“Nick.”
“Again, louder.”
“Nick!”
“Good girl.Put another finger in, move them in and out, just like that.”She does, tilting her hips forward and closing her eyes as I watch her move the tip of her tongue across her mouth.I can’t help the erotic tempting picture she makes, enticing me to run my tongue across her lips.Covering her mouth with mine, I suck her tongue into my mouth, soft and sweet like her very wet pussy, begging for me to enter her.
Unrestrained, she sucks hard on my tongue, grazing it with her teeth; swirling my tongue around, I moan into her mouth and she moans back.Unable to wait longer, I impatiently rip the ties on the sides of her tiny lace panties, letting them fall.I take her hand from between her legs and rub the head of my dick between her swollen and drenched clit, making us both wet.Putting her hands against the headboard, I tell her tersely, “Hold on tight, lean forward with your ass out, and don’t let go.Tell me if you need me to stop.”
“I won’t.Get inside of me now, Nick!”she rasps, out of breath.
“Hell yeah.”I grab my dick, rubbing the head against her, stroking smoothly all the way up in her.“Oh shit, you feel so fucking good.”I lose all control of my words, so caught up in the intense feelings of love and lust.“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.I don’t want to be without you, Cat, I fucking love you.”It’s the absolute truth.
“Nick, Oh God yes, yes…Nick…” she says, louder and louder each time.
The more she says my name, the harder it is for me to control myself, and the harder and faster I drive into her.She pushes back and I push in even harder, until the walls inside her tighten around my dick, gripping it so tight we come together in an uninhibited outburst of words between moans and screams.We’re so fucking loud that if we had neighbors they would call the cops for disturbing the peace.
With my arms under her, supporting her weight, I’m pressed against her back, breathing hard and sweating.I help her up and kiss her cheek.“Do I get a repeat performance of this when I go away again?”
“Every time.”
Helping her lie down on the bed, I pull her into my chest and run my hand over her stomach, it’s smooth and firm.I wonder if the baby is all right.It would make me feel better if I could feel him move.I don’t want anything to happen to them.This is my family.I kiss her hair and I smile when I feel her sigh against me.
“You okay?”
“Yes, I’m tired.You wore me out.”
“You sure you’re fine?”
“Yes.”
“You’d let me know if it was too much, right?I don’t want anything to happen to you or the baby.”
“Babe, we’re fine.I’m glad you’re home.Maybe next time I could come with you.Wouldn’t that be nice, to come back from a long day at work to me waiting for you in your room?”
I rub circles around the smooth skin on her growing stomach and pull the covers up over us.“I’d like to come back to my hotel room and see your beautiful face at the end of the day.”I place a kiss on her shoulder and tuck her in closer in my arms.The only way I’m going to let that happen is if I know without a doubt Paige’s ass will be sitting here in New York with no hope of leaving.
Cat
I’m hot, I have togo to the bathroom, if I can pry Nick’s arm off me without waking him up.I gently push his arm back and awkwardly try to scoot away from his body with my belly.This would be easier if I weren’t pregnant.A lot of things would be easier if I weren’t pregnant.I didn’t realize being pregnant could hinder you from doing so much.Like walking too fast when I’m late for work because Nick has turned my alarm off again after I told him a hundred times not to do that.I get cramps in the side of my stomach and I have to slow down or stop for a minute.
I’m not telling him this or he’ll have someone taking me to work every morning and picking me up.I know he’s concerned about me and the baby, and it feels good to know he cares so much.But at times he has a tendency to be overprotective of us, and it irritates me.To save myself a big unnecessary argument, I just let him have his way.
I finally manage to get off the bed without waking him up.He must be tired.I pull my robe on and go to the bathroom.When I’m finished and look down I see red spots on the tissue in the toilet.I bend down to take a closer look.“Is that blood?”I tear off a piece of toilet paper to check.Oh shit, it’s blood.I’m spotting.The last time this happened was at the beginning of my pregnancy when I thought I was having my period before I knew I was pregnant.I don’t think I’m supposed to be bleeding.My hand goes automatically to my stomach, and I start to feel anxious and my breathing deepens.Is this normal?Am I supposed to be spotting this late into my pregnancy?What if something’s wrong with the baby?
Calm down, Cat, I’m sure you’re fine and the baby’s fine.The nurse did say light spotting was fine.I close my eyes and put both hands on my stomach, taking a deep breath.Nick.I turn to open the door and drop my hand.He’s going to freak the fuck out if I tell him and rush me straight to the hospital.I feel fine and I’m not in any pain.Think, Cat, when was the last time you felt the baby move?Earlier today around lunch I felt the fluttering sensations.I think I’m okay.I’m not going to tell him unless I start to feel sick or I start spotting more.I’ll make an appointment to see my doctor tomorrow.I’m sure he’s going to say I’m fine, and I won’t have to tell Nick about this.
If I tell him now, he’s going to take this to a whole new level after what happened to Kate.And then to make it worse, it happened after we had sex.He’s going to blame himself, and he won’t touch me for the rest of this pregnancy.
I flush the toilet, wash my hands, and walk back into the room as silently as I can and open my drawer to find underwear and a long T-shirt to put on.Holding them to my chest, I pray he doesn’t wake up when I walk past the bed again to put them on in the bathroom.I put on the shirt, my panties, and a liner in record time.I do not want Nick to wake up to see that I’m not in bed next to him and start asking me questions I don’t have the wherewithal to answer because I’m so damn nervous.My heart is beating hard; I feel like a thief, sneaking around.
I get back in the bed and lie with my back against his chest, trying my best not to wake him up.His arm snakes around me and I know he’s awake; I put my arm over his and try to relax.
“You put clothes on?”
He would notice that, half-asleep with his eyes closed.“I went to the bathroom and was cold.”Please go back to sleep.I don’t know what I’m going to do if he gets that loving feeling and wants to have sex.I’m going to have to fake all-out exhaustion and pull out the pregnancy pass, on the verge of throwing up nausea.
I whisper, “Nick?”
