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The morning light filtered in through the gauzy curtains, a light breeze accompanying it. Adam slowly regained consciousness. The first thing his brain noted—before anything else—was the warmth wrapped around him. He registered his arm around that warmth, and a smile spread across his face. Waking up next to the love of his life never got old for him. They’d gone many years not sleeping in the same bed, even when they were staying in the same house. But now that everything had worked out, he couldn’t imagine not waking up with Kim in his arms. It was the only way to start the day for him. He reached over and pressed a kiss to her neck from behind, her back to his front.
She stirred, stretching her arms over her head a bit, making a contented purring noise. At hearing his chuckle, she smiled with her eyes closed.
“What are you laughing at?” she asked him.
“You. You sound like a cat getting belly rubs,” he answered, his voice rough from sleep. Her eyes popped open at that, a laugh bursting from her.
“Did you just say I sound like a cat?” she asked, her tone playful. She quickly maneuvered her hands to tickle him, but he caught both her wrists in one hand and in a move so quick that she didn’t see it coming, rolled over on top of her, bringing her hands above her head.
“Hi, there,” she said breathlessly, her eyes going back and forth between his eyes and lips, not knowing where to look first.
“Morning, baby,” he said, leaning forward to kiss her. They smiled into their kiss, deepening it until they had to come up for air.
“What was that for?” she asked, gasping for air.
“Because I wanted to,” he replied back easily. The last several months had been somewhat of a roller coaster, with trying to get pregnant, not getting pregnant, getting frustrated, endless doctors’ visits to make sure everything was good, therapy, not to mention raising their daughter. She definitely made the hard days easier, but Adam wanted some normalcy back to their lives. The doctor had assured them that there was nothing wrong, that sometimes it just took longer than expected. Their couples’ therapy had been helping, even though some days were exhausting. Today was the first day in many days where he didn’t feel all the pressure. Judging from Kim’s face, he could she was on a similar wavelength to him, and the prospect of just having a normal day filled him with joy.
Wanting to keep feeling it, he bent down and kissed her again, this time with more purpose. He deepened the kiss, tasting her, wanting to get as close as possible. These last few months had felt strange, feeling as they were world’s apart while staying in the same house, sleeping in the same bed. He wanted to remedy that. Right now.
Kim moaned against his mouth, shifting underneath him so she could feel all of him, moving against him to create that delicious friction. They kept at it for a minute, getting lost in the feeling of each other before things started getting out of hand.
She ripped her mouth from his, and he immediately took advantage and licked a path down her neck, sucking on that spot that drove her crazy. As if on cue, she moaned, their bodies moving faster against each other. Adam reached back and hitched her leg around his hip, joining them together in a way so he was hitting that perfect spot, causing Kim to run her hands down his back.
“Makayla,” she gasped out. Adam lifted his head from her neck, where he’d been slowly making his way down to her chest.
“Babe, I’m doing some of my best work on you right now, so I’d really appreciate it if you don’t say our kid’s name in this moment,” he said. She wheezed out a laugh, which turned into a moan when his mouth reached the top of her breasts.
“Adam, Mak can walk in at any time, w-we need to do something about our location,” she managed to get out.
Without lifting his head from her chest, he slid down the bed, bringing her with him, and once his feet were on the floor, he lifted her up, her legs going around him. Their mouths joined together again as they walked to the ensuite bathroom, rushing to lock the door. One glance at the clock had reassured them that Mak wouldn’t be up for at least another half and hour, giving them plenty of time for some grown-up alone time. Adam set Kim on the wide bathroom counter, yanking her pajama top off. Just in a white bralette which Adam couldn’t get enough of, he ran his finger delicately over her breasts, relishing in her answering shiver. He brought her pajama pants down, leaving her in her panties.
“You’re overdressed, Officer,” she said, reaching down to whip his shirt off, running her hands up and down his chest, feeling his muscles rippling against her light touch. Then she went further down, reaching his hardness and working him through the cotton of his sweatpants, feeling him hardening even more, if that were possible.
“Baby,” he said through a pained chuckle, “we don’t want this to be over before it has even started,” he said while removing her hand. Wasting no time, he slid her panties down her legs, pulled the bralette off so she was gloriously naked before him.
