Diggin' on You

 

The next few months had been a great big whirl wind when Derek also had agreed to up the date on the wedding. I wanted to get married before I couldn’t fit in the dress that my Mother had bought me the moment she found out I was getting married; it was family tradition for the Mothers to by the dresses for their daughters. She had done it for my two sisters before and now finally was able to do it for me.

It had been a magically day, my wedding day. I had worn blue panties for my ‘Something blue’, my Mother gave me her tiara from her wedding for something ‘Old’, Penny had given me the diamond bracelet of her dead Mother for ‘something barrowed’ and from my bridesmaids, JJ, Emily and Penny I had given my ‘Something New’ in a diamond earrings that sent me straight into tears and had my make-up artist, my sister, in a fit that they made me cry and ruin her work. 

The day had gone beautiful with Derek and I speaking our own written vowels, wonderful the moment as the Pastor finally told us that we were Husband and Wife.

I had truly adored the moment when Rossi had announced us at the reception as Mr. and Mrs. Derek Morgan. I still don’t no how in the hell the man did it, but I knew he black mailed Strauss for Morgan and me to get off again for a week for our Honeymoon and then had given us both a paid trip to his private beach and house in Naples, Italy on his private jet.

I always forget that bachelor David Rossi was a multimillionaire.

But it did seal the deal on making him the Godfather to Derek’s child.

So now here I was, at Kevin and Penny’s engagement party seven months into my pregnancy. I was drinking apple cider while everyone toasted to the Bride and Groom to be with sparkling wine. Spencer had finally brought his secret girlfriend. I was surprised as hell to find it being an older black woman; Charlotte Jackson was a professor at Virginia State and her intelligence nearly rivalled Spencer’s and they looked happy.

I think maybe in love.

I teased Spencer earlier by singing Stevie Wonder’s ‘Jungle Fever’, I found it absolutely hilarious as Charlotte joined by humming and making Honey-Eyes blush bright red.

“Back to front, you look damn good,” Derek’s voice took me out of my thoughts as his arms wrapped around my shoulders.

Derek was being a doll for me. My husband knew that I issues with my weight already and the pregnancy had me gaining a few more pounds and a couple more stretch marks. He made sure that he reassured me that I looked as gorgeous as when we first met. I rubbed my ass against his crotch and Derek backed off.

“Can’t do that to me, SugarMama, I don’t think Penelope would like if we dirtied up her bathroom,” he rumbled and kissed my neck. His hands dropped down as he pulled me into him again and rubbed my stomach. Ever since he felt his son kick for the first time, Derek wanted to feel it over and over again.

He sort of made feel like I was a Buddha.

“Back it off, newlyweds, I can see this getting dirty in matter of minutes,” Rossi spoke across the room towards us.

“Don’t be jealous, Rossi,” Derek hollered back and I grinned.

“Derek just takes care of my hormonal needs because I swear this pregnancy has me horny straight from the get-go.”

“No, that’s not the pregnancy,” Penny laughed and I stuck my tongue out to her.

The evening went on by and Derek and I were the last to leave. I came home, showered and then went downstairs to sit on the couch. I had been watching ‘The Dog Whisper’ when Derek had came downstairs from his shower dressed only dressed in shorts, he grabbed something to drink from the kitchen before sitting down and grabbing my feet setting them into his lap, and one strong hand started to massage them. The programmed changed into a drama and I watched intently.

This was a about a man leaving his wife since he couldn’t stand her getting bigger over the years with the kids she had from him and actually had found her disgusting when she couldn’t get off the baby weight. She had met a new man, was slowly falling in love with him as he became her crutch and taught her that she was beautiful.

I hadn’t realized Derek grabbed the remote until the channelled changed to the Food Network.

“Hey! I was watching that,” I glared at him.

“Yeah, I was watching the wheels turning in your head,” Derek shook his head, “You are sexy, pregnant or not and I would never leave you,” I smiled at him.

