“Wow. They’re…”
“Bigger.” She smirked up at me.
“They look fucking delicious.” I pulled the lace from each one, revealing their soft, plump flesh. Mine for the taking. I leaned in and circled my tongue around each rosy, peaked nipple, savoring the taste. As I licked and sucked and played with her beautiful breasts, her hands wandered down my abdomen until they reached my cock that was just inches away from her sex.
I groaned as she wrapped her fingers around me, slowly moving up and down the length of me. She ran the pad of her thumb in circles over my tip, pre-cum coating it eagerly. She brought her thumb up and sucked on it slowly, as I looked up from feasting on her creamy breasts, her other hand continuing to pump my cock. She increased her speed and pressure, watching me squirm slightly as I hovered over her, groaning into her bare skin as my tongue continued to lap against her nipples.
“I need you,” she whispered, pulling my cock toward her, until the tip of me was nudged against her.
Lifting my mouth from her breasts, I leaned in and kissed her slowly on the mouth as I worked my way slowly inside her. She moaned louder with every inch that I pushed inside her sweet warmth until I was buried so deep inside her I thought I mightcome right then and there. She clenched tightly around me, her legs wrapping around my lower back, pulling me closer.
I groaned as I lowered my head, pressing my mouth to her ear. My breath quickened as I pulled out to the very tip and plunged back inside her slick, wet entrance. Her fingers dug into my back as I began pumping into her faster. Harder. I groaned, feeling every sensation so intensely. It was different than any time before. My world felt like it was tilting on its axis as the pleasure came over me in intense waves.
“Chandler,” she groaned in a throaty whisper, her nails leaving their marks in my skin and the slight pinch of pain had me slamming into her harder. The sound of our bodies meeting filling the room. I continued pounding into her. Her legs tightened around me as she let out a scream of release, before falling weakly to the side. My orgasm roared through me as I released into her, filling her with everything I had. I stayed buried inside her as I collapsed onto her, careful not to crush her as our sweaty bodies became one with our breathing.
We lay there in silence, her hands softly trailing my back as I breathed into her neck, inhaling her sweet smell of perfume and sweat. There was no rush to dress. No rush to leave. I felt as though we could stay there forever, and it was one of the most comforting feelings I had ever had. The world felt like it had stopped, and all that mattered was right here.
On the floor, I spotted the glossy ultrasound photos that had floated to the ground. I reached for them, pulling them up to look at them again. Gabriella watched me carefully as my eyes ran over them.
“What are you thinking?” she whispered. I noted the small hint of worry in her voice.
“How happy I am,” I said. “For the baby. For this. For all of it.”
She smiled softly up at me and let out a deep breath. “It’s pretty surreal,” she said.
“I still can’t believe it. This little thing is our baby. Growing inside you.” I realized what we had just done and looked down at her stomach slightly concerned.
She laughed easily. “It’s okay,” she said, reaching her hand up and placing her palm against my face. “The doctor answered all my questions.”
“You asked aboutthis?”I pointed between the two of our naked bodies.
“I wanted to cover all my bases.” She shrugged.
“And everything else is okay?” I asked.
“Yes, baby looks right on track. About eight weeks along now,” she said.
“Wow.” I shook my head. I truly couldn’t believe it.
I couldn’t believe how fast my life could change, and how much I was so at peace with it now. It made me rethink everything,especially my fears about love and family. It all seemed possible right here in this moment. I had been running from it for so long, and now it was here and I didn’t want to flee. I wanted to stay. Maybe it could really be this easy.
I brushed a strand of Gabriella’s hair behind her ear and she leaned her soft face into my touch, closing her eyes. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever laid my eyes on. I leaned in and kissed her on the forehead before looking at the picture of our baby one more time.
Just then her phone rang, its shrill sound clanging through the room and interrupting our bubble.
“Please, don’t answer that,” I groaned as she reached for it on the coffee table.
Her eyes read the screen and widened slightly. I peeled myself off her, curious as to who it was.
“I have to,” she said, sitting up. “It’s my father. We haven’t spoken since…you know…”
She stood from the couch, her long dress falling down around her naked body as she rushed to her bedroom, closing the door behind her. My stomach lurched slightly, the realization that real life was still out there, knocking on the door. Our problems hadn’t been solved in one afternoon.
I could hear muffled words through the door, but couldn’t make anything out. Internally, I hoped that they were making amends.It was wishful thinking. Minutes later, she emerged from the bedroom with an unreadable expression on her face.
“I have to go,” she said, walking toward me.
“Is everything okay?” I asked, trying to read her.
