Page 39 of Choose Me

She answered me by skimming her fingers under the hem of my shirt and lifting it over my head. She placed soft kisses across my chest, her hands tangling in my hair as her tongue left a trail of hot kisses in its wake. We were both frenzied as we undressed, throwing our clothes haphazardly across the room.

She was breathtaking in the dim light, her skin glowing in the soft pink light. Her belly had grown twice its size since I saw her last, and my cock was hard as I admired her swollen belly, carrying my unborn child and her full, perky breasts begging to be touched. She positioned her entrance over my tip, and I held her hips firmly in my hands as she slid down on my cock.

"Fuck," she moaned loudly as I filled her, sinking to the base. She arched her back as she moved, drawing a groan from me as my cock disappeared inside her warm, tight pussy. I gripped her hips, propelling her up and down on me. She moved with me, her rhythm tempting me to the edge. She placed her hands on my shoulders and braced herself as she rocked her hips back and forth. She was a vision of beauty, and I was utterly consumed by her.

My fingers slid between her thighs, and I found her clit, rubbing it in slow circles. She moaned loudly as she ground her hips against mine, her breasts bouncing with each movement. I flipped her onto her back and grabbed her thighs, pushing them back gently towards her belly as I pounded inside her. She gasped, and I loved watching her body react to me. I gripped her hips tighter, driving myself deeper inside her.

She closed her eyes and let out a whimper. "Oh, God, James, don't stop," she pleaded.

Her perfect skin was flushed and damp, and being inside her was maddening. I could feel my release weighing heavy on my cock, and I knew it wouldn't be long before I was spilling my cum deep inside of her. Her back arched, and she moaned as her orgasm hit her hard, her warm juices coating my cock and dripping down my balls as she came. Her pussy clenched around my cock, and I let out a growl as I drove myself into her one more time. I emptied myself into her, burying my cock as deeply as possible, letting my cum fill her and drip out around her thighs. I kissed her deeply as she quivered against me.

She sighed into my lips as we lay in the pink glow. "I love you, James," she whispered into my chest.

"I love you too, baby."

She peered up at me, her hand falling to her belly. "I've grown a bit since you last saw me."

I touched her collarbone, trailing my fingers down her chest and resting my hand next to hers on her belly. "I love your body, and even more now that it is growing our baby."

She smiled sweetly, nuzzling further into the crook of my arm. She let out a deep sigh, and I pulled the lavender comforter over our naked bodies. Tiny movements pushed against my hand, and I gasped, looking at Ava to see if she realized it, but she was fast asleep. I pressed back gently and was greeted with multiple nudges in response. Tears filled my eyes as I realized this was real. This was pure. The faintest movements against my hand sent this indelible wave of emotion that rocked me to my core.

I lay there, embracing the stillness, and I knew I would never let anyone or anything take these moments away from me.

22

TWENTY-TWO

AVA

The pungent aroma of coffee engulfed me, awakening me from sleep. I blindly reached out for James, only to be met with cold, empty sheets. Groggily, I opened my eyes and rubbed the sleep away, taking in the sight of the room in daylight. The sun peeked through the window, casting a warm glow on everything it touched. The sheets were still rumpled from where James had been sleeping, and rattling in the kitchen drew me out of the bed and stumbling toward the noise, still half-asleep.

As I entered the kitchen, a smile spread across my face at the sight of James standing by the stove, flipping pancakes with a look of intense focus. He was already dressed for the day, standing tall in a crisp white shirt and black jeans. I couldn't help but admire how effortlessly handsome he looked, standing barefoot, his broad, muscular shoulders illuminated by the soft morning light streaming through the windows. I stood there for a moment, drinking in the sight of him, before clearing my throat to announce my presence.

"Good morning, beautiful," he said, turning toward me. The morning light accentuated his chiseled jawline and deep-set eyes, and I felt lost in his gaze. My heart skipped a beat when he walked toward me, pulling me into his arms.

"Good morning, handsome,” I murmured into his chest. He smelled of coffee and pancakes, and I breathed in his scent, feeling my body relax into his. He leaned in to kiss me, his lips soft and gentle against mine.

He pulled away slightly, looking down at me with a smirk on his beautiful lips. "Did you sleep well?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

I nodded, heat rising to my cheeks when I thought about what we did last night. It's not like it was our first time, but my body has changed since he saw me last, and he embraced every new curve like I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He leaned down to kiss me, his lips soft and gently against mine. My hands found their way to his shoulders, pulling him closer as our kiss deepened. The taste of coffee lingered on his tongue, making me crave more.

As I pulled away, a mischievous grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. "I made you and my baby breakfast," he said, gesturing toward the table set with pancakes and fresh fruit plates.

I smiled, feeling my stomach rumble with hunger. "You're too good to me," I said, sitting at the table.

He joined me, pouring me a cup of coffee and filling his plate with pancakes. I caught his hungry eyes watching me, consuming every inch of my body as he slowly sipped his coffee and watched me eat. I felt my skin ignite under his stare and clenched my thighs in response. Without a word, he put his mug on the table and grabbed my hand, tugging me into his lap. With my arms around his neck, I watched as he lovingly caressed my belly, sending tingles down my spine as he trailed soft kisses up my neck until reaching my chin.

"I love you, you know," he said, his breath hot against my neck. "I don't know if I could survive without you."

I looked down, my heart swelling with emotion at his words. He kissed me softly, his lips caressing mine. I parted my lips in response and let his tongue explore my mouth, sending a flurry of tingles down my spine. The familiar heat scorched the inside of my thighs, and I let out a soft moan as his hands moved over my body, grazing my hardening nipples. Our kiss was becoming more urgent, and my body ached with desire.

"If you keep kissing me like that, I will fuck you on this table. I don't care who sees," he whispered, his voice ragged with desire.

"I don't mind if you do," I breathed, my eyes wide with lust, challenging him.

He groaned and let his teeth nip at my collarbone, his blue eyes burning with desire. My pussy clenched in anticipation when he pressed his hard cock against me.

"Okay, we clearly need to lay down some ground rules." Amelia's voice cried to the right of us.

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