“Seriously, Derek, what if I get up to like 350 pounds, would you still love me, still find me attractive?” I asked him.

“Damn straight I would,” Derek nodded, “Baby, I would be concerned about your health and encourage you to lose weight. Lovelyn, I would never want you under a size 12. I love your curves,” Derek pulled me closer to him by gripping my inner knees and pulling to that I had to lean on my elbows backwards, and my legs resting over and behind his body.

“Especially this stomach,” he leaned over and kissed my stomach.

“Even with all the extra stretch marks and the loose skin that be hanging after I have this child,” I asked him, worrying my lips.

“Hell, yeah, it’ll be your badge telling me that you carried a child, our child.”

“Derek, I’m gonna send your Mama some flowers for raising you right,” I chuckled as Derek grinned and pulled me into his arms, it was a bit harder and I had to scoot back a bit because of my stomach. We kissed slowly, blocking out the world around us.

I knew instantly that this was going to turn hotter when Derek tugged at my sleep shirt. The couch was comfy with wide seats so when you pulled the pillows away that it looked like an L form bed.

I allowed Derek to take my shirt off baring my upper body to him. He had defiantly became a solidify breast-man over for the last months, he could suckle and kneed my breasts for hours. And honestly, I rather have Derek’s hot mouth soothing my tender breasts and nipples. I had used everything in the book to sooth them but nothing compared to his mouth and tongue.

I arched my back and moaned as Derek kissed my darken areole and licked a sore nipple. I stroked his bald head; I loved the rasp of his facial hair and the contrast of his mouth on my tender breast. Derek made love to my breast until I begged him for more. As he pulled away, he gripped my underwear and tore them off, the granny panties given away like it was made of paper.

“Oh yeah, that’s what I like to see,” Derek growled, one hand gripped my hips and the other came to my soaked sex laying on my pubic mound, and his thumb stroking over my clit. I arched and my hips jerked

“Derek,” I called out his name. I arched my back as he slipped his fingers into my sex. I found it arousing, but also knew that Derek only now fingered me to make sure that he didn’t get a rude awakening when he put his thick long cock in me. One too many horror stories from the other agents at Headquarters, a few from pregnancy books, I found it hilariously funny that Derek made sure that he didn’t poke his son.

“I’m ready for you,” I moaned out.

Derek looked at me, and pulled his fingers out as he got onto his knees. He grabbed the sides of his shorts and pulled them down freeing his harden cock. I went to turn around so that he could take me from behind but he told me to lift my hips. I followed directions and Derek grabbed two pillows, putting them under my ass. I was now elevated enough that all he did was grabbed the back of my knees, spread my legs wide and plunged in.

We both cried out.

And he began to make love to me. Slow, soft and tender loving that made my head spin. Oh God, the sexy sounds of his cock exiting and re-entering my wet sex was defiantly turn on. Soon it became all too much for me I could only moan, cry out and mewl for more.

“You’re so tight, so hot and so wet for me baby,” Derek groaned, “So damn sexy.”

Derek picked up the pace, his thrusting became frantic and hectic it was starting to bring me to my release in lightening speed. I arched and cried out his name as I came, I could feel Derek hardening and swelling even more before he came inside of me.

“That was good,” Derek pulled the pillows from under my ass and then leaned over to kiss me.

“I’m hungry.”

That sent Derek into a fit of laughter.

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I was treating everyone to lunch due to the fact that this was my last day at Headquarters, and I was due in the upcoming week. Hotch had talked to Strauss, and I would be able to work from home inclusively for him and Agent Foster, and Derek would get off the first two weeks but would stay on call. We were sitting in an empty meeting room, and I was devouring a beef and broccoli from a folded carton. I don’t know how we came up the topic but suddenly we were at songs that described us, or the song that went through your head when you first met.

“And you, Derek, what song did you have when you first saw your wife?” Rossi grinned

Derek kissed me, “Anthony Hamilton,” he started.

