A Fair Trade - Ch 5

Lydia scrubbed at the dirty cup in hand, as she thought on the events that had transpired last night. Her and Betelgeuse had sex and a lot of it might she add. It really shouldn't have surprised her with all of the sexual tension her and the poltergeist had been smoldering over for the last two months. It was only a matter of time before it ignited into a roaring fire and boy did it burn.

Her cheeks flushed with color and a groan flew out of mouth as she shifted on her feet, causing her sore thighs to ache. In all of her experience with having sex, never had she been contorted into so many positions in one night. To be honest, never had she ever had sex all night either. Living males tend to have a limit and sad to say that her past two sexual partners had cared more for their needs than hers and had a one-time limit. Apparently, her ghostly husband didn't have a limit and could go as long as he wanted to. No wonder he was so full of himself, he knew exactly what he was capable of between the sheets. He also had other brag worthy assets and she was surprised that he didn't crow about it as well.

Cold lips gently kissed her neck, causing the distracted woman to jump and drop the dish back into the soapy water. His deep chuckle shook her as he bent down to whisper in her ear "Good mornin'."

Her cheeks flushed with more color, as his lips traveled up her throat and lightly brushing along her sensitive lobe, earning a throaty moan and pleasurable jolt to her already throbbing core. "Betelgeuse…" she whined as his large hands grabbed her waist and spun her around to face him. Leaning his blonde head towards her own, she watched as his rugged face came down and caught her lips. She kissed him back with the same intensity that he was showing her and hastily flung her arms around his neck, while he shoved her back against the sink.

When he finally pulled away, his fingers reached up and brushed the tips lightly across her cheek, before his hand cupped her jaw and his thumb ran along her bottom lip. "How ya feelin', Babe?"

She leaned into his touch and gave him a small smile "A little sore, but nothing I can't handle."

He leaned in again, his lips just hovering over hers as he spoke "Good, cuz there's some things I forgot to show ya last night." His grin turned wolfish, when her lips parted and her breathing hitched, while her face flushed even more. He trailed slowly from her parted lips to her ear, his husky voice washing over her. "Plus, baby, I wanna see how many times I can make it rain."

Lydia felt her legs tremble and the throbbing in her core magnified. Holy fucking shit, she had never been so turned on by just mere words. Her blush spread from her face, moving quickly down to her chest and before she could open her mouth to respond to his heated words, a sharp squeal resounded throughout the room, causing both adults to wince and turn their attention to the table. Hazel eyes looked brightly at them, as her little hands hit the top of her high chair tray, clearly telling her parents to pay attention her and get her some breakfast.

A flustered Lydia quickly stumbled out of her husband's embrace and could have sworn she heard him groan and mutter under his breath something like, "Great. My own kid is cockblockin' me."

Smothering a giggle and shaking her head in amusement, she made her way to the oven where she had stored the food that she made earlier to keep it warm. Turning it off, Lydia grabbed some oven mitts and pulled out the heated food. She kicked the door shut with her foot, then turned and made her way to the table.

While Lydia had been grabbing the food, Betelgeuse had grabbed Lulu's bowl of cut up bananas and her sippy cup from the fridge and was dumping the fruit onto her tray and sitting her sippy cup so that it was within her reach. Once done, the poltergeist sat down and juiced two full coffee mugs, one in front of him and another in front of the place where Lydia always sits. Picking the cup in front of him up, Betelgeuse took a long draw as his still heated gaze watched her every move.

Lydia felt heat rush to her cheeks again and she tried not to make eye contact with the man. God, she was just getting hot from him looking at her. She placed the food on the table and then sat in her designated seat. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw his tongue dart out and slowly licked away a droplet of coffee that had been left on his lips, causing her to flush more and sending another jolt of pleasure straight to her core. Lydia swore once again that she saw the corner of his lips twitch up in amusement, as if he knew exactly what he was doing to her. She couldn't help, but think that her skilled husband most likely did and the sneaky bastard was enjoying every moment.

Shaking her head and trying to ignore the subtle heated and smug expressions from her suggestive husband, as she went to dish up some food and fill her already grumbling belly. Lydia had a feeling she was going to need all the energy she could get. Really, what did she get herself into?

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