Protection (closed)

"Wow, babe . . . that was awesome. Wonder what got you so fired up tonight. But after that, for both of us, I imagine we will both sleep very well - at least until one of us wakes up and can't get back to sleep. And I've got a playhouse that I had better show some significant progress on tomorrow, or I'll have one pissed-off 5-year old to deal with."

"I do think a quick shower is in order for both of us . . . some pretty sticky faces here . . . but, geez, love, can;t think of a better taste to be licking off my lips all night long than your sweetness."

Standing up and reaching for your hand.
 
I lay panting on the bed, smiling up at you as you offer me your hand. “How about a bath instead?” I ask as I let you pull me from the bed, my bed still quivering as I follow you into the bathroom and lean down to run a bath for us.

Once the water is warm and ready, I let you slip in first and then slip in front of you, sighing as I lean back against your chest with your arms wrapped around me. “I love you, Alan.” I say, looking over my shoulder at you, kissing your gently as we gently touch one another and simply hold each other.
 
"Bath sounds wonderful", then slipping into the tub with you then slipping in and leaning back against me. "Love you so much, Michaela," kissing you on the back of the neck as we let the warm water surround us . . . but being the 'dirty ole man' that you have fallen in love with, I can't help but look over your shoulder and watch your breasts float on the water.

"This could get really comfortable, love . . . I just might fall asleep in here."
 
“Mmm…well, we both need a chance to relax.” I say as I take your hands and place them on my breasts, knowing that you’ve been eyeing them as we relax in the tub. “I love when you play with my breasts, baby. You know just what to do.”
 
"I sure do; they are wonderful just to touch and caress. So soft and full . . . and I love the way your nipples get so hard when I touch them."

Thought we were tryiing to relax in the tub . . . but if you don't stop wriggling your butt against me, you may cause another eruption behind you.
 
I tip my head back on your shoulder and smile as I press my lips gently to yours as you caress and tease my breasts. I’m squirming over your lap as you tease me and soon I whimper in a new need.

“Make love to me, baby. I need you.” I whisper in the quiet of our bath as I lift myself from the tub and gently lower myself over the hard length of your cock until you are seated snuggly within me and we both moan in pleasure.
 
Watching as you raise yourself up enough . . . and then lower yourself onto my cock . . . the warmth of your pussy quickly engulfing me . . . something new with you every day (or night) . . . never made love in a bathtub before . . .

Still reaching around and squeezing your breasts, tweaking you nipples which I know causes your pussy to squeeze me . . . sliding a hand down under the water to play with your clit . . .
 
“Oh, Alan.” I whisper against your ear as my head twists back and forth on your shoulder in pleasure as you tweak my nipples until I clench firmly around your. I kiss your chin and cheek as you reach down my body and start to rub my clit, a whimpering sigh leaving my lips as you do that.

“I love you so much.” I say as I squirm on your cock with each motion of your fingers on my clit. “I fall more in love with you each day. I can’t imagine a better life then one with you.” My confessions seem natural as they fall from my lips, my eyes locked on yours as our pleasure builds together.
 
Just the movement of your body tells me that your orgasm is forming quickly within you; your kisses and murmurings of love excite me and I can feel my own passion surging with yours.

"I can't imagine another day in my life without you . . . "

As your pussy squeezes my cock even tighter . . nipping at your earlobe . . . "Cum for me, love . . . gonna fill you with my love . . ."
 
I shiver as you continue to stroke my clit, your cock pumping into my body with gentle motions. I moan as you nip a my earlobe, my pussy squeezing your tightly as you tell me to cum. Who am I to deny you? I let out a breathy moan, my head falling back on your shoulder as my sheath flutters around your cock, gripping you in a rhythmic motion as I cum.
 
Even in the rolling waters of the tub, your orgasm is unmistakable; the gripping and squeezing of your inner muscles is powerful and loving at the same time. Arching my back and lifting us both away from the tub, my hardened shaft propels another torrent into your waiting depth.

"I love you, baby . . ." My arms wrapped around you, holding you tight; feeling you relax in my arms as you orgasm completes its hold on you.
 
I shake and shiver in your arms after you cum deep within me and we relax in the tub. I pant as I lean my head back and kiss you gently. “I love you too.”

With a satisfied sigh, I snuggle up against you as the waters of the tub start to cool around us. “Would it be too soon to announce an engagement at Christmas?” I ask with a giggle as your arms tighten around my body even further.
 
"I think that would be perfect. love! I'm sure my kids are going to start asking questions when they come out for Thanksgiving. Probably will be wanting to know when I am going to make an 'honest woman' out of you. We can tell them we are talking about it and they will be the first to know."

"Now let's get out of this tub before it gets any cooler and we look like a couple of raisins."

Helping you stand up, then following you out of the tub as you reach for the towels.
 
