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Oh Venice... heehee - well, yeah Jake - gonna be a doosy volume for HIM... lmbo - I shouldn't be laughing. Anyway... yeah... Jake, hmmm LOL

Sorry, couldn't help m'sin - *cheesing* - you'll all know why when you get this volume in hand. ;-)



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Link: Bomaw Volume 13
Shawn entered their spacious bedroom after having checked on Angela last, giving her a kiss goodnight. His wife was dropping a maternity t-shirt over her head. The mid-section of her body swollen and round. She pulled it down to cover herself and noticed him watching. “Everything okay?” She asked, heading for her side of the bed, climbing in.
“Yep, Crystal’s staying the night. She and the boys are tucked away in her place over the garage.”
Sylvia smiled, lying back to snuggle under the covers, getting comfortable and most certainly, ready to go to sleep. She wouldn’t go to sleep yet however until he was laying next to her - she couldn’t find her deep through the night sleep unless his arms were around her, and his heat warmed her.
“She okay?” Sylvia asked drowsily, yawning so moisture gathered in her eyes - making her rub them.
“Yeah. She says she’s just tired, so obviously didn’t want to drive home so late. That’s my good girl.”
“You and your girls, how you do spoil them.” Sylvia murmured half in and out of growing drowsy.
Stripping down and heading for the bathroom, Shawn scoffed at that, “I’ve only just begun with our big girl. Father’s are supposed to extra love and spoil their daughters to show them the kind of man, we want for them. It starts with us. That one, my Crystal is years behind on getting spoiled, Papa Shawn will be fixing that. Soon as I get her to let go of that moron and come home, I can get it started.”
Sylvia smiled shaking her head. Listening to him in the bathroom as he used his urinal, brushed his teeth and jumped in the shower for a quick one. She must have dosed off for a few moments, because suddenly he was there lying next to her. She could feel his hands on her, tenderly caressing and checking her, checking on Jesse James. His large hand came up to caress her cheek, smoothing her hairline. He then leaned down and kissed her brow, her closed eyes, her nose and all the places where his lips could get. “I love you,” he whispered in a low voice that came from the depth of his being. He didn’t wish to wake her, but certainly he needed her to know. Sylvia smiled, “Lo-o-ove yo-o-ou too-o-o.” She slowly groaned the impassioned declaration and snuggled in closer to his heat while turning almost flat to her back. She knew he wanted her that way, the gesture was automatic, offering him access to her body. Shawn spent the last moments of his concluding day like this, with her. Examining her swollen womb where his son lay curled, developing and growing safe and sound. Without a doubt, she knew he was deeply in love with their child. It was also now that Jesse James was known to be awake and moving about like crazy. Sylvia was used to hearing Shawn chuckle out loud from watching his son’s late night activities. There were times when the baby would stretch so completely it was clear to see it. Sylvia’s tummy would stretch side-wards, looking so strange and abnormal, to flatten in the center, which caused Shawn to exclaim laughing, “Who-o-a look at him! My God I can’t believe that doesn’t hurt - not even a little bit?” For Sylvia to smile shaking her head, she shared intimately, “Feels strange sometimes, but - I ah, kind’ah like it. It lets me know, he’s healthy, strong, energetic and wonderful. I wouldn’t trade this feeling, for anything in the world.” She’d confess. Looking at him she shook her head, “You act like this is your first.” She observed out loud.
“That’s because, it wasn’t like this between Deidre and I. When she started showing, which wasn’t much - she didn’t get that big. The doctor said with her long torso, Angela had plenty of space and grew along her back. Evenso, she was embarrassed by her body, by the thickening of her waist and didn’t want me to see her naked.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me?” Sylvia couldn’t believe it.
“It’s true - she didn’t care for me touching her all that much either. She meant it when she said she felt fat, mis-shaped and ugly. No matter how I tried to assure her that I didn’t see her that way, she was uncomfortable with it. Sooo, I left it alone. Her mother, father - really messed her up.”
“Not entirely. We all have things about us that our environment, or parents have messed up.”
Shawn shook his head smiling at her, whispering and teasing, “Excu-u-use me - forgot that’s your new best friend.” He chuckled, and Sylvia joined him, simpering as well but nodding her head, “That’s right - and don’t you forget it.”
“Long as you’re not that way, that’s all I care about.”
Sylvia smiled thinking about the way he was as he went on to watch Jesse James, playing with him as it were within her womb. She most certainly wasn’t lacking in size, roundness and girth. Unlike Angela, Jesse James was all out front, and it showed. Shawn’s fascination with it, and her pregnancy was a miracle that amazed him. If she felt any discomfort, he was right there, helping her anyway that he could, even massaging Jesse James down from her ribs which did hurt.
