Page 79 of One Timer With A Wingman

“Are larger, I know,” I finish his sentence since he didn’t.

His eyes drop to my belly. We still have a good month before we find out the sex of the baby. Aaron looks so intrigued by my changing body.

“Hello there.” He cups my bump. “Is it safe to have sex? I mean, won’t my cock poke Nugget?”

He makes me giggle. “I spoke to the doctor about sex on the last visit, and she assured me that sex while pregnant is fine,” I confirm to him.

“So, you were thinking of me and sex on our last appointment,” he notes.

“I asked when you left the room for a minute. And yes, I’ve been thinking of you and sex for a while now.”

He likes that statement because his eyes glow and his lips tip up. “We were a little rough in Punta Cana.”

“We were passionate and it’s okay. Your cock is big, but Nugget is safe.”

“You think my cock is big?” He waggles his brows.

I laugh at how much he enjoys compliments. “You know you have a beautiful cock.”

“Beautiful is not how I would describe him,” he says.

He’s wearing a pair of black chinos and a gray sweater. He looks veryGQ. I reach down and pop the button and lower the zipper. Aaron is already hard. I caress his cock over his boxers.

“How would you describe him?” I ask, my voice husky as I lean into him and kiss him.

He cups my ass, pulling me into his hardness.

“Big, strong, a gladiator or maybe a Viking.”

I giggle. “Okay, let’s get that big strong Viking out here.”

“Now you’re talking.” His tongue swipes across my lips as he reaches down and pushes my leggings and panties over my butt. “On the bed, Briar. Legs spread.”

I do as he says but first I remove my bra. Since my breasts have grown, my nipples have stretched too.

“Fuck me. You are the sexiest pregnant woman I’ve ever seen.”

“Have you seen many pregnant women?” I giggle.

“Funny,” he says sarcastically. “You’re so pretty, Briar.”

He removes his sweater, boxers, then his socks. His erect cock presses against his abdomen. His body is sculpted to perfection. I take him in as he settles between my thighs.

“I’ve missed the taste of this sweet pussy,” he continues. He runs his finger down my collarbone slowly. When he reaches my nipple, his finger draws lazy circles over the left one before he pinches it. It feels like a direct shot of ecstasy to my core.

“Aaron, I need more.” I am practically begging.

“I know what you need,” he replies as his finger moves lower. He circles my belly and whispers hello to Nugget. “Sorry if we disturb you for the next little bit.”

My heart stutters at his sweetness to our baby.

I squirm as his palm moves lower down to my thigh. He rubs the inside of my thigh, his warm calloused hands running over every inch of my body like he is memorizing me. His palm stops between my thighs and his finger runs from my clit to my seam.

“You’re so wet,” he states.

My eyes roll back. “More, Aaron.”

He growls and I feel the bed shift. His head moves between my thighs as he uses his fingers to spread my lips. His warm wet tongue against my most sensitive parts causes a zing of electricity to run through my body. I’ve been so horny and needy lately, and his attention feels like a dream come true. His tongue moves at a staccato, running up to my clit and down my seam. When he pushes his tongue inside me, it feels like too much. I fist the sheets as I moan.

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