jaw hungrily, the morning�s earlier unfulfilled passion bubbling to the surface. He shook with barely unrestrained passion as he rubbed his aching hard on against her soft belly, his words gruff against her lips. �There�s no way you�re getting away from me this time.� Liz smiled against him as she stood on her tiptoes to let her tongue swipe across his full upper lip. She felt him shudder against her and she just grinned as she reached between them to cup his arousal through his pants. Her voice was soft with laughter as her hand rubbed purposefully over the hard bulge in his pants. �You know, we may have to go shopping for some new pants for you.� She licked the column of his throat, her nimble fingers working his zipper down. �You seem to be having constriction problems.� Max groaned against her mouth, pushing her up against the wall, his large hands holding her hips up as he stepped between her creamy thighs. �Liz, please don�t tease me.� He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his trembling hand reaching between their bodies to finger her center through the flimsy material of her panties. Hearing her surprised gasp urged him on, his index finger outlining her nether lips with ease as her wetness seeped through, burning his finger with desire. He suckled the base of her neck, not caring if he left a mark. �Baby, I need to be inside you. I�m so hard, I could come right here.� He thrust his hips forward for emphasis, liking the way Liz bit his lower lip, capturing it between her teeth as she let out a trembling moan. Liz nodded her head, her hand squeezing his cock tightly. Her eyes opened to slits, only fleetingly did she realize that they were still in the hallway. Knowing that their joining would be a rather loud one, she wrapped her delicate thighs over his trim hips, bringing their sexes into contact as she devoured his mouth. �In the bedroom, then inside me.� Max smiled against her lips, his hands reaching around her back to hold the tender cheeks of her ass as he led the two of them into the bedroom. He liked that he could make her lose as much control as she made him lose. Once inside the bedroom, he reached behind him to lock the door securely before running to the bed with the abandon of a teenager. He had to stop in his tracks when he saw Liz on all fours, looking at him enticingly from over her shoulder. Her long hair shadowed her beautiful face as she blushed with her words. �How do you want me?� Reaching inside his open pants, Max took hold of his erection, stroking his length a couple of times, knowing how much Liz enjoyed watching him please himself. He rid himself of his clothes as he climbed onto the bed behind her. Smoothing his hands over her silken thighs, he pulled her underwear down, bringing the wet spot up to his nose for a sniff before letting it fall on the floor. Following her stance, he hiked her skirt up over her waist so that her backside was exposed. He spread her legs farther apart before lying beneath her to sample her sweet nectar. With his thumb poised over her clit, he let the air rush out of his lips to part her curls. �You�re perfect just like this, sweetheart.� Liz thought her knees would buckle when she felt the first swipe of Max�s tongue run over the length of her slit. He was lapping her up like a hungry cat and she was helpless to stop him. Not that she would even try. He had the most talented tongue and fingers. Grabbing the pillow from above her head, she smothered her cry into it as Max brought her to orgasm. She felt herself about to collapse on the bed but instead of hitting the mattress, she felt Max�s strong hands holding her up, the blunt tip of his penis teasing her entrance. Squeezing his hand, she bucked against him. �Max, please.� Max grabbed her chin, forcing her to turn her head to receive his kiss as he shoved his cock deep inside her passage. He swallowed their moans of satisfaction as he began a fast rhythm inside her, his thrusts trying to get as deep inside of her as he could. He could feel her trembling against him, her vaginal muscles swallowing him deliciously. He leaned his forehead against her sweaty back as he pounded into her with abandon. �Liz, Liz. Oh God, you�re so wet.� Hearing the excited timbre of his voice caused her to gush more of her juices, coating his cock until he was just as slick as she was. She knew that her moans were getting out of control, but she didn�t care. She just wanted Max to ram his cock so far inside her that she wouldn�t be able to decipher where he ended and she began. He felt so good inside her body, so hard and thick. Filling her up to complete her. �Don�t stop, don�t stop. Please don�t ever stop.� She repeated the litany over and over again even as she moved her hips to the timing of his. She reached behind her to cup his balls, smiling a grimace when his thrusts took on a desperate rhythm as he tried to lose himself inside her. He pulled her top to the side as he slobbered wet kisses over her shoulders as he whispered raggedly in her ear. �Never, I�ll never stop Liz.� Liz let out a keening moan before her walls contracted over his swollen flesh, coating him with a fresh wave of her essence. Max groaned loudly, sounding as if he was a man on his deathbed as he speared his dick inside of her for a few more hard jabs before shooting his load deep inside her passage. The two of them collapsed in a heap of sweaty limbs on the bed before curling up against one another, whispering loving words of endearments to each other. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to the couple exchanging sloppy kisses on the bed, the tape recorder that was left on the dresser continued to flash it�s red light, signaling the fact that it was recording. Part 47D *~*~*~*~*~*~* Lazily caressing each other while they exchanged languid kisses, Max and Liz basked in the early morning quiet that they were allowed. Moments like these were far and few between so they had to take advantage of situations like this. Because before long, they were going to be blessed with another addition to the family. Smiling a smile only a proud father could bear, Max held his large hand over his wife�s still flat tummy. He was beside himself with the idea that he and Liz had created another beautiful life together. Another child that was going to brighten their lives just like their other children had. With a soft sigh, he lovingly rubbed his hand over her soft skin. �I can�t believe I�m going to be a father again.