The bedroom was just beginning to fill with the watery light of dawn. Tints of rose, gold and lavender began to spread across the quilted covers on the bed. Arianna's internal alarm clock was beginning to nudge her awake but she kept her eyes closed in an attempt to prolong her dreamy sleep.
She stirred in silent protest when her stomach lurched from nausea. In an effort to control it she concentrated on the memories of Mark loving her the night before. He had been exquisitely tender; taking her up and over more times then she could count before he finally came to her for his own release. She smiled and stretched, making sure to rub against the warm flesh that she was draped over.
When she opened her eyes she studied Mark's face. He looked good to her, as strong and warm as her memories of the last year. She had been grateful when she was dropped into his life, but she was blessed that he was still in her life as her husband. But it was her stomach that reminded her that she would also be blessed with his child. She leapt from the bed in a mad dash for the bathroom.
Mark's heart wrenched as he listened to her retching. She had tried her best these last few weeks to keep it from him, but whenever she was away from him for more then a few minutes he always woke up reaching for her. It hadn't taken long to figure out what was going on.
He eased out of the bed and quietly padded over to stand outside the bathroom door. He was wearing nothing but a lazy grin when she opened the door. "Just a touch of the stomach flu eh?" he asked before trailing a finger over the slope of her breast.
"I thought so, until two weeks ago. I'm over a week late now as well." There was uncertainty in her voice. She wanted him to be as desperately happy as she was, but they had never discussed children in any great detail. She could only hope. She heard the rumble of his laugh before he reached out and grabbed her to swing her around in a circle.
"Hmmm god I love you." He whispered before his mouth covered hers in a deep tender kiss. "Now I really have everything a man could ever want." Mark smiled approvingly as he cupped her chin. His thumb brushed over her lips before coming up to trace the dark smudges under her eye.
"You're not getting enough sleep..."
"Well whose fault is that?" she asked before catching the pad of his thumb with her teeth and licking away the marks.
"I guess I have to take the blame for some of it." He murmured as he carried her back to bed. "As for your early morning praying sessions, that's all the little one's fault." His hands began to caress her from head to toe. Her breasts were already hard crowns from his earlier ministrations. "Hmm I hope it won't last much longer. I prefer it when you wake me up." Her breath caught when he took a nipple into his mouth to suckle on it. She moaned when his hand slid between her thighs and brushed against her. She was petal soft and moist like morning dew from his suckling.
His fingers traced the outer folds of her, teasing her to arch against him. Her body visibly shuddered when his finger slid slowly and deeply into her. He slowly moved his finger over the folds insider her until he found just the right spot to concentrate on. Her fingers threaded into the soft silky strands of his hair to hold him close to her. Smiling to him self, Mark repeated the long, gliding caresses over and over until she tightened around him and cried out.
"It never ceases to amaze me how easily you come for me." He whispered against her lips. His breath sucked in when Arianna's hands slid over his belly to bury her fingers in the coarse hair that surrounded his already hard shaft. He groaned when her fingers closed around him, stroking and loving him from base to tip.
The threads of his control began to snap when her nails scraped over him with excruciating care. "Arianna." He whispered to her as he sank into her wet warmth. He drank in her cries, his pace quickening with every breath. "Oh god... I'm not going to last long love."
"It always amazes me how fast you can recover after..." She panted before catching his bottom lip between her teeth.
"Hmm good point, but I want to see you come again." His hand slipped between their bodies to find her clit. Her body began to shimmer with moisture as he circled the violently sensitive nub. His wet fingertips plucked at her until he began to feel her grip around him like a vise.
"Now! Mark, I need you to move now!" She pulled at his hips, her fingernails sinking into the hard flesh while her hips pushed up against him trying to get what she wanted. Mark withdrew from her completely; just leaving his blunt tip nestled in her soft folds. "No!" she cried. Her eyes were pleading with him to come back to her then suddenly went cloudy when he pushed her over the edge.
As her body was bucking from the unbelievable orgasm he drove into her to the hilt. She screamed and bit his shoulder as he pumped into her. His control broke completely when she begged him to go harder. He thrust into her over and over until the rush of orgasm swept through him.
He cried out hoarsely as his lean body arched violently against hers. The sound of a hoarse sob broke from him as he began to convulse, the hard shudders hitting him over and over again. For a split second his eyes opened and pierced into Arianna's soul.
"Never been... this intense..." he bit off before shivering all over again and collapsing on top of her, his breathing heavy and ragged. "Never been this deep..." he murmured against her neck while she held him and comforted him.
Mark awoke to sunlight streaming in over the quilts of the bed. He glanced over at the clock to see that it was close to noon. No wonder I'm so hungry... Of course we did do quite a bit to work up an appetite. He glanced over at Arianna. She looked so happy and peaceful. Mark eased out of bed and headed for the kitchen to make her some lunch in bed. The dogs had been at it again by the looks of the living room, there was a potted plant over turned and the two of them were nowhere in site.
"Ah you guys! I can't believe it. You're old enough to know better." He muttered to know one in particular before grabbing a broom to clean it up.
"Practicing?" Mark glanced over his shoulder to find Arianna wearing one of his shirts; the sleeves were rolled up and the top few buttons were undone. The shirt was thin white cotton and he could see her nipples and a small triangle of dark hair at the apex of her legs. He was reminded of the day they met. He was hard and heavy in an instant, as if he hadn't had a woman in months instead of hours.
"Come here beautiful." He met her halfway before he took her in his arms and lifted her up until her legs could wrap around his waist. "You're making it very difficult for me to get anything done here." He commented before giving her a teasing kiss.
"Well you'll have to get yourself in check because I'm famished." She said against his lips.
"Hmm me too, let me just get my fly undone and I'll feed you." The amusement was clear in his voice but she wasn't going to take the bait.