I take the towels and dry you off first before I hand you a towel and wait as you dry me off. The simple touching and stolen kisses makes me happier than I’ve ever been in my life. Then I lead you to bed, waiting as you slide on a pair of boxers and I slip into a nightgown, I then turn down the covers and slide in next to you, sighing as I lay my head on your shoulder.

“When you make an honest woman of me, then we can start on a little bundle of joy.” I say softly as we lie in the dark. “I think I’d like to have a brother or sister for Molly. I hope I can warm you to the idea too.”
 
"Really . . . honestly, love, I'm already warm to the idea, but I will probably make you work for it before I finally say 'Yes'. I don't want you to think I'm easy and that you can get anything you want from me just by batting your eyes at me and pulling my zipper down."

Damn, this feels so good . . . and so right . . . you snuggled up next to me in this bed.
 
“You’re sure about that, baby?” I ask, a little bit of my insecurity coming through. You can tell how much of a big deal it is for me and how much I’ve wanted another child. “I don’t want to do anything that we’re both not completely comfortable with. That includes more kids.”
 
"Babe, I told you earlier that the thought had already crossed my mind . . . and yes, I am sure about this. Just being around you and Molly has shown me how much I missed when my own kids were growing up; and, I'm sure if you talk to them, they will tell you how much I wasn't there. Alex and Maria have shared that with me; we're past that now and the three of us get along great, but I screwed up when they were younger. And now that I am not a full-time cop anymore . . . let's go for it."

Pulling you in for a nice passionate kiss to 'seal the deal'.
 
I moan softly at your passionate kiss, snuggling further against you. When our kiss breaks, the smile on my face is huge. Kissing you again I sigh and think about how perfect my life has suddenly become.

“I think you’ll also have fun showing me all the erotic things you’ve always wanted to do on our journey to become parents again.” Tracing my fingers over your chest, I sigh and bite my lower lip. “I think I’d like to go back to that erotic store. Maybe even think about…having a threesome…”
 
I'm sure there is a surprised . . . shocked . . . look on my face when you mention a threesome, or even going back to the adult book store. "I remember you said something about a friend of yours joining us sometime, but are you really serious about that? And, yes, I think another trip to the store can be arranged . . . just need to find another sleepover for Molly."

"OK, babe . . . that's enough excitement for one night . . ."
 
“We can talk about it, babe, but it’s something that I think I’d like to try.” I say softly as you mention that’s enough excitement for one night. I laugh softly and snuggle up against you again, my eyes closing as I listen to the gentle beating of your heart.

“I can’t wait to be your wife, Alan.” I say in a sleepy voice, yawning after my confession. “It’ll be a dream come true.”
 
As your breathing settles to a steady rhythm, my mind replays all that has happened in just the past few weeks . . . from a security detail to talking about marriage and kids. Retiring from the force was something I had always looked forward to, but never thought it would be this early.

I know Alex and Maria will be surprised . . . maybe even shocked . . . when they hear of my retirement and what will be coming in the next couple of months, but, honestly, I think they will be happy for me (and Michaela and Molly); they have always been a bit concerned about my life as a cop. Finally drifting off myself until I hear a knocl on the bedroom door and the usual morning announcement, "I'm hungry."
 
“Alan, I’m hungry!” Molly calls through the door as she sits on the other side, sleepy and still wrapped up in her princess blanket. She’s rubbing her eyes as you dress and open the door. She glances up at you and holds up her arms to be picked up and carried. The moment she’d in your arms, she places her head on your shoulder as you go down stairs. “I don’t wanna go to school today.” She says in a grumpy voice as you move into the kitchen.
 
"Well, Molly, staying home is not a option today. I promised you that we would start working on your playhouse when you get home from school. I have a few things I need to do this morning to get ready for our building project today. Your mom needs to help me run a couple of errands this morning to pick up a couple of tools we will need."

As she sits at the table, still grumpy, I get her cereal and a bowl for her, fill her juice glass. "So, Molly, get happy . . . school this morning and playhouse building this afternoon. I don't like grumpy helpers. OK?"
 
She stares at the cereal and juice that you put in front of her. She’s still grumpy but she doesn’t hesitate to start eating. She’s quiet, glancing towards you from time to time as you start a pot of coffee.

“Alan, can I call my daddy today? I miss him.” She asks you, knowing that since you’re a police officer you might be able to allow that. “Please?”
 
"Not today, Molly. Let's talk about it later today with your mommy."

Realizing that I am just putting off the inevitable discussion of where her daddy is and that there will be no phone calls for a while; not going to be a fun discussion, but maybe I will need to be the one to tell her the details, and let you be the one o comfort her.

"I'm going to finished getting dressed and take you to school this morning. How about we let your Mommy sleep in this morning and she will come with me to pick you up later?"
 
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