She answered the door wearing a summer dress that hid her expanding belly, but not much else. My gaze traveled down the straps to her breasts, which were bulging against the fabric. The dress ended midthigh, showing off her perfect legs. Pregnancy looked good on her.
“You look amazing,” I said.
Color crept up her cheeks as she patted her stomach. I’d never grow tired of seeing her blush… making her blush.
“I look fat, but thank you. Come in.”
She stepped aside, and I walked in, closing the door behind me. Annetta started to walk away, but I caught her hand and spun her back around to face me. My nerves were going crazy, and I needed to taste her lips and reassure myself that this thing between was real. She opened her mouth to me and wrapped her hands around my waist, pulling me closer. Encouraged, I kissed her senseless before leading her to the sofa. Then, heart in my throat, I dropped to my knee, pulled out the little white box, and popped the question.
Annetta’s eyes misted over as she looked from me to the ring. “This isn’t about the baby, is it? I mean you want to marryme, right? I don’t want you to feel obligated, because you don’t have to—”
She was scared, worried, uncertain. Grabbing the back of her neck, I did my best to kiss those fears away. How could she question what I felt for her?
When we pulled apart, her gaze searched mine.
“I love you, Net, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t grateful for this little peanut.” My hands drifted to her stomach. “He kinda kicked my ass into gear and made me realize that I do want to marry you. Hell, I’ve thought about nothing else for the past three days.”
She flashed me the most beautiful smile I’d ever seen before turning away. “It’s so soon.”
I grabbed the sides of her face and gently turned her to face me again. “Look, I know we haven’t been together long, but you and me… We can do this. I know we can. Marry me. Please?”
Cheeks wet with tears and eyes full of trust, she nodded. “Yes. Okay. I will.”
It was too good to be true, so I wrapped her in my arms and asked her to repeat herself.
She giggled. “Yes. I’ll marry you, Dom.”
Relieved, I knew just what I had to do. I stood, picking her up. She let out a little squeal as she leaned against me and settled in my arms.
“What are you doing?”
I headed for her bedroom. “I plan to make sure you don’t change your mind.”
She laughed. “Oh? And how do you plan on doing that?”
I pushed open her bedroom door and went in, gently lying Annetta on the bed. Pushing her dress up around her waist, I slowly slid her panties down her legs and flung them on the floor. Then, I leaned back and looked at her. She’d be my wife soon, but I’d never get tired of this view. Goddamn, she had great legs leading up to an hourglass figure, long neck, full lips, half-lidded eyes, and long dark hair. I wouldn’t change a thing about her.
“You’re so fuckin’ beautiful.”
“Sweet-talk, Dom?” she asked, shaking her head. “You’re gonna need to do better than that to keep me.”
“Keep talking, and I’ll give you something constructive to do with that mouth.”
Laughter danced in her eyes. She opened her mouth, but I cut off her reply when my lips landed on her clit. I kissed and blew before sucking and tonguing. Annetta writhed in pleasure beneath me, encouraging me to keep going. I licked and sucked for a while longer, enjoying the reaction of her body, until she started raising her hips, silently asking for more. She wanted more? I’d give it to her. Dipping two fingers into her wet pussy, I stroked her g-spot as my tongue flicked her clit.
“Oh god,” she breathed, gripping the sheets at her sides.
I added a third finger and sucked her clit until she came. Then I replaced my fingers with my tongue, licking away her sweet wetness.
“I think you killed me,” she said, her fingers still tangled in the sheets.
I chuckled. “I’m not done yet.”
I stripped, and then, kissing my way up her curves, removed her dress and unfastened her bra. She’d had great tits before she got pregnant, but now… now I could get lost in them. Pinching one nipple, I sucked on the other as her hands released the sheets to roam over my back. My lips moved up to her collarbone as my hands played with her big, round breasts. I nibbled at her neck, sucked on her earlobe, and then brushed kisses against her jawline.
Annetta’s lips parted, so I shifted my weight and kissed her deeply, letting her taste herself on my tongue as my hands roamed over her body before settling back down to play with her folds. Her wetness made me want to plunge my cock into her and fuck her until she screamed my name, but before I could, Annetta broke off the kiss.
“My turn,” she whispered, pushing me off her.