� He looked up at Liz and gave her an awe filled gaze, his amber eyes sparkling so beautifully. Liz rolled her eyes in jest. �You say that now, but what about those two a.m feedings? And all those diapers?� Max�s happiness would not abate, his eyes showing his wife just how excited he was about this new pregnancy. He shook his head, his smile still lightening up the whole room. �I�ll admit, those weren�t the better moments of having a baby in the house, but think about how great it�ll be to have another little one running around.� His voice almost sounded as if he was singing as he continued. �Can you imagine what Leah will be like as a big sister?� Laughing at the image of her three year old being a role model for her younger sibling was a little hard to picture. Leah had been the �baby� for a long time. She could only imagine how tough that would be for Leah to relinquish that position to someone else even though she claimed that she wasn�t a baby anymore. Liz ran her finger�s through Max�s thick matted hair, breathing in his manly scent. �I think it�s going to be tough for her to get adjusted to having to share all of the attention.� She grinned when she thought about how tightly her daughter had her father wrapped around her little finger long before she was even born. �She�s very territorial, I�m not so sure she�s going to like sharing her daddy.� Max sat up, pulling Liz into his arms as he gave her a kiss on the temple. �Well, I�ll make sure that our little puddin� doesn�t feel like she�s being left out in the dark.� The two of them were quiet for a minute, just content to be in each other�s arms when Liz spoke softly. �Max?� �Hmmm?� He was running his fingers down her long hair, just marveling at how silky it was. �You know, I was thinking about work, and how I�m going to have to go on maternity leave and all,� she paused, letting him take it all in. �Yeah?� He felt tension settle in her shoulders as she continued to talk, so he tried to let her get out whatever she was trying to say without butting in. He squeezed her shoulders in encouragement, wanting her to be able to say anything to him. Liz swallowed hard as she tried to get the words past her throat. �Well, I was thinking, since I�m going to be sitting around all day, that maybe I could work on a hobby, or something.� Max smiled down at her. �That sounds great honey. What�d you have in mind?� Toying with the edge of the comforter, Liz shrugged her shoulders casually. �I don�t know, I was thinking I could write. You know, just short children�s stories or something.� Lifting her up in one fluid motion, Max sat her in his lap so that they were looking into each other�s eyes. �Baby, that sounds wonderful.� He kissed her on the lips. �I�m sure Leah would love to have your stories written down so that I could read them to her.� He chuckled as he thought back to a time when Leah had demanded for him to tell her a story like her momma would, only to be shot down when she kindly told him that his stories were not on her mother�s level of greatness. Still a little apprehensive, Liz whined into his chest. �But what if I�m not any good at it. What if I stink, and I just start stinking up our whole house? Then we�re going to have to move because I�ve made the house stink so bad because of my writing.� Placing a sound kiss on her lips, Max smiled against her mouth. �Liz, relax. I know you�re going to do great.� Liz rolled her eyes, then promptly hit him on the chest. �You�re supposed to say that, you�re my husband.� Max held his hand out in the traditional boy�s scout honor. �I wouldn�t lie to you. Besides, I�ve heard your stories. I believe in you Liz.� With tears welling up in her eyes, Liz pinched him to keep the tears from rolling. �Great, now you�re just putting all of this pressure on me to do well.� Trying his hardest not to laugh at her raging hormones, Max bit his lip. He had learned from their pregnancy with Leah just how sensitive Liz could be. He wasn�t dumb enough to make the same mistakes this time around. Setting her down on the bed, he gave her forehead a kiss before rummaging in his underwear drawer looking for something. �Aha!� He pulled out a black leather bound book, handing it to Liz. Sniffling, Liz ran her hand over her nose. �What�s this?� He shrugged his shoulders and sat on the bed. �Why don�t you open it?� Liz gave him a weary glance before opening the book, her heart stopping in her chest as she recognized her own handwriting. Clutching her hand to her mouth, she gaped at him in shock. �This is my journal.� He gave her a loving smile. �I�m glad you recognize it.� He touched the worn sheets of paper, his fingers rubbing the dog-eared pages, reminiscing about the many times he had stayed up in the wee hours of the morning just re-reading every single word that his wife had written. �I can�t believe you still have this.� Squeezing her hand, he gave her his most sincere look. �It�s my favorite book in the whole world.� �Max.....� He shook his head to stop her from berating herself. �Liz, if you�re not convinced you�re a writer, look at that journal and see it as proof that you are. With every word you�ve written in there, you�ve had me captured as your audience for years.� He gave her his special half smile. �It�s safe to say that as an English teacher, it�s the only book I can read over and over again and not get tired of it.� �Oh, Max....� Liz threw herself at Max, a fresh batch of tears in her eyes. She had been worried about telling him, but she realized now that her fears had been unfounded. If there was anyone in the world that had complete faith in her, it was her husband. �I love you.� Just as they were about to kiss, they were startled apart by the sound of the tape recorder shutting off. Max went to the dresser holding up the tape recorder. �What the hell?� Back Next |