She undresses, and I can’t help but look at her middle section. When she notices, she sighs. “The doctor thinks I’m having an invisible pregnancy. I looked it up, and apparently, it’s when you don’t show until you’re very far along. One woman said she didn’t know she was pregnant until she was a few weeks from giving birth. The doctor said I should start feeling the baby soon, but some women who had invisible pregnancies never felt their baby kick. Like, howdoes that happen?” She huffs. “Peyton said Damien would kick so hard that it felt like he had taken out a rib.”
I chuckle, thinking about my nephew kicking the hell out of Peyton’s ribs. “That sounds like something he’d do.”
“I just hope the baby is okay,” she says, placing her hand over her belly. “Peyton said she knew they were okay in there because they would kick, but what if I don’t feel that? The only way I’ll know they’re okay is at the doctor’s appointments, which are only every four weeks.”
“Everything’s going to be okay,” I say, stepping toward her. “I can’t imagine stress is good for you or the baby.”
“No, it’s not.” She sighs.
“C’mon. Let’s get in so you can relax.”
I help her in, and then I slide in behind her, holding her hand so she can lower into the water. With her back perfectly pressed against my front, I wrap my arms around her as she lays her head back and sighs against my chest.
“This feels so good,” she says.
“How did the fitting go?”
“Good. Dress didn’t need any alterations since I’m the same size I was a month ago.” The stress of her not growing is evident in her tone, but there isn’t much I can do to fix that.
“You saw the baby, right?”
I know she did from the pictures I saw.
“Yeah, you should’ve seen him. He was swimming around all over my belly. I just can’t believe I’m not showing at all. I’m almost four months along, and I didn’t even know I was pregnant. What does that say about my maternal instincts?”
“I wouldn’t base the kind of mother you’ll be on how big you get during pregnancy.”
Dani snorts out a laugh and playfully splashes me with the water.
We sit in comfortable silence for a few minutes before she speaks again. “Do you want to know the gender?”
“Do you?”
She tilts her head to glare at me. “It’s not just about me. This is our baby, right?” she asks, her voice soft and her features vulnerable, like she needs me to reassure her that this is what I want.
Gripping the curves of her hips, I lift and turn her around so she’s straddling my lap. “This is our baby. But I don’t really care about things like knowing the gender ahead of time or needing to be the one to pick the name. If you want to know the gender, I’m game. If you want to wait, it’ll be a wonderful surprise. If you want to pick the name, I know whatever you pick will be perfect. But just because I don’t make a decision or I leave it up to you, it doesn’t make me want him any less. All I want is for you to be happy.”
Tears fill her eyes. “How did I get so lucky to end up with a man like you?”
Her fingers delve into my hair, and she pulls my face to hers, our lips curving around each other. We kiss for several minutes, and with her tits rubbing against my chest and her warm cunt grinding against my shaft, it doesn’t take long for me to get hard.
Letting our bodies do the talking, I lift and guide her over my cock. Her pussy sucks me in inch by inch until she’s completely seated around me.
“God, this feels so good,” she murmurs against my mouth as I shift her hips to help her find her release.
The water splashes around us, probably soaking the floor, but my only concern is showing Dani how much I want her and love her.
When her orgasm hits, she moans my name, breaking our kiss as she throws her head back, her eyes rolling up to the heavens and exposing her sexy neck.
My lips press against her heated flesh, and I suck gently on the sensitive part beneath her ear. Her walls grip my dick like a vise, and within seconds, I find my own release, draining every drop into her.
“This is all I need,” I tell her as we come down from our high. “You and me—and soon, this little one.” I palm her lower belly. “Everything else is just details.”
38
Daniella
I wakeup to find Matteo’s side of the bed empty, his sheets cold. Since it’s the day before our wedding, I’m off work. This afternoon, Bri, Peyton, and I are going to get our hair and nails done, and then I’ll be spending the night at their place.
