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Her body is changing, and it’s mind-blowingly remarkable. Knowing that she’s growing our baby and the things she’s putting her body through to do it makes me feel ways that are completely unexpected.

I’m in total awe of her, and the way it affects me takes me by surprise every single time the wave of emotion plows into my chest.

My love for her seems to grow exponentially and inexplicably by the day, and every moment we spend together verifies to me that I want to spend every other moment I possibly can with her.

It’s as if I fall in love with her more every day, and just when I think I can’t possibly love her more than I already do, I fall a little harder.

I pull the fabric up still more until I’m able to lift it over her head and deposit it on the floor beside us. I slide her panties down her legs, and I unhook the bra holding her engorged tits hostage.

She’s naked, and she’s beautiful.

“Press those gorgeous tits against the window,” I say, and she tries, but her stomach gets in the way. I rest my hands over her belly, and she sighs contentedly. I raise one hand to her tit andlower the other one until I’m pushing a finger into her, and she moans as she leans back into me.

“Fuck, Des. Your body is perfect, and your pussy is soaked.”

“I was waiting all night for this,” she admits, her voice raspy with need.

Last time we were here, I remember sliding a finger into her and not giving her friction. I was playing with her. Seeing how far I could push her and how much it would take to get her to climax. It was supposed to just be one night, and fuck, look at us now, staring at the edge of forever.

I give her friction this time. I don’t want to make her stand too long, but the easiest position these days is doggy style or her on top.

So rather than make her wait, I finger her for a few hot beats as she rides my hand, and then I pull my finger out, unbuckle my belt, and say, “Palms on the window.”

It forces her to bend forward a little and stick her ass out toward me, and I slide right into that hot, wet cunt.

She groans with need as I start to move inside her, and I know I won’t last long tonight. She always feels good, like her body was made for mine, and maybe it was.

I pick up the pace, my body slamming into hers as she claws at the window, our moans and grunts filling the air with the sound of our bodies slapping together.

I feel my balls tighten. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck,” I growl. “I’m about to come.”

“Me too,” she cries, and I lean forward to brush my fingers along her clit as my body explodes into hers. My hands move haphazardly along her slick cunt as jet after jet of hot come fills her completely, and she cries my name over and over while we ride through the hot climax together.

Once our bodies hit the peak and start to come back down, I pull out of her and lead her over to the bed. She sits on the edgewhile I grab a washcloth to help her clean up, and then we climb into bed together. She leans over for a kiss goodnight, but rather than just a quick kiss, her lips linger on mine. I open my mouth to hers as urgency takes over, and we kiss a while just like that before she pulls back.

“I love you,” she says.

“I love you, too. Tonight was incredible, Des, and it’s all because of you.”

Her eyes soften even in the dark, and my heart feels full.

We wake in the morning after a successful event, and I order breakfast in bed. We spend the day laughing together, and we spend the night wrapped together as I press my hand to her stomach.

She’s right. We won’t get many more nights with just the two of us, and I’m grateful I canceled the appearance for this moment in time together.

And even though I canceled my appearance, she decides not to cancel her trip to visit her friends, which gives us even fewer nights together before the baby arrives.

Chapter 61: Desiree Dixon

Myers Briggs

These three days away from each other will do us some good, I think. Being pregnant comes with a whole host of pressures, and doing it away from my three best girlfriends as I adjust to a whole new life—one my father wholeheartedly still disapproves of—has been harder than I thought it would be.

Which is why I burst into tears as I stand on their front porch when they open the door.

“Oh my God, what’s wrong?” Chloe asks as she throws open the door.

“I miss you three so much!” I wail as all three women somehow toss their arms around me at the same time.

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