“Sista Big Bones wasn’t it,” I looked at him and he laughed with a nod.

“Derek!” JJ swatted at the man’s chest.

“It’s okay, JJ, that song is good. I think it’s quiet fitting,” I chuckled.

“Sista Big bone, can a brotha walk you home, look like a plate of neck bones, I’d like to keep

your body warm,” Derek sung the chorus of the song before he kissed my neck. I laughed.

“And you, Lovelyn, what song was you thinking about when first met Derek,” Emily asked.

“Big Pun,” I answered and Derek howled in laughter because he knew what song I meant. The others were a little lost.

“I’m not a player, I just crush a lot,” Derek kissed my cheek. I laughed.

At the end of the day, Hotch had been called and they were on a new case in New York. Derek was hesitant to leave but I had forced him to go since the baby wasn’t due until another week.

And with my luck, the case they received was a serial killer that was highly keen on not being found, he kept his tracks cleaned and kept giving them dead end leads. They spent over a week somewhere in New York, Derek had wanted to come home but I told him that Hotch needed his number two up there and help lead the team.

Penny stopped by every once and awhile to came sure that I wasn’t lying on the ground in the house giving birth. I was doing everything to keep my son in me so that Derek could be by the birth but my son won me out two weeks into the case.

I had been having minor backaches in the first week that Derek left that my Doctor had already diagnosed as contractions, she told me as long as my water didn’t break, and it was pretty common to have light contractions near the due date. She told me that if I wanted to keep the baby inside, that I should have absolute bed rest and just relax.

I had been doing just that when I had to pee. I gotten up from my bed and moved to the bathroom. I sat down and used the bathroom, as I moved to wipe myself when I suddenly released water again.

“Ohhh….Damn!” I shouted as I knew instantly what had happened. My damn water broke.

I got up from the toilet, grabbed a toothbrush and started to brush my teeth. Made no sense to stay at home now, I had decided to go to my hospital. As I was brushing my teeth, I felt a ripping pain, contractions and not a mild one. I gripped the sink and breathed heavily through the pain before it faded with a dull ache. I redressed in a fresh clean night gown, grabbed my go back and called our next door neighbor to watch the dogs.

Derek and I had already given our young next door neighbors some money and a key to the house for when we were both called away or something like this happened. I drove myself to the hospital using the phone in my car to call Penny, telling her that I was going to the hospital since my water broke.

I pulled over once since another contraction hit me, they were a half hour apart which meant I had enough time before Junior was born.

I parked the car in long term parking before walked into the hospital with my go bag around my shoulder.

I watched for a few minutes as doctors, and nurses zipped by me. I pursed my lips together and walked over to the receptionist.

“Ma’am, take your seat, you turn is coming next,” the nurse spoke to me without looking up at me.

I rolled my eyes, and sighed, “Sure, I can have this baby in the lobby,” I walked away.

“Wait!” the nurse called, “Ma’am has your water broke yet?” she asked.

“Sure did. I thought I ha….Ohhhhhhhhh,” I grabbed the front desk and heckled as another contraction ripped through me. 

“Lovelyn?” I looked up to see my Doctor. Gloria and I were first name bases. She has been looking at my vagina for the last ten years; I think calling each other by our last names would be overrated by now.

“Hey Gloria, I tried, but he’s coming. Water broke and everything,” I told her, she gripped my upper arm as another nurse wheeled a wheelchair over.

“Contractions?”

“Thirty, now,” I looked at the clock, “Twenty.”

“Get her up to OBGYN, her room is 801,” Gloria spoke to the nurse.

I was brought to my room, hooked up to a machine that monitored my child’s heart and my own an hour later Penny came in while I was middle in a contraction gripping a pillow and biting on it so hard that my jaw hurt. She looked at me and grimaced.

“I might never want to have kids.”

