“Fuck, you feel so tight.” I slide my hands up to rest each side of her belly, taking its weight so she can manoeuvre herself up and down my cock.
“Everything about you is so fucking perfect; it almost hurts to look at you.” I feel our child shift inside her as she rides me, and I smile as I stroke a big, proud circle over the surface of her bulging tummy.
“So fucking perfect, Gracie,” I tell her again, gazing up at her with more adoration than my heart can contain. “You were made to carry my children. Made to be bred by me.”
Gracie says nothing, just smiles that intoxicating smile that tugs at my heartstrings and makes me feel out of control. “Look at what we did.” I bend my head forward to kiss her stomach. “We made something so beautiful, so precious. Just imagine if we’d never met; if you hadn’t tried to steal from me.” I watch the tears fill her eyes as her pussy swallows my cock. “I want to remember you like this forever. You couldn’t be any more mine than you are right now. Full of me, ready to burst, and still taking my cock like a good girl.”
“Jack, I’m going to come.” She grips my shoulders and drops her head between her arms, and I take one hand from her belly so I can grip under her chin and lift it back up. “Look at me. Look at me and say it.” I feel tears of my own starting to threaten.
“Say what?” She looks so flustered and panicked, as her release edges closer.
“What you want to say, but won’t. What you feel, but try to deny. Say it,” I order, both our eyes locked on each other, and brimming with tears.
“Just fuckingsayit, Gracie,” I beg, sounding weak and desperate.
“I can’t.” She shakes her head guiltily, then finally releases, rolling her hips tight against mine and taking what she needs from me. I watch, fascinated by the way she looks when she loses control, and wondering how the hell I’m going to get over losing her.
“So, where's next?” She slides off my lap, ignoring the elephant in the room and making my still-solid cock slap against my stomach.
“You're down for another round, already?” I laugh, standing up and taking her hips. “I should be making you rest,” I remind her, trying my best to put on a brave face. I want her to take away memories that make her smile, not ones of me being a wreck of a man.
“I can rest once this baby comes. You, however, are going to be up all nigh-”
“Can we not do that today?” I interrupt her. “Can we just pretend that this isn’t ending?” I don’t want to kill the mood she’s in, but I need this.
“Sure.” She smiles back at me, looking every bit as sorry for me as I do, myself. I want to shake her, yell, and ask why she’s doing this, not just to me but to herself. Instead, I take a breath and watch her look shocked when I scoop her up off her feet.
“Jack, what are you doing? I must weigh a ton.” She laughs as I carry her through her garden and back out onto the lawn.
“You’ll never weigh more than I can carry.” I kiss her as I walk us back inside the house, and head straight to the pool room.
“You know how much I like pool sex.” She beams when I place her on her feet next to the gradual steps and start wading into the warm water towards the deep end.
“What if my waters break in here?” She remains static with just her toes in the water.
“So what if they do?” I laugh, kneeling and dropping my head back to soak my hair.
“We can always drain the pool. Come on.” I coax her in by hooking my finger at her, and she smiles beautifully as she balances her body on the rail and steps in deeper.
“Look at these tits, floating on the surface.” I take one in my hand as she nears and wraps her arms around my neck. “Begging to be sucked and fucked.” I reach around her and guide her thighs around my hips, at the same time being careful not to crush the precious cargo between us.
“Do you trust me?” I ask her.
“With my life.” She smiles back convincingly, but I know it's a lie. If she trusted me with her life, she wouldn’t be leaving me because she’s scared of another man.
“Rest back.” I support her lower back and slowly guide her to rest the top half of her body in the water, keeping those legs firmly wrapped around my hips.
“You good?” I check, holding her waist with one hand while I guide my cock inside her with the other.
“Really good.” She nods, looking up at the ceiling and keeping herself afloat. Her belly looks enormous, sticking out of the water; all round and tight in front of me, and I admire it as I stroke her from the inside with my cock.
“You want to come again?” I use my thumb to press against her clit, massaging her to another climax while my cock fills her pregnant pussy.
I don’t ask her for words this time. I allow her to enjoy it. I watch it make her shiver, and when she strokes those pretty,delicate hands over the belly I gave her, it triggers me to come deep inside her.
“That was awesome.” She has a satisfied grin on her face as I help her rise back up and get steady on her feet. “What’s next?”
“Next, we eat.” I kiss her, helping her out of the pool and wrapping the towel, I laid out on the lounger earlier, around her full, fertile figure.
