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Homecoming

This is a "censored" version of a slightly NSFW commission done by the incomparable @/artbyainna on Instagram. The full version and accompanying fic can be found below the break.

Book: Open Heart (Post Series)

Pairing: Tobias Carrick x F!MC

Rating: Explicit (18+ Only)

Category: Loving Smut

Summary: New parents and normally insatiable Casey & Tobias have been given the "green light" by Casey's OB/GYN, and they are determined to make it a night to remember.

Words: 2.9k

A/N: This commission has me 😱 But it's definitely a little NSFW, so the full version is below. The uncensored artwork and fic both contain adult content and should not be viewed by anyone under 18. @aprilchallenge - You are My Home / @tobias-carrick-appreciation-week - Day 5 After Hours - Romance

Have I mentioned how much I freaking love Ainna? I have? OK. Carry on as I continue to drool over this commission. 😊

Casey was all smiles as she left Dr. Garcia’s office. Per usual, she had the nurses and staff in stitches as she regaled them with story upon story of how she and Tobias were adjusting to life as new parents.

“You need a sitcom!” the receptionist, Jean, hollered.

“I agree,” Nurse Becky chimed in. “None of us ever saw Dr. Carrick… well… the other Dr. Carrick, in the happily married, proud papa role, but he seems to have grown into it.”

“Ah, he was made for this,” Casey beamed. “It just had to happen at the right time.”

“With the right person,” Jean injected. “I don’t know what kind of fairy dust you’re mixing, lady, but you should market that stuff. Because trust… many tried and failed before you. You could be rich.”

“Well, I’m going to be selfish and keep that magic to myself,” Casey winked. “It could be dangerous, you know? Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go… I’m anxious to get home to my husband.”

The doctor’s offices were in a separate wing from the main hospital, but Casey was still cautious as she made her way to the garage. Still, on maternity leave, she had no desire to run into anyone and get marred down in further conversation… not today.

She made it to her new car, a Genesis G90. A ridiculously overpriced “push present” Tobias gifted her after Samantha’s birth.

“Hey, it’s top-rated for safety, and that’s what my two girls will be driving in.”

If there was one thing he knew more than how much she disdained extravagant gifts, it was the loopholes around them that would prohibit her from turning them away. But today, she was the one with a present he couldn’t resist if he tried.

“Hello,” he answered, and her face brightened.

“Hello, gorgeous! How are you and my precious little girl?”

“We are doing great!” He gushed. “We had naptime and bathtime, but our daughter is not much of a conversationalist. She didn’t have a word to say when I told her all about how we met. She seemed bored. Rude… if you ask me.”

Casey rolled her eyes. “I see that dad joke gene is already active in you.”

“I was born to tell dad jokes, babe,” he laughed. “How’d your visit go?”

“It went great… better than great!”

“Yeah, how so?”

“I got the green light.”

“Hun, are you driving? Why don’t we talk when you get home?”

“No!” she laughed. “You’re on Bluetooth, dear. I’m fine. The green light I’m referring to has nothing to do with traffic.”

“All right, you’ve lost me… if the green light is not about…. OH!” realization struck. “You mean that green light.”

“YES!!!!” Casey cheered. “T, was your Mom serious when she said she’d take Sammy off our hands for a night so we could… rest?”

“Heh,” he chuckled deeply. “She sure was. Unfortunately, there won’t be much rest taking place.”

“Well, we don’t have to tell her that,” Casey laughed. “Can you make it happen? Six-freaking weeks, we’ve waited long enough! When we plunge back into that refreshing pool, I don’t want any distractions from spectators on their lounge chairs or high chairs.”

“Interesting analogy. When do we want to do this?”

“Tonight? After dinner?”

“Anxious, are we,” he grinned.

“Oh, and you’re not?”

“Please, I’m ready to bundle this little one up now and leave her on grandma’s front steps.”

“Tobias!” she giggled.

“What? My Mom would be good to her?”

“Yes… for the night… now, set it up. I’ll be home in fifteen minutes.”