Armundo had been nothing like him. No where near the same. She couldn’t help but remember one instance while she was pregnant with Mundo. She hadn’t been feeling well, unlike with Crystal where morning sickness had been in the beginning - with him, it had come later. Plus she was simply worn out because she was working. Even though he was in the military, due to wasteful spending, drinking and partying, she’d taken a part time job because once again, they were without lights. On a particular evening, upon her disclosing the fact that she wasn’t feeling well, his come back had been,
“Great! What you tryin’ to say, I ain’t gone get none tonight?”
Not in the mood, Sylvia had turned away from him to her other side.
“What about a quick blow-job?” He asked as if she hadn’t just said she wasn’t feeling well.
For her to return between grinding teeth, “Can you get away from me, please?”
“Know what, you need to quit actin’ like this such a big effen’ deal! Women been having babies from the beginning, stop acting like you doin’ somethin’ new. You ain’t special - just get on your knees right quick, put that butt in the air - I be done in a minute. Ma-a-an, right now, yo’stuff tight as hell. Come on…let me get in there now, while you layin’ there, instead’ah wastin’ time talkin’, I could be through.”
The longer he went on over her ear, pestering her, nudging her, deliberately irritating her - the more ill she felt.
“Come on now, get on yo’knees, come on - hurr’up…”
She went to dart up from the bed to get away from him when he pulled her back and they began wrestling. Grinding her teeth, fighting him even though she knew she might lose, she couldn’t just give in, she didn’t want to. Yet, feeling the way she did, she was soon out of breath, out of energy to fight him. He came up behind her, yanking and forcing her underwear down so he could enter her from behind and proceeded to take her. Tears fell from Sylvia eyes the whole time wondering what had she done so bad that she deserved this.
Shaking the vivid memory from her mind, Sylvia felt Shawn’s gentle touch wiping the running tears from her eyes, she hadn’t realized she’d been crying. “What’s wrong,” he whispered close to her ear, then kissing it.
Sylvia shook her head denying it, reaching up to dry her eyes.
“Something is wrong, I know you, what?” He pressed.
Swallowing the lump in her throat, she rolled to him and wrapped her arms over his shoulders, squeezing tightly.
“What were you thinking, hm, what upset you, tell me?” He wouldn’t let it go.
“I don’t know what I’ve done, to deserve you.” She swallowed deep, and whispered passionately, “Don’t… don’t ever stop loving me Shawn. Love me just like this - even - even when I’m acting crazy, unreasonable… pushing you away, not making a bit of sense - just - just love me anyway,”
“Aaah sweetheart,” He palmed her head, pushing it back from his neck, smoothing her hair back, “Your problem will always be me loving you too much. Look how I get on your nerves now.”
“No you don’t - you don’t - that’s just me - I - I have, well - control and,” She blushed admitting it, “…independence issues.” She gently sniffed, her forehead at his chin.
“Oh yeah? You?” He joked, moving her head to kiss all the soft lovely skin on her face, “Here I thought that was just me.” he murmured in between. Sylvia shook her head, trying to get closer to him, there were times when she wanted him to completely envelope her, to hold her inside and never let her go.
“I think this is Jesse James maybe, making you feel all emotional, and…”
“No… it’s how I feel.”
Shawn chuckled, “Emmm, that’s what you say now - later you’ll be giving me that, ‘get lost’ look.”
She had to grin, but then shook her head again, “I can’t help, the way I feel sometimes - I’ll do better.”
Shawn actually laughed out loud this time, “Ooohwee, he’s doing a number on you.”
She couldn’t help but chuckle, “Stop laughing at me, I’m trying.”
“You do know, saying these things, you’re making it worse. It’ll be all your fault when you stop loving me, trying to figure out how to get me to leave you alone.”
“That’s never going to happen Shawn, not ever.”
He leaned away, tipping her chin up with a strong finger, “Never say never.”
Sylvia looked into his eyes, her own still moist with emotion as she declared, “I would die for you - take a beating for you - take a bullet for you - kill for you and all that is yours.” A few more tears fell with her firm statement. She meant it, he could see it in her eyes. To see it, finally - in someones eyes looking back at him, choked him up. Aside from Derrick, and yes - Kathy-Ann, never had a woman loved him that way. Words escaped him, his throat was clogged - instead of speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her madly. With such vibrant strength and trembling, she knew he believed her, and more than anything she knew that he’d needed someone to love him the way that he loved them all. “Make love to me Shawn,”
“You sure… you feel okay?”
“I want you to.”
“Emmm, how about - I just - take care of you? Hmm, how about that?”
“What about you?” She whimpered as he made his way to treat her.
“I’ve got the best of everything I need… shhh, lay back baby… lay back and open to me, come on…”
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