“Yeah, like a date.” I laugh to myself. I don’t know what planet this girl’s living on, but she missed the memo that we’re way past the dating stage.
“Sounds like fun,” she nods back at me.
“Cool; you stay there lookin’ pretty, and I’ll go grab that shower, unless of course, you want to join me?” I offer.
“Now that's a ridiculous idea, I can barely fit in the shower by myself.” She giggles.
“You know how it goes. I’ll always find a way.”
“I think I’ll rain check on the shower until I’m back to my normal size again.IfI ever make it back to a normal size.” I hate the way she looks down her body as if she’s ashamed of it. Does she not realize that she’s doing the most natural, incredible thing a woman can do?
“Why do you do that?” I ask her.
“Do what?” She laughs nervously.
“Put yourself down; look at yourself as if you don’t like what you see.”
“Well, you have to be honest, I’m not exactly at my finest right now.” She giggles some more, trying to hide how self-conscious she’s feeling.
“I disagree, I don’t think you’ve ever looked more beautiful,” I tell her seriously, and mean every word. “You’re growing a child, Alicia; what could be finer than that?”
“I don’t know, maybe being able to see my feet again?” She shrugs.
“Well, I can assure you that, just like the rest of you, your feet are perfect.” I step back toward her and kiss her again, still not quite used to the fact that she’s mine, and I can do it anytime I like.
“You know how to flatter a girl,” she tells me with a smile against my lips.
“It ain’t flattery, it’s honesty. I adore the way you look.” I drag myself away before I end up doing something inappropriate in the room that’s soon gonna belong to our baby.
“I told you I’d find a way.” I kiss her shoulder as I slowly thrust into her from behind. The water is cascading over us, making her skin glisten, and there’s something very satisfying in holding her tight, round belly in my hands as she comes for me. She raises her arms and crosses them around my neck, stretching out her body even more, and I swear it makes my cock grow another inch inside her.
Sliding my hand under her stomach, I start teasing her clit with my fingers, ensuring that she comes for me again before I unleash myself. I’m addicted to the way her body clamps around me, and those noises she makes when she loses control.
“You're gonna kill me,” she tells me breathlessly,
“You want me to stop?” I whisper in her ear.
“Don’t you dare,” she growls back at me, tugging at my hair as her body starts to tremble.
“My turn now,” I growl, holding her still by her hips as I release inside her, filling her soaked, wet pussy as it tenses around me.
“Hello.” We both freeze when we hear a voice call through the house. “It’s only me.”
“Who the fuck isthat?” I quickly lean out the shower and grab a towel so I can cover her.
“It sounds like…”
“Iris.” We both say her name at the same time. With the same dread.
“Careful, the floor’s soaking wet,” I warn, maneuvering our bodies so I can get out first and help her out safely.
“I told you it was a bad idea to leave the door open,” she argues, getting all flustered and frustrated.
“Well, I wasn’t gonna crush you up against the tiles, was I?” I ain’t gonna say it, but she was right; without leaving the door open, the two of us were never gonna fit in there.
“Alicia, are you okay in there?” Iris knocks on the door, sounding concerned.
“I’ll be right out,” Alicia calls, looking at me desperately.
