Page 73 of Caught By A Cowboy

“Are you sure you're okay?” I check as she bounces on top of me. I thought it would be impossible for her stomach to stretch any bigger, but she’s proved me wrong as it bulges out in front of me.

“Stop asking me that, I’m fine.” She takes my hands and places them on her belly, tipping back her head and taking pleasure from the way I cradle it firmly.

“Babe, I really think you should go a little steadier.” I try to take some control of the pace, but my girl knows what she needs and she’s hell-bent on gettin’ it. She may only be one day off her due date, but she’s still wanting it hard and rough.

“Jace, just fuck me.” She takes one of her tits in her palm, squeezing it tight and when white droplets leak from her nipple, onto her belly, she smiles at me as she scoops it up with her finger and slips it between my lips.

“You're so ready to have this baby for me,” I tell her, holding that big, beautiful bump between my hands as I fuck my cock deep inside her.

“So ready,” she agrees, blowing a strand of hair out of her face. These past few weeks have been tough on her, sleeping’s been practically impossible and she’s reached the stage where she needs help with even the simplest of tasks.

I fuckin’ love it.

“Your cock feels so deep,” she tells me, resting her palms on my chest and pushing herself down on me. “It feels like it could break my waters.” The thought of that makes me forget to treat her carefully, and I thrust my hips up to meet hers. “Fuck, Jace, keep fucking me like that.” Her voice trembles.

I take the weight of her stomach so she can slam against me harder, and watching her come apart while her body looks so ripe and fertile, almost sends me over the edge myself.

“Marry me,” I whisper, as she continues to slide her tight, soaked pussy up and down my shaft.

“Jace, I already said?—”

“Marry me, tomorrow.”

She freezes and looks down at me in shock, all while her pussy grips me in its fuckin’ vice.

“Jace, that’s?—”

“We got the license, why wait?”

“Because I’m about to have a baby, anytime now.” She gestures her hands to her belly as if I need a reminder.

“Just hold out for one more day, and marry me.” I smile up at her, realizing that I can’t go any longer without this woman being my wife.

“You want me to marry you on our baby's due date?” She makes me sound crazy as she laughs that adorable laugh

“That's exactly what I want.”

“Even while I look like this?” She strokes a hand over that huge, sexy stomach that she’s grown for me.

“Becauseyou look like this,” I tell her. “I want to marry you while you're glowing, and looking more cute and beautiful than ever.” I lean up on my elbows so I can kiss her.

“We can’t just pull off a wedding in less than a day. And you know I’d want my parents here.” She almost looks as if she’s coming round to the idea.

“Your parents came back from their trip last week, they could be here by tomorrow,” I point out.

“And what about a dress? I don’t have a wedding dress.” She keeps on putting up these hurdles for me to jump.

“You got that pretty cream sundress with the little flowers on, that has me wanting to lift it every time I see you in it.” I stare deep into her pretty, blue eyes. “Whatever the obstacle is I’ll fix it, just marry me before this baby gets here.” I look up at her and actually beg.

“Okay.” She smiles as she slides herself off my cock and lies sideways on the mattress beside me, “But if it’s the pregnant look you're going for, you better finish me off, gently.” She looks over her shoulder at me seductively, and I slide up behind her and carefully raise her leg so I can gain access.

“Your pussy feels so good, Baby Momma,” I tell her, slipping into her entrance “It’s got so fuckin’ soft.”

“That's because, any day now, I’m going to push your baby out.” She rears up against me and rolls her hips.

“You make it sound so fuckin’ hot.” I press kisses all over her neck and hear her breath hitch. “You're gonna look so pretty when you're pushing for me.” My hand slides over her stretched-tight skin. “You just have to hold out a little while longer. I want those doctors and nurses, and the hospital, calling you Mrs Sullivan.” Hearing the way she moans and seeing the smile on her face gives away how much she likes that idea.

“Come for me, Princess. Come all over this hard cock that knocked you up,” I tell her, knowing that I won’t be able to holdoff for much longer. Not with her desperate snatch milking at my cock and her perfect body backing up against me.

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