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“Eh, I’ve seen better.” I wink at him.

“Better my arse,” he chuckles. I watch as he climbs from the bed and takes off his jeans and boxers.

“Now, that I like.” I wink and laugh at his face. He looks shocked that I just said that. Neither of us are prudes, so I have no clue why he looks shocked.

“Damn, way to make a man feel wanted.” He mock pouts and covers his dick with both hands. Yes he needsboth hands. I ungracefully get to my knees and make my way towards the edge of the bed. I start to slowly undo the buttons on my shirt as Dex rakes his gaze over me. He watches as each button pops open. I watch as his eyes fill with heat and he licks his lips. At the last button I pull the shirt over my body, leaving me in my knickers and bra. Which reminds me that I need new ones; these are getting too small for me. Baby boobs.

“Damn, you are one sexy chick, Ads. Come here, babe.” I inch forward, making sure that I don’t fall off the edge of the bed. His arms go around and unclasp my bra strap, like a pro.

“Someone has had plenty of practise in that department,” I say with a chuckle, but inside my stomach is churning at the amount of women Dex has been with since Fiona died. He used to flaunt them in front of me all the time. He knew how much he was hurting me but being the dick that he is, he ignored my feelings.

“Stop overthinking. There is only me and you here, no one else,” he states. I nod my head and lean in and kiss the shit out of him. I run my hands up over his bare arms and around to his shoulders, holding him to me. Dex has the whole arm porn thing going on, it has been one of the things that I find most sexy about him, well that and his smile. Dex runs his hands all over my body, cupping my arse and tugging me closer, well as close as I can get with the baby bump between us. Dex breaks the kiss and laughs.

“She is cock blocking me already I see.” he motions down to my belly.

“I am only going to get bigger, babe.”

“A lot sexier. I swear I am going to keep you barefoot and pregnant all the fucking time.” He winks at me. I pull all the way back and look at him. Is he fucking serious? He looks serious.

Well fuck a duck.

“Funny,” I laugh.

“Do you see me laughing?” he asks.

“No. But I don’t see us having another baby anytime soon. I want to enjoy this one first.”

“We’ll see, babe.” He winks again.

“Fuck off with the winking. It isn’t going to get you what you want,” I tell him, and I bloody mean it. I want to enjoy this baby before I get pregnant and I have to share my attention. Plenty of parents like to have their children close together, and there is nothing wrong with that, but I want a few years between my kids.

“Baby, I always get what I want. Now lay back. I need to taste you.” Well, what girl can say no to that? Not this one that’s for sure. I lay back, still only wearing my knickers. I lay in the middle of the bed and watch Dex as he climbs onto the bed and settles on his stomach, between my legs. Thank the lord to high heavens that I had my wax last week. I go up onto my elbows and try to see what Dex is doing. Okay, I know what he is doing but I still want to see.

I hear him take a deep breath and groan. “Fuck, you smell so damn good,” he says, kissing the inside of my thigh.

“Thank you for telling me that my vagina smells good. I had always wondered what I smelt like.” I wink down at him.

“Witch.” I giggle. Giggle? Where the frick did that come from? Dex lowers his head again and I feel him run his nose over my kickers. That slight pressure causes me to release a small moan. His head shoots up, a wicked look on his face. He bounces his eyebrows at me and slides one finger under my knickers moving them to the side so he can gain better access to my pussy.

“This pregnancy is making you super sensitive, huh?”

“Yes. I need to feel you, Dex,” I tell him, sounding breathy. He adjusts his position and grips the sides of my knickers.

“Up,” he instructs me. I lift my hips and he drags my knickers down my legs, dropping them over the edge of the bed. He lowers his head with no hesitation and lays a kiss to my swollen clit. It pulses against his lips. He runs his tongue from my clit down to my opening, swirling his tongue around, tasting me. “Fucking sweet. I need more,” he breathes on my wet pussy lips.

“Dex,” I pant.

“I got you, baby. I got you. Just feel. Feel my wet tongue tasting you. Your clit throbbing in my mouth.” My panting fills the room. My body fills with electric currents, running through every nerve ending. Sweat beads across my body. I feel Dex grip my thighs, holding them open as I try to crush his head with them.

“Dex, I’m going to come.” He gives one last bite on my clit and my orgasm rips through me. My body lights with the lustful fire. I barely feel Dex climbing up my body and thrust into me.

“Ahhhhh, Dex. Fuck,” I cry out. He doesn’t let up as another orgasm hits me. His cock slams into me over and over again. Filling me to the hilt.

“Again, Ads. Come again, baby. Fucking hell you feel amazing. Best ever. Shit, I’m gonna come. It has been so long since I felt you wrapped around my cock. Shit.” Two more thrusts and Dex is coming inside of me, filling me up. Our heavy breathing is the only sound I can hear. Dex falls to the side of me, keeping his arm draped over my body, holding me to him.

“I’ve missed you, babe. Come home with me,” he whispers against my ear, not in a question form.

“Okay, honey,” I breathe, feeling too blissed out to fight with him.

“Love you, Ads.”

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