Chapter Sixteen
Larissa
Six weeks later
The last six weeks have been a learning curve, not with just Elijah, but with Jake and I, too. We’ve learned how to live with each other and be parents at a record speed. The nightly nursing and Eli not wanting to sleep but two hours at a time before waking up to feed, or because his diaper was wet, didn’t help matters. Jake was a rock star and was there the whole time. It wasn’t until he had to go out of town this week did I really learn to get into the groove of doing it on my own.
It was hard the first day, I won’t lie. I called his mom and she came, not batting an eye with helping me to learn how to use the breast pump to give my aching nipples a little break. This way I could do both. She was an absolute godsend. Not to mention she watched Elijah, so I could nap.
Elijah and I just left my six-week postpartum appointment, the doctor gave me the all clear. I asked about birth control, but since I was nursing most of the precautions were thrown out the window.
I told him I would think it over and get back to him. I felt like it was something I needed to discuss with Jake if we wanted long-term birth control.
We’re a team, we do things together, and this is a big decision.
I push the stroller to the elevator up to the condo and we ride up. Elijah is fast asleep and I’m trying to keep him that way, so I can pick up around the house and get started on dinner. Jake is coming home tonight, and since I got the all clear, I want to make it special.
I open the condo door and I’m assaulted with the smell of food. I go in further and sure enough, Jake is standing at the stove in athletic shorts, sans shirt, he turns to face me and my jaw drops. It’s been a long week and here he is. He’s a work of art. No, he’s a Greek Adonis, from his firm shoulders, to his biceps, to his chest, all the way down to his taut stomach. He has a six-pack and a happy trail, that I’ve been in very close contact with lately, and right now it’s making my mouth salivate.
Just because I was out of commission that didn’t mean I let Jake go without and he never let me either, even if it was me riding him along his hard cock on the outside. It gave us both some relief, but I know tonight, I’m going to want him inside of me. It’s been way too long.
“This is a nice surprise,” I finally say. He comes right toward us, stooping down to kiss Eli, who is still blissfully asleep. He then comes up to me and there’s no other way to describe what we do. Our mouths meet each other’s as he picks me up and backs me up against the door. My legs wrap around his waist as he holds my wrists up by my head. His mouth is assaulting mine. He’s owning me. My whole-body shivers and I grind my hips down on him. I’m wearing a pair of leggings, as usual, and I can feel every hard inch of him. He continues kissing me down my neck, he nips along the way, and he comes to the sensitive part of my neck.
“Jake,” I moan. I want more, no, I need more of him. I always need more of him. He feeds my heart and my soul.
“Fuck, yes. Come for me, Baby. Just like this,” he demands.
I grind down on his hard length as he continues to suck and nibble on my neck. I toss my head back and come.
When I come down from my orgasm induced high I whisper out, “I really missed you.”
“Not as much as I missed you and Eli,” he replies.
“I hope you don’t have to go out of town again anytime soon,” I ask with hope in my voice.
“Nope, not for a while. I do know we need to look for a home. It’s not easy traipsing in and out of an elevator with an infant, he’s going to need grass, and maybe a sibling or three,” he states.
“Really?” I ask him.
“Want you forever, beautiful,” he tells me and just then Eli lets out a mewl that I know may start out small, but it’ll get bigger if he doesn’t get fed.
“Will you grab Elijah? I’ll warm up some breast milk, so you can feed him,”
“No problem,” he tells me and he’s already bending down to get him. I smile before heading to the kitchen.
As I’m making a bottle, I open the lid that’s on the stove and smell my favorite. It’s linguine and clams, something I haven’t had since before I was pregnant with Elijah.