Page 13 of Curvy Girl for the Best Friend

Lily emerges from the kitchen, her pregnant belly straining against the flowery apron tied around her waist. Even with flour smudged on her cheek, no makeup, and her hair piled in a messy bun, she takes my breath away. Pregnancy has only made hermore radiant, her skin glowing and breasts fuller. My beautiful, perfect wife.

I set our son down and he toddles off to play. Lily steps into my open arms and I pull her flush against me, as close as her swollen belly will allow. I capture her lips in a deep, possessive kiss.

"Mmm, I missed you today," she murmurs against my mouth. "Dinner's almost ready."

"I'm hungry for something else," I growl, nipping at her lower lip. My hands roam her lush curves, squeezing her round ass. "You look so fucking sexy, baby. Carrying my child...I can't get enough of you."

She giggles and swats my chest. "Jake! Language. Little ears," she scolds, but her blue eyes sparkle with amusement and desire.

I back her up against the wall, pinning her there with my hips. "I need you, and don’t pretend you’re not an insatiable little minx who can’t keep her hands off her husband." Something I really love about her.

I slip a hand under her apron and cup her breast, thumbing the pebbled nipple through thin cotton. She arches into me with a breathy gasp. "Can you blame me? I'm so horny all the time."

My other hand slides between her thighs, under her skirt. I groan when I find her bare and already slick with arousal. "Christ, Lily. You trying to kill me?"

I rub tight circles over her swollen clit and she mewls, clutching at my shoulders. "Only a little death, Marine."

I want to bend her over the couch and bury myself in her wet heat, but the oven timer dings. Lily wiggles out of my arms with a breathless laugh.

"Hold that thought. Let me get dinner on the table first."

I watch her ass sway as she walks back to the kitchen, adjusting myself in my fatigues. Never in my wildest dreams didI imagine having this—Lily as my wife, our perfect son, another baby on the way, the white picket fence. But here we are, all her dreams come true.

And later, after our boy is sleeping soundly, I'll show her just how much I cherish her. I’ll worship my sweet Lily, the mother of my children. I'll map every inch of her skin with hands and mouth, claim her body once again as she so eagerly surrenders.

I'll fill her up, leave her sated and dripping with my seed. My perfect bride, round with my child.

Forevermine.

We eat dinner, and I swear she’s teasing me. The way she slowly licks her fork, sliding it out of her mouth and staring at me with those bedroom eyes…

Lily

I know exactly what I'm doing to Jake, licking my fork like that, letting it slowly slide from between my pursed lips. His green eyes darken and he shifts in his seat, no doubt imagining that tongue on his cock instead.

"Mm, this is so good, baby," I moan appreciatively, taking another bite of the garlic bread. "You want a taste?"

I hold out a morsel to him, and he leans in to take it between his teeth, lips brushing my fingertips. I shiver at the contact.

The heat in his gaze makes my core clench with need. I squirm in my seat, rubbing my thighs together to get some friction where I'm throbbing for him.

He gives me a look that promises revenge.

Good. I can’t wait.

After we put our little man to bed, Jake stalks towards me with a predatory gleam in his eye. He backs me into our bedroom, kicking the door shut behind him.

"You teased me all through dinner, you naughty girl," he growls, crowding me against the wall. "Flashing me glimpses of your creamy thighs, licking your lips like you're starving for my cock." He nuzzles into my neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. "Teasing me with this lush body ripe with my baby."

His large hands roam my curves possessively, cupping my heavy breasts. He rolls my nipples between his fingers and I gasp, arching into his touch. "Jake, please..."

"Please what, sweet girl? Tell me what you need."

"I need you inside me. I'm so empty." I practically sob the words, writhing against him desperately.

I don’t know what it is. I’ve always been horny for Jake, but being pregnant has shot my hormones into overdrive.

I’minsatiable.

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