Her dark hair cascades over one shoulder in a wave, her breasts bounce slightly as she adjusts herself on my cock and she places both her hands gently on my abdomen.
With her head tilts up, her skin shimmers with an array of colors from the Christmas lights on the tree behind us.
I take her in, speechless as her pussy clenches around my cock and pulls all my attention south.
Warmth rises and coils in my gut while my heart begins to race and yet I quickly become distracted.
This is the first time her bump has been clearly visible and it hits me that there’s really a baby in there.
Our future quietly grows inside her. Such a surreal sight.
I caress her hip with one hand and keep my other hand higher on her waist, supporting her.
She finally opens her eyes and looks down at me through her dark lashes, sucking on her lower lip for a few seconds.
“You look so beautiful.”
“Are you saying that because I’m sitting on your cock?” Snow laughs and the tremor through her body shoots straight to my cock.
“Maybe.” I grin. “Do that again.”
“Do what?”
“Laugh. When you laugh, I can feel it with my dick.”
“Xander!” She bursts out giggling and it’s the most sensual, tickling feeling how her body vibrates and ripples around my cock.
I can’t keep the smile from my face and it remains even as she braces against my abdomen and begins to ride me, long, slow movements of her pussy where she lifts herself until only my tip remains inside her, then she sinks back down and moans sweetly every time she settles against my pelvis.
She has more control than me.
Every stroke of her velvety soft walls against my cock, every second spent inside her alluring heat; I want to take her and flip her over, then fuck her until she never forgets just how thick my cock is ever again.
Later.
I have the rest of my life to do just that.
Now we’re just reconnecting, enjoying the moment where our bodies connect and our souls are at peace.
Snow’s moans become louder and louder and her pace increases, but just as she lifts herself with a trembling whimper, my phone blares to life and she abruptly sits back down.
“I’m not going to answer it,” I say breathlessly. “Keep going.”
“What if it’s important?”
“Doubt it.”
“It could be your sister.”
My eyes narrow and Snow tightens her pussy around my cock while smirking. “Answer it.”
“Are you serious?”
“You’re a surgeon. You can keep your cool under pressure, right?”
My lips part but before I can reply, she leans and reaches into our piles of clothes until she locates my ringing phone.
She checks the screen, hits answer, and tosses it to me just as she lifts herself up on my cock once more.