“I’m on it! Let the foreplay begin.”

~~~~~

Casey decided to stay home when Tobias brought Sammy to Vivian’s. Saying goodbye to her little one for her first overnight visit with Grandma proved more challenging than anticipated. Plus, she wanted to be “ready” when her loving husband returned. She rushed to their bedroom and dug through her long abandoned lingerie drawer, dismayed to find almost nothing fit anymore. Discouraged, she grumbled.

“I should have known this!”

Finally, an older pair of stretchy black lace panties with a matching, equally stretchy, bra fit. It would have to do.

“At least these still fit,” she sighed as she slipped on a pair of black, patent leather pumps. She let her long lochs down and touseled her hair, applying a bit of lipgloss for the final touch. Giving herself the once over in the mirror, she smiled… sure, her body may have changed, but she still had it going on… and Tobias reminded her of that every chance he had.

Her eyes widened when she heard the rumbling of keys in the front door a little sooner than expected.

“Shit!” She whispered, rushing to light the candles she had placed on the room's perimeter. Then, she hopped onto their bed and struck a seductively sweet pose. She took a deep breath as her heart raced with anticipation.

The look on Tobias’s face when he opened the door was priceless. As was the delightful, almost nervous chuckle that followed. He tossed his phone on a table next to the bedroom door, and effortlessly removed his shirt, biting his lower lip as he glided in her direction. He was on her in an instant. His lips ravaging hers as his tongue swept into her mouth, proving that the lipgloss had been a wasted effort in just seconds. His hands slid over the length of her body. He eagerly caressed every curve as if he were exploring them for the first time, yet, with a familiarity and ease that could only be shared with the person his heart had waited its whole life for.

His large hand slid over her breast, deftly pushing the soft lace aside. He cupped it tenderly as his thumb encircled her pert nipple. A languid groan slipped from her mouth into his, and she felt him smile against her.

“I missed those beautiful little noises, baby girl.”

“Good,” she smiled. “Because there are many more where that came from.”

Tobias pulled back with a gentle smile, his eyes slowly trailing over her body.

“You are so freaking beautiful,” he sighed, sucking in a breath as he soaked her in once more.

Casey’s cheeks reddened, and she demurred just a little.

“I wanted to wear something nicer than this old set,” she apologized. “But nothing fits me anymore.”

His eyes landed on hers, an incredulous look on his face. “Baby, you don’t need any of this. You’re perfect just the way you are.”

Before she could respond, his lips were on hers again as his hands moved up her torso, ripping the delicate lace in two and tossing its remains to the floor.

“Tobias!” Casey shouted.

“What? You said it’s old… I’ll replace it. But I have got to have you.”

His fingers ran through her hair as he planted tender kisses on her neck… her chest, telling her how beautiful she was and how much he loved her with each gentle touch. Casey’s eyes shut, reveling in his adoration, but then she squirmed, abruptly pushing him away.

“What,” he asked, startled. “Are you OK? Do you want to… to wait?”

“No! Oh, God, no!” she insisted.

“OK,” he smiled crookedly, “thank God. But what’s wrong? Why’d you pull away.”

Casey playfully slithered against him, relishing the way he hissed when her tongue traced the curve of his ear, finishing with her teeth roughly tugging at his earlobe.

“We had an amazing sex life for a pregnant couple,” she whispered, “I mean… the best of anyone we know.”

“We did… we are freaking good,” he agreed.

“But…”

“But?” he pushed back, brows raised.

“But once we found out I was pregnant, sex was usually… sweet… very loving and sweet. Don’t misunderstand. I loved it… I love that….”

“But…” he continued.

Casey leaned forward, staring lustfully into his eyes.

“But I don’t want sweet tonight,” she said with a graveled voice that sent a shiver down his spine.

She knew the salacious smirk that came to his face well. “And what do you have in mind?” he leered.

She reached over to the end table and opened up a drawer, tossing a red satin ribbon that hadn’t received much attention lately his way.

“I was thinking about this,” she purred.

A slow, measured chuckle escaped him, nodding enthusiastically as his fingers stroked the smooth strip of fabric.

“OK. OK,” he grinned. “I love the way you think.” He picked up the ribbon and snapped it between his hands. “Whatever you want, gorgeous.”

“Welll…” she droned as Tobias began binding her wrists. “It’s just that usually… you know… when you tie up my wrists like this? It’s usually about whatever you want.”

She thought he may have growled.

“I was so fucking lucky to find you,” he enthused as he rapidly tied the ribbon into a tight bow.

“You sure were,” she giggled. “But there is one problem.”

“What’s that?”

“I’m not sure how I feel about calling you Daddy now that you are… you know… a Daddy?”

Laughing playfully, he answered her with a kiss. “You could always go with sir… or spice it up a little, call me Papi? Whatever you like.”

“Tobias,” she teased, “it’s supposed to be what you like!”

His eyes locked on hers… darkened… all signs of playfulness gone.

“What I’d like is you… up against that wall… right now.”

Casey bit her lower lip with a grin.

“Yes, sir…” she mewled, eagerly complying with his order. She placed her bare back against the wall, cold against her burning flesh, she allowed the delicious chill to travel throughout her body.

This wasn’t their first rodeo, so she knew just what to do… arms over her head, one leg gently crossed over the other. Then with a deep breath, she waited… silently, motionless… not another move until he instructed her what to do.

Tobias was desperate to be inside her, but he took his time. Watching her, her hair covering her breast, allowing just a peek at her swollen pink nipples. He could barely breathe. His wife, so beautiful, trusting… waiting so prettily for his command, his touch. He walked toward her, painstakingly slow, stalking her the way an animal stalks its prey… and she was his prey. He wanted to devour her… in the most salacious way.

