“On you. I want to spend money on you.” He put his arm around my waist. “You've done so much. Catered to my every whim.”
I chuckled. “That's what I'm here for.”
“You know I never take you for granted.”
“No?”
“Never.” Aspen grinned. “But you do remember…. I never got you a Christmas present. Back at the lodge you got me something.”
“That was ten months ago. Christmas is in two months. You can get me something then. But seriously, the baby is my gift.”
We were having a boy. The due date was just before Thanksgiving. One month away. I thought it was perfect timing.
“You’re right. The baby is our gift to each other for sure. I got your back.” He patted me between the shoulder blades.
That night we made love slowly. I placed Aspen on his side and used my cock to spread him wide open. The obstetrician saidsex was good all the way up to delivery. It stretched the passage and relaxed the muscles afterward. Aspen certainly didn't mind.
His pregnant body was sexy. Looking at him, at his rounded belly, turned me on. Sometimes I came too fast, out of control. That happened again tonight. When I was done, and he wasn't, I crouched between his legs and teased and sucked him until he lifted his hips and cried out, coming down my throat.
Sometimes it was hard for him to get to sleep now. It was most comfortable for him to be on his back, but he hated sleeping in that position, said it gave him nightmares.
I put my arm under the pillow where his head lay and my other hand on his stomach, holding him against me. Then I began rubbing slow circles around and around the baby bump to soothe him and make him feel more secure.
“I'm right here,” I told him. “You and our baby are completely safe from monsters in your sleep.”
“Tell that to my subconscious,” he mumbled.
It was October and the cold weather had returned allowing me to bundle him up in the comforter and cuddle him without him becoming too hot.
Winter was coming. My favorite season.
“Our are baby craves junk food.”Aspen lay back against the pillows of the bed and set the salad I'd brought him aside. He was due any day now. Less than a week ago, he’d finally stopped going to work.
I had also taken paternity leave at the same time so I could be with him all day and all night until the baby came.. Thanksgiving was a week away. We had planned to go to his parents’ house on that day but if the baby came we weren't sure we would make it.
It was ten p.m. and brittle cold outside. Since it was a Friday night, Aspen was in luck. Most of the drive through fast food joints were open till one a.m.
“What will it be? A bag of tacos? Chicken Strips with three different kinds of dipping sauce? Those potato cakes you like so much?”
He rubbed his hands together. “Ohh that all sounds so good. But what I'm really craving is a bean burrito with extra cheese.”
“I can get that for you.”
As I turned to grab my keys, he held up his hand. “Don't forget the fries.”
“I'll get the combo. Anything else?”
“A chocolate shake please.” A guilty look spread over his face. “I know I shouldn't eat all that this late, but I'm starving.”
“We'll stream a movie so you don't get indigestion going to sleep right after you eat.”
“I want a large diet Coke, too.”
“After ordering all that you're going to get a diet drink?”
“Yeah. You're right. That does sound wrong. You don't have to get it for me if you don't want to.”
“Babe.” I stroked my hand down the side of his face. “I'll bring you back anything you want. I'll go to three different drive through lanes if that's what it takes. But I will have to keep you up a couple hours afterward. Deal?”
