Baby Love (Baby #2)(142)

"I want you now Tylar. I want you right here and now. Is your diaphragm in?"

I shook my head 'no'.

"I haven't been wearing it lately," I confessed looking up at him to see his expression.

He smiled warmly.

"I'm glad baby," he breathed drawing him to me and kissing me hungrily.

He shed his clothing right then and there. He pulled the straps down on my silk nightgown kissing my shoulders as my breasts sprang free.

He pushed me back onto the couch; his fingers captured a breast, massaging it gently. He lowered his head and his lips found my nipple; he suckled it gently his tongue swirling around my nipple.

"Mmmm," he said, "You taste so good baby."

He went to my other breast doing the same. My sex was dripping wet. I was feeling saucy by this time.

"I have other nectar for you to enjoy, Trey," I purred.

He was between my legs, placing one on each of his shoulders as he lowered his face to my sex. His lips and tongue made love to me there. He tasted my nectar; he moaned with me in mutual pleasure.

"You taste so sweet baby," he breathed against me down there.

His tongue continued to swirl around my clitoris. His fingers explored inside of me, pressing gently against my swelled sweet spot.

My breathing was coming faster and I moaned in anticipation of having him inside of me.

"What baby? Tell Trey what you want?"

"I want you to make love to me Trey. I want you to give me another baby."

"Your wish is my command Tylar."

He rose up off of the couch and pulled me with him. He positioned himself onto a sitting position on the couch and placed me on his lap, straddling him. I stroked his erection with my hand. He raised me up and positioned me over his manhood.

"Are you wet enough baby?" he asked.

"Umm hum," I answered.

He straightened his legs out so he was actually in a half-sitting, half-reclined position with his legs spread out in front of him. He gently lowered me down upon his erection. I heard him catch his breath as he fully penetrated me. I squeezed my legs together tightening him inside of me.

"Careful baby," he cautioned, "I don't want to come too quickly. I want us both to enjoy this."

I relaxed my legs a bit.

"That's my girl," he said softly, clasping the back of my head with his hand and lowering it to his face.

His tongue thoroughly probed my mouth; our tongues playfully danced and explored each other. I felt butterflies each and every place he touched me. His hands massaged my breasts tenderly. His hips gently started a slow and rhythmic thrusting. I could feel my uterus squeezing him gently.

His hands lifted my ass up and down as I swiveled my hips in a circular motion feeling the head of his penis hitting my special place.

"Ahh God baby, what are you doing to me?"

"I am loving you, Trey," I answered him; "I am loving you with every inch of my body."

We both quickened at the same time; his thrusting increased in rhythm, my uterus contracted tighter in response. We felt our orgasms mounting toward sweet release. Trey stopped his thrusting; I felt his penis throbbing its impending release. My uterus contracted squeezing his manhood tighter."

"Oh God," he rasped as he emptied his love inside of me.

I whimpered in pleasure as my orgasm pulsated around his. I felt my liquid release join his. I collapsed on top of him my breathing fast and shallow. I so loved him in every way possible that a woman can love a man. He wrapped his arms around me protectively; his breathing was ragged and shallow. We were both spent.

"I love you so much Tylar."

"I love you Trey with all of my heart."

I knew that Trey and I had made a baby that evening. Somewhere my guardian angel had been watching over me protectively. She wanted me to know that with Trey it was truly all about me.

We ate our dinner over candlelight at our dining room table. We were affectionate all through the evening. As I climbed into bed that night thoroughly exhausted and satiated I knew that life on earth didn't get much better than this. I had so much to be thankful for. I had my Trey and Preston; I had found my father who I adored and who adored me; I had my best friend Gina; I had Trey's wonderful family that I loved dearly. God had blessed me in so many ways.

Trey and I had drifted off into a peaceful slumber in each other's arms.

It was much later that we were both awakened by a ruckus coming from Gina and Tristan's room. I awoke first hearing the loud voices. I rose up looking at the clock on the nightstand. It was nearly one a.m. Trey awakened right after I did.

"What the hell is going on?" he asked, groggily.

"I think maybe Tristan and Gina are arguing."

"Jesus Christ - what now?"

We lay there listening to hear what was taking place.

"I love you Tristan can't you see that?"

Gina was crying; her tone was pleading.

"How can I f*cking believe anything you say Gina?"

Tristan was enraged. I had never thought that he had it in him to sound so angry.

"Because it is the truth, Tristan! Why are you letting Ian come between us?"

"Me?" he asked, his tone sounding incredulous.

"How can you possibly say it's me? My God Gina - Ian didn't come between you and me. No by God, he came between your f*cking legs!"