Page 67 of Tempting Frey
Teddy helped me drag my T-shirt over my head and tugged my briefs off. Then he wriggled behind me, jostling me and making the mattress groan with his weight.
“What are you doing?” I grumbled.
“Getting naked,” he said. He pressed his front to my back, and this time, we were skin on skin, or fur on skin. The hair on his chest tickled my back, and I smiled. He moved his hips, and his hard cock nestled in my crease.
“Better?” he asked.
“Much better.”
I rocked, rubbing my ass against him, but he stilled me with a firm hold on my hip.
“None of that. You’re recovering, remember?”
“Ugh. Who cares?”
“You must be sore.”
I was, but maybe it would be worth it.
“How about we just cuddle?” Teddy whispered.
“But what if I want to come?”
He chuckled softly and brushed my ear with his lips. “You’re a demanding little thing, aren’t you? Tonight, I’ll make you dinner, and then I’ll spend the rest of the evening with my mouth on your hole. Would that work for you?”
“That sounds lovely. Thank you.”
“Thought so.”
He rubbed circles on my belly, and I tried to stay still, but now that I was awake, I was hyperaware of his big cockright there.
“Teddy?”
“Mmhmm?”
“The cuddling is really nice, don’t get me wrong.”
“But?”
“You’re hard.”
“Yes. And?”
“I think I want you to come on my belly again.”
Teddy groaned and, in a move too fast for a man so big, he was suddenly on top of me.
“Then you can make me dinner,” I added before he silenced me with a deep kiss. He pushed my arms to the mattress and straddled me. He moved sinuously, rubbing his cock against my stomach. It was a bit too dry at first, but then his precum began leaving smears all over.
I looked down at his cockhead sliding around my belly button.
“This is so hot, Teddy.”
“Yeah? Why do you like it? Tell me.”
“Because I’m pregnant. You’ve fucked me so deep and left your cum in me, and to see your cock near that place reminds me of how good it felt when you bred me.”
He changed his hold on me, grabbing my wrists in one hand and his cock in the other. He stroked himself above my stomach, his cockhead pressing right against where my womb nestled.
