Rosie pulls away, and her thumb draws a quick circle on my cheek. “Congratulations again, Mayor. We’re proud of you.”
We both drop our eyes to the view of the big bump between us.
“Go on. Get some rest,” I insist.
Rosie strokes my arm once, and our fingers graze before we part.
And I still can’t help but notice her bare finger.
* * *
Standingthe doorway of my bedroom, I heave a sigh from the evening. It only took what felt like a thousand handshakes and chitchat conversations before I could escape. Now, I’m looking at Rosie sitting up in bed on top of the duvet, scrolling on her tablet to look at her baby inspiration mood board. She glances up and smiles to herself.
“You look like a man who is eager to get into bed, and I’m not entirely sure it’s for any activity other than sleep,” she comments then sets her tablet on the side table.
Walking into the room, I begin to undress. “That sounds like a challenge.”
A smirk plays on her lips. “Maybe.”
I huff a laugh. “Are we still in the insatiable part of the pregnancy?”
She begins to shift in bed and appears sultry and eager. “No. We’re in the I want to celebrate with you part of the pregnancy.”
My brows rise. “Oh yeah?” I step out of my pants and take no notice where they land after I toss them to the side.
She’s crawling on all fours toward the edge of the bed. “Yeah.” Her tone is floaty. “Now get on your back.”
Fuck it. I take off every scrap of clothing that I have and do as she says, my cock hard and straight up at her disposal.
Without missing a beat, I lie down, and she swings one leg over my hips, and in my own frenzy of undressing, she took off her own clothes.
We’ve had to ditch any positions where she is on her back, which, truthfully, has kind of been a win for me. Because here I am with Rosie on top of me, with her breasts full and the slope of her belly defined. A tantalizing goddess, as always.
She swivels her pussy over my lap, and a need to slam her down on top of my cock claws inside of me.
“You were kind of hot back there in your mayor glory. I might miss the handcuffs, but this is the next best thing.”
I sit up to kiss her. “We can keep the handcuffs,” I rasp.
My lips dust down her neck to the valley between her breasts, before I suck one nipple then move on to the other. I don’t linger for long because Rosie doesn’t give me a chance. Instead, she pushes my chest back until I’m lying underneath her.
“Want a confession?” she whispers.
“Absolutely.”
She lifts her hips just enough then lowers her pussy onto my tip. “I’ve been wanting to do this all night.”
She slides down my cock, and we both croon from the instant feel of her pussy encasing me. She clenches, and I’m close due to the rush of blood to my cock. She clamps harder and makes me a man unhinged. My eyes meet hers, and I attempt to disarm any idea in her head that she will get to do this alone.
My fingers run along her hipbones to her ass as she continues to rock her hips.
“You make me lose my mind,” I whisper.
The way she combs her fingers and pulls up her hair, only to let it all fall behind her shoulders is so fucking gorgeous.
Her nails claw into my chest as she bounces, her moans mingling with mine. I’m desperate to take control so I can nip at those peaked nipples. But she has me chained to the bed with her eyes, well aware that my dick is throbbing, and she is the only one to save me.
It’s a few minutes of heaven before my vision begins to litter with colored dots, and my body bursts when I come inside of her, our breaths now ragged and pulses high.
