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Negative. Just like last month and the previous six months before that.. Trying to get pregnant again was proving to be challenging. Julian had been easy. You weren’t even trying, you hadn’t been preventing either. He was your honeymoon baby. You smiled , placing your hand on your belly.
Peter came in to the bathroom, looking over your shoulder at the pregnancy test. He sighed and wrapped his arms around your waist. Resting his chin on your shoulder, he met your eyes in the mirror, “I’m sorry darling.”
Tears filled your eyes. Peter turned you, pulling you to his chest as you wrapped your arms around his middle. He kissed the crown of your head. It killed him to see you so upset when there was nothing he could do to change it. He wanted another baby just as much as you.
“We’ll keep trying. Okay?” Peter soothed your hair. “We’re just too stressed out, trying too hard.”
You nodded against his chest. Wondering if Peter might be right. “Yeah. Okay. I need to get Julian some breakfast. Coffee?” You swiped the tears from your eyes as Peter released you from his embrace.
“Please.” As you passed him, he gently grasped your arm. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Peter.”
After a few weeks, you had relaxed a little, and was concentrating on a big case you had coming up. “Peter? Hey, where are you?” You were trying to keep your voice even. It had been a good day, great actually. All you wanted was to share it with Peter.
“We’re in the kitchen”, Peter called back.
“There’s my guys!” Pizza toppings were spread over the counter and Julian was putting cheese, lots of cheese, on a pizza. “Got enough cheese there bud?” You laughed and ruffled his hair.
“You’re in a good mood.” Peter leaned over, giving you a kiss. He smiled which made your smile bigger.
“I have some wonderful news.”
Peter’s face lit up. “Are- are you…” His eyes moved to your belly.
Your face fell, the smile and good mood dissapating. Your gaze moved from Peter to Julian. “No. I’m, not- uh. I’m going to…” Your voice trailed off as you turned to leave the room.
“Is mama okay? She looked sad”, Julian inquired.
“How about you draw mama a picture to cheer her up?”, Peter suggested. Julian eagerly nodded his head. Peter helped him off the chair and he scampered off to his room.
Peter leaned over the sink and took a deep breath. ‘Why did he bring up a baby?’ He shook his head. He pushed off the counter and went to check on you.
Hearing Peter come into the room, you quickly wiped the tears from your cheeks. “I won the case today”, you gave him a tight smile. “That was my good news.”
He sat beside you on the bed. “Congratulations, darling. That’s wonderful! I know the hours and work you put into that case.” Peter moved a loose strand of hair from your face. “I’m sorry I asked if you were preg-”
“I know. It’s okay. You didn’t mean anything.” Taking a steadying breath you rose from the bed. “What’s Julian doing?”
“He’s drawing you a picture to cheer you up.” Peter glanced up at you and smiled. “Sweet kid we got there.”
“Agreed. How about we go finish making those ooey, gooey cheese pizzas?”
“He’s asleep. And it only took three books, two drinks, and about a dozen kisses”, Peter shook his head and grinned.
“I think I may have difficullty falling asleep myself. Think you can help me?” You tossed the blanket back and crawled across the bed to Peter. Rising to your knees, you wrapped your arms around his neck.
He pulled you flush to him, “I think.” Kiss. “I can.” Kiss. “Help you with that.” His kisses trailed from your neck to your jaw before finally meeting your lips where he gave you a soft, wet kiss. His hands slipped under your shirt and slowly raised it over your head. His fingers skimmed down your sides and then encircled your waist.
Placing your hands on his chest, you could feel his heart rate speed up. Peter leaned into you, and your body melted down to the mattress. He crawled up your body leaving scorching kisses along the way. His mouth encircled a nipple. “Ahh. Peter…”
Peter continued circling your nipple with his tongue. He reached between the two of you. Moving your panties to the side he felt the wetness of your arousal. “Mmmm…Mrs. Stone. Someone is enjoying themselves.”
You rested a hand at the buldge in his PJ pants. “You as well Mr. Stone.” You smiled against his lips. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you pushed his pants down with you heels. His hands went to the band of your panties. You unwrapped your legs so he could slide your panties down your legs and tossed them aside.
Peter leaned back over you, taking one of your thighs in his hand, raising it. He lined up with yur entrance, his eyes locked with yours. He slowly sank into you. Both of you letting out loud sighs. Both legs wrapped around Peter’s waist again and he gathered you in his arms.
“You always feel so amazing.” Peter lips met yours for a long passionate kiss your hips moved to reach his. His thrusts hit you on just the right spot. “God…” Peter hissed though his teeth.
Clutching onto Peter’s back, you dug your heels into his hips, encouraging him to go faster and harder. “Peter. Feels so good. God..go faster please.” Peter’s hips snapped harder and faster per your request. You met every thrust. The pull low in your belly, told you that the orgasm you were about to have was going to blow yor mind. A flush spread up your body. You dug your nails in to Peter’s back and squeeed you tighter with your legs. “Oh God. Yes right there. Peter never stop fucking me!”
“You are..damn, baby…I’m going to..fuck!” Peter exclaimed. He bite your neck, holding you close to his body.
“Oh, Peter , oh. My. God!” It ran through your body like a hot knife through butter. You came hard.
“That’s right baby. Let me..shit…hear yo-” Peter exploded inside you. His thrusts became stuttered before coming to a stop. “Jesus. You’re going to kill me one day woman.” You laughed and he smiled and gave you a tender kiss.
A few weeks later….
“Good morning, darling”, Peter smiled at you as you entered the kitchen. Of course he was up before you. “Coffee?”
You nodded your head and he placed a steaming mug in front of you. As soon as the smell reached your nostrils, you covered your mouth and ran for the bathroom. With nothing on your stomach you only dry heaved.
“You okay?” Peter asked concerned as you bent over the toilet. He pulled your hair back.
“Yeah, I think so.” Straightening up, Peter let go of your hair. You turned on the sink, and splashed your face with cool water. Peter grabbed a towel out of the cabinet and you dried your face. He left he door open, glancing in the cabinet your saw a box of tampons.
“I’ll get you a glass of water.” Peter left he bathroom. You took the glass taking a gulp.
Overly tired? Check. Tender breasts. Check. Getting sick from certain smells? Check. “What’s the date?” You asked Peter, eyes moving to met his. He told you the date on his watch. Missed period? Big Check. A huge grin spread across you face.
“What are you smiling about?” Peter furrowed his brow.
“I’m pregnant Peter.” You listed off the list you just made in your mind. “It all makes sense.” Bending over you rummaged through the sink cabinet. “Found it!” You held up the lasts pregnancy test in the box.
“Well, what are you waiting for? Take the test!” Peter insisted.
You nodded and opened the test. You sat on the toilet, then held the test in your urine stream. Setting it on the counter, you pulled up your panties, then washed your hands. “Set a timer for-”
“Not necessary. Its already positive”, Peter said in amazement.
You had to see it for yourself. There it was. Two, very bright pink lines. Your eyes welled up with tears. Peter gathered you in his arms and spun you around, both of you laughing and crying at the same time.
SVU addict 