Page 119 of Pieces of Us

As my stomach somersaults all by itself, I take a moment to really bask in how glorious this little miracle gymnast is inside me. Another daughter. Our love created this wondrous little angel inside me, who I really can’t wait to meet.

Rubbing more bio oil on the silvery lines stretched across my lower belly, I give myself an internal high five on just how much of a warrior I am for carrying my babies into this world.

These last weeks of pregnancy are a killer. I have insomnia. I am aching all over. And don’t even get me started on how many times a day I need to take a wee. I may as well live in the bloody bathroom. I’m tired all the time, and it’s not just because of my thousands of jobs or three kids, it’s because I’ve been less active this pregnancy. Having a vivacious almost two-year-old robs you from being able to focus on getting in a workout, which is why our other children have a slightly bigger age gap between them.

With the extra oil, I begin to massage my enlarged breasts. Fuck, that feels sensational. My nipples are tingling for attention, even though Linc nibbled on them for a good hour earlier.

We’re taking a babymoon just the two of us, which in hindsight, probably isn’t a great idea if I want to get some extra rest. It is day one out on Jagger’s yacht, somewhere off the coast of the Whitsundays, and I’m more tired than ever with our insatiable need to fuck each other.

As I begin to moan at my thumb and forefinger tweaking my nipples, I hear footsteps draw closer. Writhing on the large circular sunbed, I know he’s caught me when I can’t hear him padding any closer.

‘Baby, what the fuck are you doing?’ he groans at me squeezing my tits together. I’m all hot and oily and I need him inside me again. I’m constantly horny for him when I’m not pregnant, yet somehow when I’m knocked up I’m even more so. This time round I seriously contemplated giving up my day jobs to be his slut at every beck and call. You’d think after ten years the sex would have died down by now, but the opposite can be said for us. We're more in love and lust for each other since the day we got back together.

‘Linc, what took you so long?’ I whine.

‘You said you wanted ice, Hart.’ His tone is gentle and raspy as I see him honing in on my open dripping cunt. I spread my legs wider so he can see my pussy flutter.

In one hand he has a bucket of ice and the other is on his cock, which he’s stroking. His eyes are hooded.

‘Fuck, baby. You look so sexy playing with your tits.’ He shakes his head in amazement at me.

‘I…I need more.’

‘I got you, baby.’ My breathing grows ragged as he kneels on the bed beside my head. ‘Suck my cock.’ He holds my head in the right place that he knows won’t put strain on my body or neck. When his cock is nestled warmly in my mouth, I begin to suckle as if it’s a dummy. Before I let him blow his load down my throat, I need the comfort. It’s not unusual for him to have his dick in my mouth to pacify me. It’s habitual for both of us, and always helps take the edge off. ‘Start deepthroating me whenever, baby. We’ve got three more days off this.’ When I feel like my horniness won’t kill me, I bob my head up and down, taking him further into the back of my throat. He guides my neck gently, wrapping my hair around his hand.

A harsh sting bites at my nipples. It feels different to a slap. Cooler. Icier. Ice! He’s dragging ice over the sensitive buds. I yelp at the contrasting temperatures that my body is feeling. The heat from the sun, the burning inside me, and the frigidness of the ice is causing a delicious friction that will no doubt make me come. As I wriggle, the pulse in my clit worsens. I’m in such a state that I could squirt an orgasm out with ease. ‘You’re so fucking gorgeous with my cock in your mouth, baby, but seeing you with a swollen belly makes me insane. I love when you're pregnant with my kids. I love that the world knows my seed is planted inside you.’

Pulling back, I beg him to relieve me of the pain I’m feeling.

‘Please, Linc. Please.’ I urge him with my eyes as I grip his length.

‘Come sit on my face, baby. Get your juicy pussy over my mouth and feed me.’ I don’t need to be asked twice. I don’t scramble per say, it’s more like crawling on top of him at turtle speed. When I’m in position, holding the top of the day bed, knees by his head, I look down to ensure my belly isn’t suffocating him in any way. It’s now that I realise that he’s sucking on something. A slight twinge radiates up one side of my body, but it’s not enough to stop the pussy licking he promised me.

‘Look at this perfect, little slit,’ he marvels. ‘My favourite pastime is splitting you in two, watching as I destroy this cunt. Even better when I mess it up with my come.’ With a swipe of his tongue, he licks me from my ass to my clit. Instead of it feeling hot, it feels cool, and that’s when I cotton on that he has sucked an ice cube not long ago.

I cry out too loudly, thankful for the fact that we’re entirely alone in paradise.

Lowering myself more, I start rocking my pussy back and forth on his mouth. My bump is so big that I need to remove a hand from the bed frame and hold it so I don’t pull a muscle. ‘Fuck. Yes. Yes. Right there.’ I close my eyes, fixating on his fingers digging into my ass, helping me rock above him. I feel his mouth clamp over my clit as two fingers stab inside my hole. He curls against that magical spot that makes me come every single time. My back bows as I release a gush of water straight into his mouth. We’re both obsessed when I squirt, because the release is that much more intense. I tip my head back, frantically crying out. ‘Linc. Right there. Right there. Fuck!’

So I don’t fall, I brace myself on the bed head again. A few languid licks later from my king of a husband, and I’m all but collapsing on top of him.

‘My sexy, slutty wife. You did so good, baby. So fucking good.’ His murmur just reaches my ears as he rearranges me in the doggy style position on my hands and knees. A new wave of energy suddenly perks me up.

Gently kissing up my spine, his hands roam around my hips and ass. I grip the sheets as I feel him line himself up with my pussy. I’m beyond sensitive from the multiple orgasms he’s gifted me, which tells me this will be the last time he fucks me—for this hour, at least. As he sinks into me, we both moan. ‘You feel so good,’ he praises. I feel his hands grasp onto my hips as he starts to thrust a little more forcefully into me.

‘Harder, Linc. I really need it hard.’

He grunts as he increases his speed. My walls clench at the invasion. He’s fucking me so hard, I’m almost certain he’ll get a ball inside me. I’m flooded at his touch.

‘Oh, yes.’

‘You like that my horny little pregnant slut?’

‘Yes. Yes. Yes.’

‘You want me to keep stuffing you with my cock, spilling inside you. Keeping you pregnant?’

‘Yes. I love it.’ My head dips to the pillows beneath me as he pounds into me like a jackhammer.

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