: : Summary : : This is the follow-up to the marriage of Rick and Evelyn, that I wrote. She is pregnant but in the early stages, and this story is just life of them as a married couple
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It really wasn�t until late her fifth month, when Evelyn was showing enough to have to get new cloths, and what felt the most comfortable were long dresses. Despite her husbands worry, though he supported her, she was still working at the museum, but not doing as much with the more difficult tasks, such as unloading heavy objects from shipments they got in from the British Museum, and other museums around the world. Today was rather hot, and humid ,and as she sat writing, she felt her baby moving around. Lately it seemed to be doing acrobatics. She sighed.
�What are you doing in there?� she asked her belly. Evelyn rubbed her hand over her tummy, in an effort to calm her baby, and in a few minutes it stopped moving about, and she was able to get back to her work, which today was cataloging some new artifacts which had arrived from the Museum in London. When she finished with that she stood, and stretched, noticing that it was past time to go home for lunch.
�Is that why you were moving around?� Sighing, she got her purse, about to head out, when Rick came in with a basket, and a blanket.
�I was about to come home,� Evelyn said, as he set down the supplies and came over to her, gathering her in his arms for a kiss.
�Hmm, I guessed you would forget, so I decided we should just have a little picnic out in the back today.� She smiled. Rick spoiled her, and she loved him for that. They went out one of the side doors, and in the back of the Museum was a little courtyard, with a small garden, a perfect spot for a picnic.
�So what did you and Jonathan do this morning?� she asked, as she took a bite of fresh bread.
�Not too much. Jonathan was still asleep when I left to come, here, and I found a job of sorts for myself,� he said. neither of them had to work, but habit was hard to break.
�What sort of a job?� she asked, glad he had finally found something that would make him feel useful.
�A guide. One of the resorts wants someone who will take their tourists around the city, and to some of the ancient cities like Thebes, and the pyramids. I know it will take me away from you, but the longer tours aren�t supposed to be done all that often.� She sighed, and he took her hand in his.
�I miss adventure,� she told him. Because of the baby, she had been very careful not to do too much, but that was hard for her. She was used to adventure, and was eager to do something with her skills, as and Archaeologist, and Egyptologist. He pulled on her, and she got up and came over to him, and he eased her down in between his legs, and held her close.
�You could always go with me,� he said nuzzling her neck. She tilted her head to the side, giving him better access to her neck, and her ear, and Rick took full advantage of that. He nipped lightly at the soft flesh there, and Evelyn gasped. When his mouth worked its way up to her ear, the sensation sent a shutter through her body. He kissed down to her shoulder, pushing the soft fabric of her dress away, exposing more skin to his mouth. Evelyn was doing all she could not to cry out, for her body responded to his touch almost immediately, and she wanted more, now.
�Rick, we need to stop,� she breathed not wanting this to end. He eased away from her and she gasped, her body aching at the loss of his touch. When he lifted her into his arms and his mouth came down on hers, she forget about being in a fairly public place, and kissed him back. Her tongue met his, in a dance of sorts, then she pushed her way into his mouth getting his taste. She felt him ease her back on a soft blanket, and then he moved away. For a moment she was puzzled, then she heard voices. She took some deep breaths, and composed herself, and in a moment she and Rick were sitting calmly eating the rest of their lunch, as a young couple came back smiling, and nodded at them before going on in to the garden.
�I guess we should save that for home?� Rick asked.
�Yes, I�m pretty much finished here for the day, if you don�t have any plans.� He grinned at her, that cute boyish grin that was all his own, and his weapon at times. She loved his grin, and when they were ready, she went in, and told Robert she was leaving for the day, then they headed to their home.
When they arrived home, he led her upstairs.
�You have to close your eyes,� he told her.
�All right,� She did, and when they were closed, and he was sure they were, he led her to the first room, one that at one time had been her old room, as a child. Once they were inside, he led her to a Rocking chair and helped her sit down.
�Open them.� She did and gasped. The whole room had been re-done. There was still her old bed, and allot of the same stuff she had always had in here, but there were some additional things. Aside from her furniture, over against the other wall, opposite her bed was a baby crib, one made of solid oak, which she knew hadn�t come cheep. The chair she sat in was here when she was little, but fixed. It was a Victorian style rocking chair, and comfortable. She stood and looked in the crib finding a cute little stuffed bear, and some blankets folded neatly.
�Oh Rick I love it,� she told him as she came to him, and hugged him.
�I�m not done showing you yet,� he said as he led them from that room to theirs. Their room had undergone a few changes as well. At the end of their bed was a cradle, one that was on hinges, that swung when it was pushed. There was also another rocking chair, and she couldn�t hold back the tears.
�I love you,� she told him as they hugged again. He pulled he closer, not afraid to be interrupted this time, and ready to start where they had left off at the Museum. When the kiss drove the breath from them, and both of them were weak with desire, Rick lifted her into his arms and carried her over to the bed. Gently he placed her on the mattress, and, all without breaking the kiss. He moved over her, his legs on either side of her body, and gently he moved his lips away from her mouth, and down her neck. His hands worked with the dress, pushing it up above her belly, then he had free access to her soft smooth legs. She moaned as his hands reaked havoc on her inner thighs, rubbing and pinching her there, moving ever closer to the soft thatch of curls. He moved lower, and replaced the exploring of his hands with his mouth.