“Lean back,” he ordered, watching as she used her hands to support her upper weight, pushing her lower body forward toward him, her legs up on the counter, leaving her completely exposed to him.
“Holy shit,” he breathed, needing a second to control himself. Shaking his head, he stroked her legs, from top to bottom. He knew they didn’t have much time but rushed wasn’t something he had ever been able to do with Kim. He always took his time. Plus, he loved seeing her squirm when he touched her literally everywhere except where she really wanted him to. When he reached the top of her innermost thighs and stroked her there, she let out a frustrated growl, making him laugh.
“Adam. Ruzek. Stop teasing me,” she demanded. “Don’t forget, I can do the same. Actually, I can make it worse,” she threatened.
“Darlin’, if you’re touching me, ‘worst’ is not the word I’d be using,” he replied. But he couldn’t wait any longer either and pushed a finger inside her, stretching her, while using his thumb to stroke her clit. She arched her back, letting out a long moan of relief, her hands gripping the edge of the counter.
Adam couldn’t decide what view was better, her face—eyes closed, mouth slightly open, or down where his fingers met her flesh, her hips slowly rocking against his hand. He added another finger, wanting her to feel ready because watching her get pleasured was wreaking havoc on his control. Increasing his speed, he watched her throw her head back, breathing heavily.
“I need you, Adam,” she said. “Please, please, I need you,” she murmured. Hearing that, Adam could not wait any longer, pushing his pants down and entering her in one smooth move. He gave her a few seconds to adjust to him, feeling her take a deep breath, pushing him deeper into her. He held her hips and guided her, waiting for her to be ready for more. Kim was gripping the counter with both hands, but she needed to touch him, so she reached out and curled her arm around his neck, putting her mouth on his, needing that connection. He opened up readily, needing it just as much, feeling her relax even more against him. Slowly he started rocking back and forth, his slow thrusts gaining momentum with each second. Soon, she leaned back on her hands, her back arching, her breasts moving in time with his thrusts. He watched them, watched her face, watched them joined together in every way. He felt their deeper connection too, feeling it stretch in between them, surround them like a protective bubble.
“I love you, Adam. I love you so much,” she gasped, as if reading his mind. Her eyes were closed, mouth open, pleasure painted all over her face, sweat running down their bodies.
“I love you, baby,” he said, wanting to say more but not finding the words. Soon talking became a task, because he could only feel. Feel her warmth around him, her hand back on his neck, feel her hips beneath his fingers. A rush ran down his spine, and his thrusts became erratic, signaling he was close.
“Adam, I’m gonna come,” she said, perfectly in sync with him.
“Do it. Come right now,” he said, wanting to feel her close down on him, wanting that insane rush to gush through him. After a few more hard thrusts, he reached one hands in between her legs, brushing her clit with his finger, and that did it. She clenched around him, her back arching, her hands clutching onto his hair, his name a breathless pant on her lips.
Watching her ride out her orgasm brought him his own release, his spine tingling with pleasure, her name a hoarse shout on his lips. As they came down from their high, they slumped against each other, foreheads touching, breathing in the same air. He gathered her into his arms, pressing a soft kiss to her lips.
She opened her eyes, hazy with pleasure and contentment, humming in pleasure when he removed himself from her.
“Best way to wake up,” she murmured, smiling as she looked at him.
“Does that mean you don’t need your morning coffee anymore?” he asked teasingly.
“You shut your mouth, Ruzek,” she swatted his arm playfully. He helped her get down, and they showered together as quickly as they could, with Adam getting distracted by her only three more times before they got out, dressed and went to wake up their kid so they could take her to school.
This was the first time in months they’d had sex and it hadn’t been weighed down by the pressure of getting pregnant. He’d accepted that it would take time, but he wasn’t worried, not really. He had faith in this, in them, and knew that everything would fall into place eventually. But he had a good feeling. He knew a lot of couples didn’t make it through this rough patch, but not only could he not imagine his life without Kim, pregnant or not, he didn’t think he wanted a baby with anyone else. And as he watched her make their daughter breakfast while he packed her lunch, he smiled, knowing they had this. As if reading his mind, she glanced up at him, smiling slowly, as if she knew exactly what he was thinking.