He placed his arm over her head, eagerly grasping her bound hand in his. His steely blue eyes stared into hers with an intensity that made her weak. She could feel his breath wafting over her skin. And while her mouth went dry, she felt moisture pooling between her legs. Struggling to remain still, desperate for his touch… it finally arrived in the form of a finger, trailing down her face. She let out the softest whimper as his thumb ran over her full lips, earning her a stern look, but he let it slip. He couldn’t help it; he was enraptured.

“You are so beautiful,” he breathed, stroking her chin. “You are so beautiful, and you’re mine.”

His mouth was on her chest. Its warmth soothed her as he sucked and nibbled her hardened peak like a man starved. His tongue teased her nipple, lodged between his teeth, as his fingers furiously rolled and tugged the other side. He smiled when her body began to quiver. Yet, she compliantly held her breath to stop herself from making the noises her body was desperate to release.

“Such a good girl,” he praised, never removing his teeth nipple. She pressed her back against the wall, struggling to find something to help her through.

His hands firmly grasped her hips, and he shifted back.

“But good girls, don’t try to get away from me like that. What are you doing, baby?” he asked as his fingers began stroking her soaked folds. “I’ve only started to have fun with you. You can’t give up this soon… try to relax.”

He dropped to his knees, uncrossing her leg and placing her thigh over his shoulder. She bit her lips to muffle a scream as he buried his face between her legs. He feverishly rubbed, licked, bit… his firm tongue entering her body, then slowly dragged up to her swollen clit as she grinded her hips against his face. He came up for air with a smile but refused to stop servicing her as he did. He scraped the stubble on his chin against her delicate skin, over and over again, until she couldn’t fight it anymore. A wonton shriek filled the air, reverberating off the walls as her body shuddered around him.

With his mouth still latched on to her, he smacked her ass firmly to get her attention.

“Did I say you could make noise yet?”

“No… I… I’m sorry,” she gasped.

His teeth grazed her swollen clit, then tugged it for effect.

“I’m sorry.. who?”

“I’m… I’m…” she panted. “I’m sorry, Sir.”

Tobias snickered despite himself, gently kissing her inner thighs as she gyrated around him.

“You really can’t bring yourself to say, Daddy, anymore. Can you, baby girl?”

“Tobias…” she moaned with a giggle, “you’re breaking role!”

“I am,” he agreed. Jumping to his feet, he untied her wrists with one quick tug. “Because I have to have you.”

Lifting her by her thighs, she wrapped her legs around his back, holding him close as she fell on the bed with him atop her. His mouth ferociously on to whatever it touched… her face, neck, chest. He lifted himself off to push his pants to the floor. Casey groaned when his erection sprung out, smacking her lower abdomen, then quickly rubbing over her clit before roughly plunging inside her. Their mutual moans filled the air as hot-white pleasure overtook them. There was no time, space, nothing except them and the intense pleasure they brought each other.

“Oh... God…I…” Casey spat out in choked breaths.

Tobias moved hard and fast, his rock-hard cock moving with ease in and out of her slick, tight walls… all too eager to welcome him home.

“Oh.. you feel good,” he gasped in her ear. “You feel so fucking good! How am I not always inside of you?”

“I wouldn’t complain,” she whispered as he chuckled.

“I missed you,” he grunted… as his pace doubled. Beads of sweat dropped off him, splashing onto Casey below as his movements became more erratic. Her cries grew louder with each punishing thrust.

“Oh, God, I should stop….’

“DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE!” She hollered, her eyes wide. Gripping his hips, she pushed up into him.

“I didn’t want to come this quick, but.. I…I….”

“The quicker we come,” she panted. “The quicker we get to round two? Right?”

“Yeah,” Tobias nodded. “I love the way you think.”

Permission granted, he kept fucking her so hard and so fast that they found themselves pushed against the headboard.

“Oh, God,” he gasped. “Oh, God… Casey… are you….”

She didn’t need to answer as she clenched around him so tightly he fought to stay inside her.

“TOBIAS!!!” She screamed, and he smiled because he knew the neighbors had to hear that.

“That’s my girl,” hissed through clenched teeth, “That’s my girl coming for me.”

He pushed in one, two more times, then a deep, guttural groan escaped him as he spilled deep inside her.

His quivering body collapsed atop her. Both felt as if every nerve was exposed, every touch sending shocks throughout them, but they weren’t about to stop. Limbs entwined, they desperately clung to each other, kissing, licking, his fingers tangled in her hair.

Eventually, he collapsed at her side, and her head lay atop his chest, listening to the sound of his beating heart.

“Holy fuck,” he gasped.

“Holy fuck is right,” Casey beamed.

He turned to her with a salacious smile. “We’ve still got it, baby!”

“We so still have it,” she happily agreed.

“I love you,” he said, kissing her forehead. “I love you so much. Thank you… thank you for being at the deli that day.”

“Thank you for being there,” she giggled. “Oh, and then thanks for saving me.”

“Oh, baby girl,” he said, taking her face in his hands. “If anyone needed saving, it was me. And you did it in the best possible way. You are my world, Casey Carrick.”

“And you’re mine. I love you.”

Tobias pulled her to him, their lips meeting in a gentle, tender kiss.

“So,” he winked as he pulled away. “Are you ready for round two?”

“Round two?” she giggled. “Maybe after a quick nap.”

“Oh, thank God!” he sighed. “You know, I’m an old man.”

“Yeah, but you’re my old man.”

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