Boy Next Door

Anytime

[Smut Warning]

"Hello! How is my favorite little family doing today?" Karen answered cheerfully.

"Not little for much longer..." Shawn muttered the words under his breath. Camila side-eyed him, as if telling him to shut up.

"We're doing great," Camila sighed in response to her mother-in-law's question. "How have you guys been?"

"Good! Busy, but good."

"Are Dad and Liyah there with you?" Shawn asked.

"Um, no...not right now. Your dad is outside and your sister is in her room. I can get them if you'd like...?"

"Can you? We have some news..." Camila bit her lip in an attempt to suppress the giant smile threatening to take over her face. Karen eyed them both curiously but called over Manny and Aaliyah anyway.

"Should I be worried about you two having news?" Manny joked.

"We just want to show you something." Shawn reached for the sonogram picture and held it up in front of the camera. "Can you see that?"

"Yes..."

"Is that one of Naomi's old ultrasounds?" Aaliyah asked.

"Nope," Camila giggled. "It's mine...from today." Shawn and Camila watched in amusement as shock took over the faces of the other three.

"You're joking..."

"Camila's pregnant? And so is Naomi?"

"I can't believe this."

"It's real," Shawn chuckled. "We're shocked too."

"What are you guys going to do?" Aaliyah asked. Everybody else laughed.

"What do you mean what are they going to do?" Manny asked. The younger girl shrugged.

"We're gonna have two newborns, I guess."

"Camila, have you told your family yet?" Karen asked.

"Yes, we told them just before calling you. They're in shock too."

"I think we all are," Shawn pointed out.

"How far along is she?"

"It's an anniversary baby." Shawn wiggled his eyebrows suggestively while Camila just rolled her eyes.

"Ew, TMI!" Aaliyah grimaced. Manny, however, seemed proud.

"That's my boy!" Karen and Camila were both just shaking their heads at the two men.

"I'm due March 12th."

"So one baby late November and another in March?" Karen sounded somewhat worried, like she knew it would be a handful but she also knew they'd figure it out. "And Quinn will be two by then..."

"But she's an angel, she won't have a 'terrible two' phase, right?" Camila asked the question hopefully but she already knew the answer. Quinn was a toddler; bad days were inevitable.

"We wouldn't know. We've never had a good kid." Karen swatted Manny on the chest with the back of her hand at his comment. They chatted for a bit longer on FaceTime before hanging up when Quinn started to get fussy, needing a good nap. Camila took her into her room and put her down to sleep before quietly walking back into her and her husband's bedroom. She couldn't help but smile when she saw him laying on their bed holding the book of poetry she had published in front of his face, reading it intently.

"Anything good in there?" Shawn turned his head to look at his wife standing in the doorway.

"It's all good," he sighed. "It's all...incredible."

"You flatter me." She closed the door behind her and walked over to the bed, laying down next to him. "I love reading what you write. You should make another book."

"I want to. I have some written, but not enough for a full collection yet."

"I like when you write dirty poems about me."

"I know you do," she giggled. "Speaking of..." She looked over at him hopefully, biting her bottom lip as he eyed her.

"Go on..."

"I mean, I'm just saying that our daughter just went down for a nap and we're both already on the bed so..." Shawn snorted and shook his head before closing the book and setting down onto the nightstand.

"Isn't it too early in your pregnancy for the 'horny' side effect?"

"Who said it's a pregnancy side effect?"

"You really came in here with an agenda, didn't you? Is that why you closed the door behind you?" He smirked at her. Her cheeks turned bright pink as she playfully rolled her eyes.

"I don't know, maybe..." Before she knew it, he had moved on top of her and crashed his lips against hers hungrily. She lifted her hand and gently caressed his jaw, moaning into his mouth when his tongue pushed against hers. His sudden eagerness did absolutely nothing to stifle the intense arousal she had already been feeling. They had only been kissing for a couple minutes when he began whispering in her ear, detailing all of the dirty things he wanted to do to her and with her.

"God, I want you to sit on my face," he groaned into her ear, his hips rocking against hers. "Take your clothes off. Let me see you." He rolled off of her and watched closely as she stood up and peeled each item of clothing off her body, leaving her completely naked in front of him. He motioned for her to come over and she did, straddling his waist as he laid back against the bed. His hands squeezed her butt firmly before grabbing her hips and bringing her closer to his face. She had one leg on either side of his head, slowly lowering herself down onto his waiting tongue. He licked her slow and hard, making her gasp and buck her hips for more.

"Faster," she panted. But he refused.

"No. Be patient. You'll cum like this." His mouth attached to her again, this time gently sucking her swollen clit between his lips. She moaned loudly and he instantly pulled away again. "You need to be quiet." He couldn't help but smirk when she nodded and squeezed her lips together in an attempt to muffle herself. He got back to work licking her, moaning against her heat when he'd be rewarded with her juices trickling onto his tongue. Even this far into their relationship he still found himself addicted to her taste. "You taste so good, baby. Do you know that? Do you know how fucking delicious your pussy is?" Just his words alone made her moan. She loved how vulgar he could be in intimate moments like this. "Do you wanna cum, baby?"

"Y-yes."

"Hm? Beg for it."

"P-please," she whimpered as one hand reached down, her fingers tangling into his hair. "Please, baby. Please. I need to cum. Please make me cum." As if on command, she felt the coil of heat that had been winding up inside of her start to come undone. Her head fell back, her mouth fell open, and her hips bucked against his face as she rode out her orgasm as quietly as she possibly could. She moved herself off of him as soon as she came down and watched as he hastily pulled off his t-shirt and sweatpants. He took his cock into his hand, stroking it firmly as he looked at her.

"Come here, baby. Come sit on my cock." Camila nodded and crawled towards him, swinging one leg over his waist so she was straddling him again. She lifted her hips and sucked in a sharp breath when she felt him brush the tip of his length through her wet folds before aligning himself at her entrance. His hands moved to her hips, encouraging her to lower herself onto him. Her nails clawed at his chest and her eyes drifted shut as she felt herself stretch around him. "That's it, baby. Good girl...ride me, baby." She rolled her hips and bounced on top of him until she felt her legs start to shake. She clenched around him as she came, feeling him empty himself into her just moments after.

"That felt so good," she hummed into his ear as she laid slumped on top of him. "Thank you, baby." He chuckled and kissed her shoulder, his hand caressing her bare back which was now glistening with a thin layer of sweat.

"Anytime."