“We are,” I grin back at her. “I’m buying more cherry garcia ice cream tomorrow and anything else you want.” I bend down and kiss her neck, inhaling her sweet strawberry scent. “I can’t wait to see this body round with my baby,” I breathe against her skin. Just the thought of her carrying our child makes my dick throb painfully.
“You may change your mind when my feet are so swollen I get cankles,” she laughs softly.
“I will love your sexy cankles,” I murmur as I lightly suck her neck. I finger the straps on her dress before pushing them down her arm, exposing her breasts. I swirl my tongue along her nipple before taking a deep pull, causing a soft moan to escape her lips. I palm the other one in my hand and can already tell they feel more swollen. “Do they feel different to you?” I tease the other one, and she arches her back.
“They’re more sensitive,” she breathes. “A little swollen, too.”
“So you feel this more?” I flick her hardened bud with my tongue and lightly bite down.
“Yes,” she moans, her fingers digging into my hair.
“What about this?” I suck one and grasp the other nipple between my two fingers.
“Yessss.” Her breath is coming out in little pants sending blood rushing straight to my already swollen cock.
“We are going to have so much fun these next nine months,” I grin between her breasts. “I’m going to make sure with this pregnancy you feel loved, and every little thing your body desires, I’m going to give it to you.”
“I only need you.”
“You have me,” I say without hesitation. I slide her dress the rest of the way down with her thong before removing my gymshorts. I place a tender kiss on her stomach before lying on my side next to her. Bringing her flush against me, I feel her sweet ass press against me.
Bringing my hand around, I slide my finger through her folds and groan against her ear as her arousal coats my fingers. She presses further into me as I move against her. Grabbing her hand, I guide it between her legs.
“Touch yourself. Feel how good you feel,” I whisper in her ear. I keep my hand on hers as she rubs against herself. When she gets to her center, I press my finger in with hers. “We fit so damn good together.” I move with hers and add another, stretching her wider.
Her moan fills the room as her hips move to our rhythm. I release our hands and bring her finger to my lips, sucking it clean. She brings her ass further up against me, giving me just the angle I need to fill her in one deep motion.
“Oh God,” she pants as I pull back out, and her pussy greedily wraps around me again as I go deeper. My hand flattens against her stomach as I possessively hold what’s mine.
“Grab your breast,” I softly growl, knowing her sensitivity is going to push her over the edge.
Her hand comes up to tease and squeeze her nipples. “Ryder…” My name comes out as a plea, and I fucking love that sound. I shift my weight so I’m more on top of her behind, keeping a firm grip on her stomach as I raise her ass higher to meet my thrusts.
Her walls start to squeeze me as I feel her ignite beneath me, causing my body to follow.
She cries out my name just as hers slips past my lips on a moan. My dick pulses, matching her pussy’s heartbeat that drums deep inside. We ride out the pleasure together until our bodies fall into a deep, sated place.
Lying back down on my side, I hold her against me, still deep inside her. My hand never leaves her stomach as my thumb caresses her skin.
“I can’t wait to meet this little one,” I say softly against her neck.
“Me either,” I hear her whisper sleepily.
“I love the baby so much already. How is that possible?”
“I felt the same way about Ryland the moment I found out. You feel their soul.” She places her hand over mine, pouring our love into something so tiny yet feeling something so big that it can’t be defined.
I lie there for the longest time, listening to her breathing as she sleeps. My eyes finally drift shut as I hold both of them close to me.
I pushthe grocery cart down the aisle as Ryland happily munches on her free chocolate chip cookie from the bakery. We were tasked with getting food for this weekend, putting Jake and Miles in charge of getting the last of the fireworks and decorations. You would have thought they were two kids this morning on the way to Disneyland. There’s no telling what they will bring home. Thankfully, Savi went with them to be the voice of reason.
I see Eve knock on the watermelons and laugh.
“You expect something to knock back?”
“No.” She meets my amused eyes and laughs. “I saw a person do it once and looked it up one day out of curiosity. I guess it’s supposed to sound hollow if it’s nice and ripe.” She holds up another one and knocks, pressing her ear closer. “I can’t tell if that’s hollow-sounding or not.”
I pick a bigger one up and knock on it. “Sounds ripe to me.” I set it in the bottom of the cart.