“Alright, fine. I’ll take it.”

thirty-three

It’s all You

Dylan

“Leah, you coming out?” I call from the living room down the hall.

“Yeah. Give me a second.”

She came home from shopping with Amy and told me she wanted to show me what she got. I figured she’d just do a little fashion show of maternity clothes or something. But she disappeared 25 minutes ago, and I haven’t seen her since. I’m pretty sure I heard the shower running.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes. I’m fine. And I promise it’ll be worth it.”

“Alright,” I say low enough so only I can hear.

“Are you ready?” she asks.

“Yes.”

“Promise not to laugh?”

Why the fuck would I laugh?

“I promise.”

I hear her bedroom door slowly creak open and her feet walk down the hall. When she steps into the living room, my jaw falls open.

Leah looks fucking stunning. She’s wearing a black see-through little number that’s tight around her chest but looser on the stomach. It comes down to just above her waist, so I can see her pussy peeking out the bottom.

As much as I love her pussy, I can barely drag my eyes from her tits. The lingerie has a ribbon that ties just below her chest, pushing her boobs up and together. Through the thin material, I can see the outline of her perfect pink nipples underneath.

I make eye contact with her and notice her winged liner. She also has dark red lipstick, and her hair is perfectly crazy and tousled.

I feel like an asshole for noticing her face after her chest.

“Well?” She asks. “What do you think? Does it look ridiculous?”

“No. You look fucking amazing.”

“Are you sure?” She twirls around in a circle, and I see her plump ass hanging out the back.

“I’m positive.” I jump off the couch and walk to her. When I see how invested she is in my answer, something occurs to me. “Did you buy this for me?”

She looks down at the outfit. “Well, I tried it on in the store and realized how great my rack looked. I felt kind of sexy. I figured if I liked it, maybe you would too.”

“You guessed right.” I lean down and take her face in my hands. “How about you and I go to the bedroom, and I can show you just how sexy?”

She grabs my cock through my jeans. “How about you show me right here?”

I use one hand to slide between her legs. With one finger, I pull the top down so that I have access to her nipples. I take my time licking and sucking each one.

“Fuck, Dylan. I could probably come just from you doing that.”

I’m fully prepared to make that happen, but she moans, “I need more.”