“No, you're not, you’re going to hold it. You can hold it back for me,” he tells me in that soft, but authoritative tone that never fails to make me give in to what he wants.
“Good girl, breathe.” He exhales a breath against my entrance and makes it impossible for me to focus.
“You can do this, you just have to wait a little longer.”
“Why?” I look over my shoulder again, wondering why he’s punishing me.
“Because it’s going to feel so much better,” he promises, standing up behind me on his knees and letting his hard cock take over the teasing of his tongue.
“Fuck, Jack, that feels so good.” I slam my hand against the porcelain.
“You're dripping all over my cock, pretty girl. Pregnancy makes you so fucking desperate.” I don’t deny it, just drop myhead between my arms and pray he doesn’t leave me waiting much longer. “You like that friction? You like feeling this big, heavy cock that knocked you up, sliding against you, stroking your clit, and working you closer?”
“Put it in,” I beg him, feeling my walls throbbing.
“Ask nicer.”
“Please, Jack,” I growl in frustration. I swear I’m going to make him pay for this. “Ple–aaaaahhhh!” I moan loudly when he slowly pushes inside me, filling me all the way and holding my hips tight against his.
“Better?” he checks, reaching over my body to kiss my shoulder.
I nod my head as his hand grabs hold of one of my tits and he starts to thrust, slow, steady, and so fucking perfectly I could cry.
“Look up, princess,” he whispers, and when I do as he says and see the mirror in front of me, I smile at our reflection.
“Eyes on me, I want to watch your face when you come.” He keeps a steady pace, watching me lose control; kneading my tit with one hand and gripping my hip with the other. I scream out loud when I finally get that relief I've been so desperate for, and I don’t care who hears or that I had to beg for it.
“Turn around,” Jack orders, quickly spinning me around so I’m eyelevel with that huge cock of his.
“I’ve thought so many times about coming on that pretty little tongue. Open wide for me.” He pumps his cock through his fist, as I look up at him through my lashes and hold my mouth open. “You have no idea what you do to me, Gracie.” He forces out his words as he spurts all over my tongue.
“That’s what you do,” he whispers, crouching down in the bath in front of me and strokes my tongue with two of his fingers.
“Swallow me,” he orders, and without hesitation, I wrap my lips around his fingers and suck them clean as I swallow hard.
“Good girl.” He grasps my chin and kisses my mouth, tasting himself on my tongue and breathing his own sigh of relief. He stays silent for the longest time, his eyes closed and our noses aligned.
“Shit, I’m sorry.” He suddenly pulls back. “I didn’t think…has that made you feel sick?” He’s got a real sweet, concerned look on his face that makes me laugh as I shake my head.
“Actually, it didn’t. It tastes better than Mary’s broccoli soup.” We both laugh as Jack rests back in the bath, so we’re lying top to tail.
“You miss me?” he asks, trapping my ribs between his feet in case I give him the wrong answer.
“You know I have, but it doesn’t make doing this right. It’s just gonna complicate things.”
“Things are already complicated,” he reminds me, sitting forward and placing his hands on my waist so he can drag me closer to him. I feel his cock still hard, beneath the water, resting between my legs, and already feel like I need it back inside me.
“I promise not to fall in love with you.” He crosses his thumb and pinkie, holding up a three-finger salute in between.
“I’m very lovable,” I warn him, trying to keep things light-hearted. I can’t risk the hurt this could cause, but at the same time, I never expected to need him the way I do. For the first time in weeks, I feel normal again.
“Just let me be what you need. It’s the least I can do.” My stomach flutters when he raises my body just enough above the surface for him to kiss my tummy.
“Well, since youaremy husband…” I smirk back at him, and he makes me gasp in shock when he climbs over my body and kisses me again.
“Damn straight, and I think it’s time your husband made you come again.” He smiles against my lips as he slides his cock back inside me.
JACK