�Oh Rick, I need you to touch me,� she breathed. He licked up her legs, and, got just close enough to touch her where she wanted but held off. He loved her, but he also liked taking his time. He moved up to her belly and rubbed his face there. Evelyn cried out, reaching her hands down to pull on his head, wanting him at her lips. Gently he moved her hands away, and continued up her body, pushing the dress up higher, above her breasts which were now exposed to his gaze. He eased her to sit up and pulled the dress the rest of the way off of her body, then eased her down. She reached out and pulled his head to hers, kissing him deeply wanting more, wanting to end the ache that was in the center of her stomach. As she kissed him her hands worked fast to undo his shirt, and push that off of him. He sighed, loving it when she touched him, then groaned when her hand brushed lower to his erection which was pushing painfully against the soft material of his pants. She carefully unbuttoned him, and moved the zipper down. Rick not being a patient man, stood, and took the rest of his cloths off, then laid on his side, and rolled her to face him. He kissed her again, and at the same time pulled her waste closer to his, and used his other hand to guide his penis into her soft warmth. Evelyn moaned in his mouth, loving being with him, loving how he made her feel when he was inside of her. His movements in and out of her warmth, to start ,were slow, and with each entry she cried out, not in pain, but in pure pleasure. Rick released her mouth, and moved lower to her neck, nuzzling her there a moment, then down to her breasts. He licked over each of them, and she cried out louder, at both the sensation of his wet tongue over her nipples, and his thrusts into her core. He moved his hand to her firm bottom and held her there speeding up the motion of his thrusts, pushing in to her as deep as he could go. It was more difficult to make love, now that she was beginning to show more. However, that only made it necessary to come up with creative ways of doing things. He eased out of her and she cried out.
�Oh Rick don�t leave me.� He kissed her lips.
�I�m not leaving you, trust me.� He helped her sit up with him, and eased her onto her stomach, then lifted her lower half up so that she was basically in a crawling position. This was new to her, and she let him guide her in this. He got two of the pillows and placed them in front of her.
�Rest you head there, and trust me.� She did what he told her to do, and he moved behind her, kneeling on his knees first. His entry caused her to cry out, because she had not expect this, and from this angle there was more of a rubbing sensation. He leaned over her then, once his flesh was sheathed inside of her, and placed his hands at each side of her, so that he was lightly pressing down on her, but not enough to hurt her. With one hand, he reached under her and began to massage her belly rubbing his hand over her, causing her breathing to come in short gasps. He kissed her back, and rubbed his face against her, and it wasn�t long before he felt her softness tighten around his penis, squeezing him, making his movements go at a faster pace. He wrapped one arm around her middle holding her stable, so that she didn�t have to exert any effort, and when he felt her folds start to spasm with her climax he thrust into her two more times until his followed hers. He rolled them to their side so that he lay behind her, his penis still inside of her.
�Oh Rick, that was wonderful,� she said barely able to speak.� He nuzzled her neck.
�I thought so,� he admitted. He reached down and pulled the blanket up over them, then they fell into a restful sleep.
Neither were sure how much time had passed, and at some point during the night, Evelyn had turned in her husbands arms so that she was facing him. Her belly was pressed against his chest, and he came awake as he felt something poking at him. Rick opened his eyes looking down, and realized it was his child. He smiled, and reached down putting his hand were his baby was moving, and got a definite response. At feeling his hand on her belly Evie woke up.
�Our baby woke me up,� Rick informed her, as he rubbed a hand over her belly. She smiled.
�I�ve gotten so used to the movements, that I don�t even realize that its in there, half the time.� The she gasped as she got kicked or hit right in the ribs.
�All right, this little one decided to prove me wrong,� He grinned, and continued to rub her belly.
�Then I guess its a boy, all little boys like to defy what their mommas tell them,� He said, grinning at her. Evelyn ran her hand through his hair.
�It could be a daughter. Girls can be just as unpredictable� He felt the baby settling down, and continued to rub her there.
�What should we call this one if its a boy?� Rick asked her.
�I�ve always loved the name Alexander.� He thought a moment.
�Alexaander O�Connell, that has nice ring to it,� he admitted as she scooted closer. Rick lay on his back and she rested her head on his chest.
�What about girls?� Evie asked him, looking up at him.
�Hmm,� He hadn�t though up any girls names that he liked.
�We could call her Alexandra, if its a girl,� he said. She shook her head.
�Well lets see, Angel?� Again she shook her head, and he sighed, rubbing his hand over her back.
�Catherine, Christina,� he tried, and she smiled.
�Christina would be pretty for a girls name,� Evelyn told him. So it was settled, if it was a boy, it would be Alexander, and if it was a girl it would be Christina. With at least that issue solved, and the baby settled, Rick and Evelyn drifted back to sleep, his hand over her belly in a protective hold, and she felt safe, and loved right where she was.