I’m about to lose it, she just unleashed a new kind of lust inside of me. A possessive and proud mood that leads my actions. “With that thought, Ineedto get on my knees for you.”
That earns me a smirk from her swollen mouth.
She’s standing before me like a goddess, and I’m at her mercy, but make no mistake, I’m leading us. I hook my fingers under the band of her shorts to lower them and get her naked.
I keep true to my promise and drop to my knees. I lean in to kiss a trail up her inner thighs, coasting my lips around her pussy then trailing up. I pause for a second to take in the view of her belly at my eye level.
This is very new for me. Not that I’m complaining.
I plant my hands on her sides before I kiss her gently by her navel.
“I never thought I would be taking you with my baby inside of you, but make no mistake, I want to now that I see you carrying my child. You’re so fucking magnificent.”
"Ours," she corrects me. The affectionate shimmer in her eyes is sentimental, and her fingers come down to rake my hair. My lips move back down, this time to her pussy where my tongue finds her soaking clit, and an instant moan releases from the back of her throat as she relaxes under me.
Why does she have to taste so subtly sweet? I want more and can’t fathom stopping. I lap my tongue a few times up and down her pussy before focusing on her clit. I dip a finger inside of her then pause for a second to zip my sight back up to her.
“Does this hurt?” This is new to me, and she’s heavily pregnant at that. My pregnant woman.
She half laughs. “It’s fine. I’m extra sensitive in a good kind of way. It feels a little different, but I like it.”
A grin begins to dance on my lips. “You’ve been touching yourself?”
Her mouth tightly slides side to side to hide her timidity. “How could I not with you only a few walls away.”
Ditto. My shower has been my haven.
“Then let me make you feel really good.”
I return to her pussy with my tongue and now two fingers. She feels extra warm, and her inner barriers are open yet welcoming. I want to bury myself in her, make her moan so loud that the only way I can quiet her is with a kiss.
“Don’t stop,” she whimpers, with her fingers continuing to grab my hair.
I pursue my quest until her cues imply she’s close, and I stand, kissing her lips to let her tongue have a taste. My hands frame her face to ensure our stare indicates we’re both on the same page before I guide her onto the bed, removing my boxer briefs before I join her.
Isla lies on her side, and I’m aware that taking her from behind will be most comfortable for her. Sliding right behind her, our bodies mold together, with my arm looping around her to cup her breasts while my cock firmly presses into her lower back. I twist her nipples, and she hums a sound that feels like sex to my ears.
Her breasts have always been my weakness, but right now, I may be an insane man. I need to take her right away and bring my hand to lead my cock inside of her, and this time we’re moaning together. Breathing into her neck, I rest my hand on her belly as I take her gently yet deep. I’m constantly scared that I’m hurting her, yet I fall into a complete world of pleasure that’s making me carnal.
Thrusting into her with her body in this state may become my nirvana. I’m well aware that this can’t be an everyday kind of thing, as soon our child enters the world. Then it hits me that I’m not fucking her. It’s on a different level, one that I’m not sure of.
Her moans become pleading, and I finally come inside of her with our mouths fused.
I quickly identify that we just confused the situation between us by far.
But I’m not going to let her leave my bed, either.
18
ISLA
Vaughn is between my legs as I sit propped up against pillows in his bed, his tongue working me into a state. It didn’t take long after our unexpected evening for him to go right back at it. The man has stamina and doesn’t accept recovery for my dear body. But I don’t mind because he’s slithering up my body, taking a detour around my giant belly until his mouth covers a nipple and his fingers play with my other one.
That’s when I nearly lose it.
Actually, I’m a few seconds away from losing it.
My breasts being sensitive in the best possible way doesn’t even come close to this heavenly feeling of him worshipping my body.