“This is supposed to nothing compared to actually labor,” I told her, “Yippee” clearly I was being sarcastic.

“Did you reach Derek?” I asked her.

Penelope shook her head, “I couldn’t reach any of them, I wrote Derek a text though,” she said and I nodded.

Look like this was only going to be Penny and me.

As my contractions got closer and I dilated wider, Gloria came into the room, smiling brightly dressed in a green smock and sat down in front of me. As the nurses moved to set everything up and started to put my legs into position that I realized that was about to have a baby.

“I think this is my cue to leave,” Penny stood up from her chair, but I snatched her wrist.

“Don’t leave me alone, Penny. This was supposed to be Derek and me, but he’s not here. Please, Penny,” I pleaded at her as I felt Gloria hands go places that were way to intimate.

“He’s crowning, I can feel his head, Lovelyn you have to push at the next contraction,” Gloria spoke.

Penny looked green, “Lovelyn…” she trailed off as gave her the ultimate puppy dog eyes I could muster.

“Okay, I’m doing this support thing sitting down,” Penny pulled her chair close, and gripped my hand now with both just in time as I felt another contraction, I took a deep breath, held it and pushed.

JJ, my Mother, my Sister and my girlfriends weren’t playing. It was painful as fuck!

“Breath, Lovelyn,” Gloria’s calm voice stopped me from pushing and I breathed. “When you feel another one, push like you did just now, that was perfect, Lovelyn.”

I looked a Penny, “It hurts,” I giggled out.

“Yeah, I can only guess,” she swallowed, “Just you can do it, billions of women did it before you, you can do it too,” she encouraged me. Another contraction started, I gripped Penny again and pushed hard.

I groaned, moaned and screamed through my clenched teeth.

“He’s head almost out. One more big push.”

“Let’s go, Lovelyn,” Penny kissed my sweaty cheek, and another waved of pain rolled over the hill. I pushed like hell.

“I got him,” Gloria shouted and I had a bloody, wrinkly baby boy laying on my chest not to happy either.

“Good set of lungs,” Penny smiled, “Ack, why am I crying!” she wiped at her smearing eyeliner. 

I smiled and touched a tiny cheek, “Hey there,” I looked at him again, “God, you are so worth it.”

The nurses took hold of him and went to clean him up after they cut the umbilical cord. The nurses helped me get clean and dressed, Penny helping me too. After I was changed and propped up in bed, I was handed my son again. I popped open my top, and placed him at my nipple for his first meal.

He latched onto it and drank greedily, gripping my breast too.

“Yeah, you’re your Daddy,” I laughed and Penny chuckled.

“Aww, I can’t believe a half hour ago he’s was still in your tummy. He’s so cute, look at that pouty mouth and tiny nose,” she stroked a finger over his forehead and cheek.

My door flew open and Derek came sliding in, coming to a halt in front of my bed.

“Jerk! You missed all the good stuff a half hour ago,” I stuck out my tongue at Derek.

“Is that him?”

Derek Morgan was in shock at the sight of his child.

“No, Derek, they just put a random baby in my arms to fed,” I rolled my eyes.

Derek’s eyes softened and walked over to the side of bed.

“My God, he’s beautiful,” Derek whispered in awe.

I smiled and kissed Derek’s cheek as he leaned in close enough to look at his son.

“I know.”

My son was finished feeding, I burped him and handed him over his Father’s arms. Derek cradled his now snoozing full son.

“Can I take a pic to send to everyone?” Penny bounced around to Derek pulling her cell phone out.

Derek held his baby; Penny snapped a picture of the little man in Derek’s arms. She typed what I assumed the measurements and weight, and then looked at us both.

“His name?”

Derek looked at me and I looked at him and nodded, “Nathan, named after my Father, Nathan Reid Morgan.”

Penny smiled, typed and then hit the send button.

I looked Derek and Nathan, my two wonderful men.

My life wrapped in one beautiful package.

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