Title: The Big Decision

  Authors: Shelby ([email protected]) and Alex ([email protected])

  Rating: NC-17

  Category: Romance

  Disclaimer: Not ours.

 

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  It had been a long time since Evelyn had been up in the attic and it was now she remembered why she didn't venture up to the third level of their house anymore. She coughed at the dusty nature of the large room as she made her way toward the back. One of her closest friends was going to have a baby and she was going to go through some of Alex's old things to see if there was anything Anna could use. It took a few minutes, but she finally found the crates that she wanted and pried open the first one. She smiled as she lifted out an old carved camel. He had wheels on him and she remembered how much Alex had loved him.

 

  Rick had just brought Alex home from school that afternoon and after making him a quick meal, he went off in search of Evelyn. She wasn't in the study, the parlor or their bedroom, but he did notice the steps that led up to the old attic were down. Guessing that was where she was, he began his ascent, climbing up into the musty old room. He spotted his wife crouched over at the far end and he walked over to her. "There you are," he said, sitting down next to her.

 

  She had laid out a few things, mostly baby clothes she knew she needed to give away to someone who could use them. "Here I am," she said and wiped away a tear. She had forgotten about how nice it was to have a baby around. Granted, the first few months were rocky, but once they had gotten the hang of things, having Alex around was nice.  "I was just getting some of this out for Anna, she's having another baby," she said, trying to hide the fact that she had been crying a little.

 

  He looked down at some of Alex's old things, a few old toys and some clothes. "Hard to ever think he was that small," he said softly. He picked up the little camel. "Hey, I remember this! He got so upset when one of the wheels came off and I tried to fix it for him, only he was crying so hard that he wouldn't let it go." He smiled at the memory. It was then that he noticed something was wrong with his wife. "Hey, are you all right?" he asked in concern, gently rubbing her back. 

 

  She took in a deep shuddering sigh. "I'm fine," she replied, though her heart was aching and she wasn't sure why. She felt more tears fall down her face and wiped them away, trying to open another box and when she couldn't she started to sob uncontrollably.

 

  He gently took the box away from her and pulled her into his arms, rocking her. "You can't be all that fine if you're crying," he said softly, kissing her forehead. "Tell me what's wrong, honey." He ran his hands up and down her back soothingly, pressing small kisses to her face.

 

  She let his arms and his touch sooth her and took in a few breaths. "I suppose I just realized how much I missed it when Alex was a baby. He's growing so fast, Rick and he's always ready for new adventure. I can hardly keep up with him," she told him. She wasn't sure what she was trying to get at and it frustrated her even more. "I love my job, but something seems to be missing," she added and leaned against him, closing her eyes.

 

  "What seems to be missing?" he asked, concerned. He moved back a little so that his back was resting against the wall and he cradled her closely, running his fingers through her hair. He knew what she meant about Alex growing up quickly though, it had barely seemed like ten minutes since they had brought him back from the hospital.

 

  She sighed. "I don't know, Rick. We have everything we need, a nice home, never a worry about money, a wonderful healthy son, what more could we want? And yet I still feel like there is something else we need. I'm just being silly." She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tight, then stood up, wiping the residual tears away from her cheeks. "Well, I think this is about all Anna is going to get," she said of the gowns and sleepers she had gathered for her friend. "What sounds good for dinner?" she asked ready to change the subject.

 

  He got to his feet and followed her over to the stepladders. He tilted her chin, making her look up at him. "Something's bothering you, I know it is," he told her. "You're not being silly at all, I just want to know why you seem so upset is all." He stared at her, hoping she would open up to him.

 

  When he looked at her with those eyes, she had a hard time ever hiding things from him and she decided getting this notion she had out in the open might help. "I suppose it's just all this talk of Anna and her baby has made me realize that maybe...maybe we should try to have another one," she said looking up at him. "I know, tell me I've gone utterly mad," she muttered, expecting he would say that at the very least.

 

  He chuckled softly at that. "Honey, you always seemed a little mad to me," he teased. He stopped when she gave him a dirty look. "Seriously, you really think we should have another child?" He wasn't against the idea at all; in fact he rather liked it. He paused, lost in thought for a moment and a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. His arms made their way back round her waist and he squeezed her gently.

 

  She reveled in his touch and sighed with relief. "Do you really want to go through all that again? My mood swings and me? The three or four times a night we had to get up for Alex, diaper changes, temper tantrums?" she asked, though to her, all of that sounded wonderful. She figured she was definitely loosing her mind.

 

  "I think I consider myself somewhat of an expert when it comes to your mood swings," he grinned. "And hey, sleep is overrated anyway." He kissed her forehead. "Maybe we should try for another baby. It's been nine years." He smiled, nuzzling her hair.

 

  She lifted her head to look at him. "I think that sounds nice.  Though if we are going to work on having another baby, I think our room might be a little more comfortable than this place," she informed him, though she made no effort to move away from him. Her hand reached up and caught the back of his head, pulling him down to so that their lips connected in a very powerful and passionate kiss.

