“I want to make something very clear, Penélope,” I start as I kneel in front of her and press a kiss against her pussy. “I have never craved a woman the way I crave you.”
I drag my tongue slowly up her slit, from entrance to clit.
Her body jolts as a moan slips free.
“The bigger your belly gets, the more I want you.” Another slow lick. “The more time I spend with you, the more I realize how fucking lucky I am that you asked me for a one-night stand on that Colombian beach.”
I alternate between teasing licks and gentle nips until her fingers bury themselves in my hair.
“I got it, I got it,” she pants. “Please just get inside me.”
I chuckle against her clit, the vibration eliciting more pleasure as she starts yanking my hair.
“Nuh-uh, sugar. I’m not done lecturing you.” I slide one finger inside her while my thumb circles her clit.
“Then talk faster,” she whines breathlessly. “I need you.”
I smirk, feeling like a fucking king.
“No matter how saggy your tits get, they’ll still be my favorite pair.” I pump my finger deeper. “No matter how many stretch marks or cellulite you get, they’ll just remind me what your body went through to grow our baby.”
She moans, hips lifting toward my hand.
“And that belly pouch is going to be a sexy reminder of the baby you grew and carried inside you.”
I press hard on her clit as her hips start bucking off the bed.
“So don’t ever think even for a second that I’ll stop finding you sexy again, Penélope. Because every change in your body tells the story of our love.”
A broken cry leaves her lips as pleasure washes over her.
I slow my movements while she catches her breath, then pull my hand away and lick my fingers clean.
“Ready for my cock, sugar?” I ask, already dripping for her.
“So ready,” she whispers with a dazed smile.
“Then come ride me.”
I help her onto my lap before settling back against the bed.
When she lowers herself onto me, I sigh in sweet relief. “Fuck…”
She starts rolling her hips slowly.
“I love you, Miles MacAllister,” she says. “I’m so incredibly grateful you said yes to that one-night stand.”
I laugh softly, but the sound dies in my throat when she starts moving faster.
“You’re thoughtful, kind, an amazing cook, the best masseuse I’ve ever had, ridiculously hot…” She smiles down at me. “And best of all? Mine.”
I sit up just enough to capture one of her nipples with my mouth.
Her moan echoes through the room as her movements become frantic.
“I love you, baby,” she gasps.
“I love you too,” I manage, my voice rough.
