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Long Lost Love Come Home Ch. 82
by Lil Italy (no login)
The next day Shawn seemed more talkative, and a little less withdrawn. They slept together the night before, but Shawn didn’t dare touch her after their argument. The next morning as Belle and Shawn were both getting ready for work, Belle made a conscious decision to end their awkwardness. Belle had been in the shower, and Shawn had been waiting for her to finish. Belle peered out the fogged shower doors; Shawn sat on the countertop in his boxer shorts staring pensively at the floor.
“Shawn,” Belle called.
“What?” Shawn asked.
“Can you come wipe the soap out of my eyes,” Belle requested.
Shawn beckoned instantly, and tenderly sopped up the soapsuds with a towel. Belle opened her eyes and saw Shawn, her Shawn, her love, and her life, it was all wrapped up in him. Belle began to smile, and yanked him into the shower with her, capturing his lips with her own before he had time to protest.
Belle’s kiss triggered a desire within Shawn, and he quickly embraced Belle’s naked body with his strong arms. Belle rolled Shawn’s boxers down with her fingertips, and when they reached his ankles, Shawn kicked them aside.
Shawn’s lips roamed Belle’s face and neck, kissing her lips, cheeks, and her nape. Belle felt his instant excitement as Shawn’s arousal ground heavily against Belle’s inner thighs. Belle backed up into the corner of their walk-in shower and hoisted one of her shapely calves around Shawn’s waist. And without hesitation, Shawn accepted Belle’s invitation and entered her quickly, thrusting quickly but softly into his soon to be bride. Cries of passion erupted from both Shawn and Belle’s mouths, both simultaneously silenced by their own lips, still roaming each other’s bodies. The extraneous amount of heat and love began making Shawn lightheaded. They rinsed each other’s bodies, and exited the shower. Shawn was the first to reach for a towel. He pulled a large towel from their linen closet, and dried both himself and Belle off. Shawn quickly discarded the damp towel, and lead Belle by the hand towards their bed in their adjoining bedroom.
Belle lay down on their satin sheets, and Shawn slowly crawled onto the bed, slowly positioning himself above Belle. Shawn found Belle’s lips again, and kissed them intently, but Belle pushed him away slightly. Shawn looked into her eyes and saw that they looked unsure of something. “What’s wrong?” he asked huskily.
Belle’s palms lay on Shawn’s muscular shoulders, and she pushed him from above her. Shawn lay down next to her, and took her face in his hands. “Shawn…” Belle began.
Shawn searched her eyes for her reasons of uncertainty, “What? What’s wrong? Is it the babies?” Shawn panicked.
“No, the babies are fine,” Belle confirmed.
Shawn looked at Belle questionably, still cupping her face.
“Do you believe me?” Belle asked.
“About what?” Shawn asked.
“About what I said last night. I don’t care what you do, and neither will our children. All we care about is you. I love you for you, that’s why I’m marrying you,” Belle said seriously.
Shawn lowered his face to Belle’s, keeping only an inch of distance between them. “Belle, I trust you. And I love you,” Shawn said quietly, and lowered his lips to Belle’s.
After collapsing into ecstasy for a second time that morning, Belle stirred, and rose from the confines of her warm bed full of love and shared with the love of her life. But as Belle moved from Shawn’s grasp, Shawn woke instantly. “Where are you going my love?” Shawn asked sleepily.
Belle smiled at the sight of Shawn lying naked in their bed, and nearly blushed at his terms of endearment. “Baby, I have to go to work at some point,” Belle explained, realizing that at that moment she should have been leaving their apartment and be on her way to work.
“No,” Shawn said playfully, “You can just stay here with me all day,” Shawn pulled Belle back into their bed and into his protective arms.
“You know I can’t do that. My father will have a fit. And with us leaving for our honeymoon soon, I need to work my ass off.”
Shawn pinched Belle’s rear playfully, “No, don’t do that. I like it the way it is!” Shawn teased.
Belle tried to get up again, but this time it was herself that wouldn’t let her leave. Belle’s whole body sudden felt limp and unable to move.
“Baby, can’t you just call in sick, or at least call in and tell them that you will be in later,” Shawn pleaded.
Belle groaned dramatically, “And what would I tell my father?” Belle asked.
Shawn kissed Belle’s neck softly, “Tell your father that this morning you fell weak in the knees and now I wont let you leave our bed.”
Belle giggled softly, “Right, I’m sure he’ll believe that. He would probably call a doctor over here just to make sure that I am alright.”
Shawn continued to kiss her neck, “Well, then tell him that your fiancé was being an ass last night and we lost a few hours of our making love time, and now we are making up for all our lost time.”
Belle picked up their cordless phone and dialed her work number. Shawn stopped kissing Belle’s neck and looked at her is disbelief, “You aren’t going to tell him that are you?” Shawn asked.
“Karen? Hi, it’s Belle. I’m not feeling well this morning, it’s just a tad of morning sickness, but if I feel better I will be in during the afternoon sometime. Will I be missing anything?” Belle paused and listened to Karen read off her schedule. “Alright, thank you Karen. Bye.” Belle hung up the phone and looked at Shawn. He lay next to her, with a surprised look on his face. “What?” Belle asked.
“Nothing, for a moment there I thought you were going to tell your father that you were too busy making love to come into work today.”
Belle smiled, “Are you crazy? He would kill me!”
“No he wouldn’t, he’d kill me!”
“Good point,” Belle laughed softly.
Shawn began to stroke her cheek softly with his fingertips. “So what do you say?”
“To what?” Belle asked.
“Should we make up for lost time?” Shawn asked, already moving his lips towards Belle’s neck.
“I don’t think you even need to ask Brady,” Belle moaned softly as she began to react to Shawn’s intimate touch.