 

  He moaned into her mouth, guiding her a little so that her back was against the wall. When he broke free from the kiss, they were both breathless. "I say we try for a baby right here," he murmured, lowering his head so that his lips could reach her neck, kissing and nibbling gently. "Besides, we've never done it in the attic before," he said, laughing softly.

 

  She moaned as his lips caressed her skin and she moved her hands from around his back to his pants. "I think that sounds good," she said as she unbuckled his belt. She pulled that off and tossed it to the side, then worked at the buttons. He was very aroused so she took great care getting the zipper down, and then pushed his pants down. She cupped him, then let go and pressed closer to him, rubbing against him. "I need you," she said through a moan.

 

  He groaned in reply, his lips capturing hers again in another desperate kiss as his hands went to her blouse, his hands shaking as he began to unfasten the tiny little buttons. Once that was done, he undid the front clasp of her bra, not waiting to get it off before his hands set to work squeezing her breasts, rubbing his thumbs over her stiff nipples. 

 

  She cried out at the intense pleasure of his touch upon her breasts and her hand had freed his penis from the confines of his boxers. She stroked him gently, wanting to build his pleasure. "Rick... oh god, Rick, touch me," she murmured, needing his hands on her center, wanting that more than anything.

 

  He could never refuse anything she wanted, not when she asked him like that and one of his hands traveled down her body to slip inside the waistband of her long skirt and into her panties. He pushed the material down and off her hips, his fingers seeking out the core of her wetness and rubbing over her clit.

 

  She pushed against his hand and cried out for him, not caring how loud she got.  Her hand around his penis grew tighter and her movements faster, not even thinking to join them. "Oh, Rick, I love you," she said and rubbed her face against his chest licking over him to give him maximum pleasure.

 

  "Aren't I supposed to be getting you pregnant?" he gasped, sinking two fingers inside of her, finding her more than ready for him. He continued to rub his thumb over her clit as his fingers pumped in and out of her, but suddenly, he pulled them out. He licked away her moisture and reluctantly removed her hand from his cock, guiding it towards her entrance.

 

  She cried out at the loss of her hand on him and then his fingers from within her, but that was only momentary. Once she felt his penis pushed against her, she pressed closer to him, which allowed him entry. "I want another baby now," she moaned and pulled his head down to hers, demanding another one of his breath taking kisses.

 

  He thrust his hips so that he pushed inside her all the way, his sounds of pleasure lost in her mouth. He began a steady rhythm, pulling out of her almost all the way before slamming back into her. He tore his lips from hers for a moment to fill his lungs with air before diving back into her mouth, his tongue imitating the movements of his lower body.

 

  Her body tightened around him and she held tightly to him, rubbing her hands up and down his back, moving her fingernails in circles over his skin. She pulled her mouth away from his to catch her own breath, then moved his neck, kissing and licking his skin. "Oh, Rick, you feel so good," she moaned as her lips moved against his ear. She blew in it and nipped his lobe before starting to suckle on it.

 

  "Ohhh, you feel better," he groaned, letting his head fall to the side. His ears were very sensitive places and she damn well knew it. He panted hard as he pounded into her, his eyes shut tight. He began moaning her name, completely lost in the pleasures of her body. One of his hands began to make its way back to her breast, tugging on the nipple and pinching it hard.

 

  She cried out, clenching her inner muscles around his hard flesh, gasping as her time of completion was nearing. She moved her mouth back to his and kissed him, pulling his head close to hers to deepen the kiss and moaning into his mouth as her walls began to tighten and contract in a powerful orgasm.

 

  He groaned loudly when he felt her inner muscles contract around his cock as she came and he bucked his hips into her a couple more times. His body tightened and he reached his climax, calling out her name as he spilled his seed inside of her. After that, he held her close, breathing hard and trembling, trying his best to keep them both upright.

 

  She had a difficult time catching her breath after all that, but once she did, she lifted her head for another kiss. "Do you think we made a baby?" she asked hoping that they had now that they had decided she was ready for another little one to hold in her arms.

 

  He grinned, leaning down to nuzzle her nose with his. "Hmm, I sure hope so," he told her. "But you know, we can always keep trying. This isn't such a chore." His lips found hers in a gentle kiss and he shifted his hips a little, moaning in regret when he slipped out of her body. 

 

  She moaned with him and rubbed her thighs together, feeling sticky. "We could always try again when we take a bath," she told him as she moved away, putting her shirt back on and pulling her underwear and skirt back up. "I'll race you," she said and before he could think to reply, she was gone.

 

  "Hey, no fair!" he protested, pulling up his pants and boxers, struggling to get them fastened, suddenly wondering why the hell he ever bothered wearing a belt. He made his way after her, almost tumbling down the ladder in his haste to catch up with her, shaking his head in bemusement as he went.