The Next Step
By Misha
Disclaimer- Not mine. I don’t own any of the characters of The Sophomore, I’m just borrowing them for a little while and will return them unharmed when I am done.
Author’s Notes- This is set four years after college graduation.
Pairing- Chis x MC
Summary- Chris and Savannah discuss having a family.
Rating- NSFW
Words- 646
“Chris?”
“Yeah?” My husband whispered against my hair, his arms wrapped around me as we lay tangled together in our bed enjoying a lazy Sunday morning.
“What do you think about having kids?” I asked quietly, deciding to broach the subject that had been on my mind for some time.
“I want kids,” Chris said instantly, “you know that.” He paused, his eyes widening. “Wait, do you mean now?”
“Well, not this minute,” I said with a laugh, “and maybe not in nine months, but soon, yeah. I mean, I know we agreed to wait a while, but we’ve been married for three years now.”
Chris and I had gotten married a year after college graduation and spent the last three years building our careers. Chris hadn’t ended up going pro, which was a disappointment, but he hadn’t let it get him down instead he had found other passions and ended up getting a job at a marketing firm, which he really enjoyed. I had gotten my teaching degree and now taught high school English, but I was also working on my third book. Life was busy, but it was good, and lately, I had been giving a lot of thought to what came next.
“I want a baby with you,” Chris told me without hesitation, “I can’t wait to be a dad and to see you as a mom.” He shifted so we were face to face and I could see the excitement in his eyes. “All I’ve wanted since the day I met you, was a life with you.”
“That’s all I’ve ever wanted too,” I told him, “and I love our life together, but I’m greedy and I want more. I want everything.” I ran my fingers across his bare chest and gave him a saucy grin, “so what do say, Mr. Powell, are you up to the challenge? Do you want to make a baby?”
“With you, Mrs. Powell? Definitely.” He pulled my heads towards him and then met my lips in a deep kiss, while his hands caressed my bare skin, hitting all the right spots and making me moan and wiggle against him, eager for more.
“I need you,” I whispered against his lips, arching my hips against the hand he had slipped in between my legs, “Please.”
“Anything for you babe,” he assured me, flipping me on my back and entering me in a smooth motion, “is this what you want?”
“Yes!” I groaned, wrapping my legs around his waist.
After almost ten years together, Chris knew exactly how to drive me wild and he set about doing just that. We moved together in perfect harmony, each knowing exactly what the other needed and instinctively giving it to them. I bucked my hips in time with his thrusts, digging my fingers into his shoulder blades as I did so.
He started slow, teasing me, which earned him a whine of protest and a nip against his neck, and then he sped up, thrusting deep into me as he pressed kisses along my neck and shoulder. “I love you, Savannah,” he whispered, slipping one hand between urge me closer. Not that I needed it, because I was already so, so close.
“I love you too,” I whimpered, feeling the pleasure build up inside me until I couldn’t handle it anymore and came, digging my nails into his back as I did so.
Chris finished a moment later, spilling his inside of me, and I had a fleeting that thought that hopefully one day soon, he would do that and we’d make a baby. It wouldn’t be today, I was still on birth control, but… Hopefully soon.
“I can’t wait to make a baby with you,” Chris murmured as I snuggled in his arms once more.
“Ne neither,” and then I grinned, “but until then we’ll just have to keep practicing.”
- End
