Carl： Caveman Instinct series 2.5(40)

‘I don’t want to leave you.” He tried to get back into bed but I sat up and held my hand out.

 “No, you need to go to work. You’re going to have six weeks parental leave when the babies are born. Go save lives. I’ll be fine. The family is coming over. I won’t be alone.” I felt a tingle of guilt when he frowned, his head went down and his shoulders drooped. He looked like a kid who’d just had his favorite toy taken away. I almost gave in and told him he could stay home, but no, I turned away and gathered myself. ‘Be strong,’ I repeated over and over in my head.

“Fine,” he huffed and stomped to the bathroom.

Closing my eyes, I enjoyed the quiet. The shower turned on and I wiggled myself out of bed. Stretching, I groaned when a sharp pain stabbed across my stomach. “No, no, no,” I whispered as I glanced at the bathroom and listened to hear the shower still on. “Do not start anything now. I’m finally get a breather from your daddy. One more day. I need a day to myself,” I begged. I had no idea if my babies were listening, but I was determined to have today to myself.

Moving slowly, I made my way to the shower. Leaning against the bathroom sink I watched Carl in the shower. God, he was so hot and even in pain I become horny. Steam rose and the shower screen fogged but I could see the outline of his muscular back. Tempted to join him, I lifted his shirt I wore over my head and slipped out of my panties, but I hesitated. If I got in there with him he’d never leave for work. If I got in with him, I’d rub myself against him and he’d carry me back and we’d end up making love. Carl loved my pregnant body and told me a least three times a day how beautiful he thought I was and how much he loved me growing with his children.

“Do you want me to turn the water off honey?” He turned and I smiled. Even with the fogged screen I could see his cock was rock hard.

Mmm, I loved his body. He opened the screen and I groaned in appreciation, beads of waters slid down his muscles and I waddled to him. Unable to help myself, my fingers ran over his wet chest and I rubbed up against him.

“Honey, if you continue I won’t be going to work. You’re so beautiful.” He ran his hands over my stomach.

Crap, I was so horny but I wanted, no needed, time on my own. “Argh, fine.” I pushed him out of the shower.

He laughed as he stumbled back out. Closing my eyes I dunked under the spray and enjoyed a couple of minute’s peace as the hot water hit my skin. I opened my eyes as pain unlike anything I’d ever felt pulsed across my stomach. “Ooohh please. I was going to have a day to myself.” I begged my babies again. “Come on, babies. One more daaaayyy,” I screamed as I fell to the floor. The pain was excruciating.

“Annabelle, honey!” Carl came rushing in and I sat on the shower floor. He stepped into the shower, soaking his suit pants. His shirt, still unbuttoned, clung to his skin. His hand came to my stomach and he growled, “How long has this been going on?”

“Only twice.” Even I could hear the strain in my voice.

“Annabelle, you’re pregnant with twins. Labor can start in different forms. You need to tell me if anything starts happening.”

I groaned, when another sharp pain radiated through. “Okay, I need the hospital,” I rasped out between pants.

He picked me up and cradled me in his embrace. “Rafe,” he yelled. “It’s time.” He kissed my forehead. “I love you honey.”

“I love…argh.” I yelled as another sharp pain stabbed across my stomach.

Carl picked up his pace. “Honey you need to hold out until we get to the hospital. They have everything there. Keep your legs crossed.”

“Carl!” I screeched. “You did not just tell me to me to keep my legs crossed. You’re a friggin’ doctor,” I panted.

When he didn’t say anything but kissed my forehead, I knew today was going to be a long painful day.







Carl

Holy shit! “Put it back.” I stared down at the baby girl, my daughter. This wasn’t right. Silvermans didn’t have girls. But there was no mistaking the girl was a Silverman or that she was mine. She had my brown eyes, my dark hair, and her skin was my olive color.

Dr. Bay laughed. “She can’t be put back now, Dr. Silverman. You have a gorgeous baby girl.” I shot a glare her way.

“Carl,” Annabelle screamed. “Where’s my baby?”

I took my daughter from the nurse when she’d finished weighting, cleaning, and wrapping her in a blanket. Slowly I walked back over to Annabelle, who lay back in a sat up position on the bed panting and covered in sweat. I’d never seen a more beautiful sight. My baby girl was my first born. Oh God, what had happened? Fuck, oh no. Did that mean I could have another girl? Holding my baby girl, I carefully showed her to Annabelle.