Page 105 of Protecting Her Secrets

“This’ll work. I promise.” He looks like a little boy on Christmas with hope in his eyes.

“Okay. Let’s give it a shot.” I point at him. “But you have to promise me if this causes you pain, we’ll stop and you’ll let me go down on you. And I won’t even break your rule because it’ll turn me on so much to have my mouth around you that I’ll have to play with myself until I come.”

“Fuck. We can add that to the rotation.” He pulls off his shirt and tugs down his lounge pants, which have become his daily uniform. Since underwear complicates things when he uses the bathroom, he’s not wearing any, and his long, thick cock springs free.

I lick my lips. “You’re so sexy.”

“It’s your turn, Sunny,” he says with hunger in his eyes.

I slowly strip out of my yoga pants and T-shirt. Since I wasn’t planning on this, I’m wearing a plain cotton bra and my ugly, full-bottom maternity underwear. “Shit. I forgot what I was wearing underneath.”

“What are those?” He can’t hold in his chuckle as he circles me. The panties go up and over my expanding belly, making them enormous.

“Don’t laugh,” I say, but I’m laughing too. They really are the least sexy things in the world.

He wraps an arm around me. “I’m sorry. I was just surprised. Then I thought about when you showed up here frozen and Ihelped you get out of your clothes. You were wearing those tiny black lacy panties. Remember those? Quite the difference.”

“I hope you enjoyed them while they lasted because, for the next four and a half months, you have these to look forward to.”

“As you can see, I find you just as sexy. Even in giant underwear.” He motions to his still-hard cock. “Actually, leave them on. I’ll just pull them to the side.”

“You’re teasing me.”

“I assure you, I’m not.” He bends down to kiss me. “Fuck, I hate not being able to touch you. All I want is to play with your pretty pussy and fondle your tits.”

“Romantic.”

“You need some romance, sweetheart?”

“Absolutely not. I’ve been wet since this morning when you ground your cock against me.”

He grins. “Fuck, yeah. Get up there.”

I stand on the sturdy box-like stool and bend over, holding myself up on my forearms. Walker pulls my panties to the side, and cool air meets my heated parts.

“How’s this?”

“Fucking perfect. But you have to put me inside.”

Reaching between my legs, I barely manage around the pregnant belly that seems to visibly grow each day, but I’m determined. Gripping his shaft, I line him up with my entrance, and he pushes in. We collectively moan at the pleasure as he fills me so completely, brushing against my G-spot with each thrust.

“Damn, baby. You’re gripping me so good. I wish you could see this. Your pussy is molded around me.”

“Faster,” I say, taking things into my own hands and pushing back each time he thrusts forward.

The erotic sound of skin slapping skin and breathy moans becomes our mood music. The fat head of his cock bumps that place inside over and over, and it feels so good, I don’t ever wantthis to end. My orgasm is waiting on the horizon, but I hold off, just enjoying this connection.

My nipples tighten, and shivers run down my spine as the overwhelming tingles start to spread. This orgasm isn’t like the crashing wave I usually experience. It’s taking over slowly and steadily until I’m lost to the pleasure.

“Christ, I can feel your cunt fluttering around me. You’re going to make me come. Oh, fuck!” Walker roars through his release, pounding into me and filling me with so much cum, it leaks down my legs before he even pulls out. By the time his thrusts slow, I’m sleepy and sated, bummed I’ll have to shower before I can climb into bed.

“That was exactly what I needed,” I say, gasping when he pulls out, dragging against my sensitive flesh.

“Me too.” He straightens my panties.

“I fear they’re ruined after the present you just left me.” I stand and step off the stool.

“You’re probably right.” He pats my ass with his cast-covered hand. “Worth it.”

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