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Before I kiss her, I ask. “Are you sure you’re feeling up to this, darlin’?”

Snaking her arms around my neck, pressing her body against mine, she says. “Oh, Travis, you have no idea the things that my body is doing right now, honey. But right now, you’re gonna like it.”

“I’d say I’m gonna love it.” I counter, tilting my head, parting my lips, hungry for hers. My tongue finds hers, as I suck her bottom lip, making her moan instantly, and while my one hand makes a trail down her body, grazing her breasts, belly, and finding her wetness. I circle her clit with my thumb, while thrusting my middle finger inside, making her whimper. My other hand caresses her breast, deliciously pinching her nipple.

“God, Travis.” She pants with need.

My lips don’t leave hers, as I continue to bring her intense pleasure, and I can tell, because her tongue is deeper in my mouth, and her hand finds my rock hard cock, as she kneads it, pumping it up and down, reciprocating. She bites my lip, breathing hard, and I grunt, feeling her warm, soft hand touch me in the place that’s needed to be touched by her for a while. Her clit is soaked with desire, and swollen, telling me that she’s getting close, and I know that she can come this way, so I keep going. When she cries in my mouth, tongue in my mouth, I feel her insides pulse, as her first orgasm courses through her, making my cock twitch, making me want more.

My fingers guide her through her climax, and then I lift her onto my waist, sliding into her, as I walk to the bed and lie her down. Still breathless, Becky’s tongue continues to dance with mine, as I thrust inside her gently, suddenly fearing hurting her. She picks up on the hesitation. “Travis, it’s okay.” She chuckles comfortingly, still with heavy breaths. “I need you.”

“Are you sure?” I ask, through slow thrusts.

She nods. “Yes. The baby’s well protected in there, honey. And, God, I need you so bad.” Her voice is pleading.

Sliding my hands to her rear, pulling her open further, I answer her, hitting that spot inside that I know is dying to be touched. Her eyes roll into the sockets as mine close, and we enjoy making love the way it’s supposed to be enjoyed. My cock gets harder and harder as I feel her tighten further and further, until I feel her start to quiver, and I squeeze my eyes tight, trying like hell to hang on, wanting desperately to make her come once more. I pump her hard and fast, feeling her body quake inside, hearing her cry out again, this time digging her nails into my back.

I purposely lose my rhythm, so I can hang on, letting her finish. And that’s when I go in for the kill. Without missing a beat, I help her onto me, sliding onto my back, and she rides me artfully, as my thumb, once again, finds her clit. My mouth is on her breasts, as she revels in the sucking and licking, melting into me as I continually fill her repeatedly, riding on the aftershocks of her climax. Her breasts bob erotically in my face, bringing me to the edge, and as she leans down and sucks my nipple, it’s on.

My thumb circles her faster, as my dick thrusts faster and faster, and it’s suddenly a pleasure tug of war, between me and my beloved. Until we both lose, and come gloriously together, moaning, writhing, crying aloud in the silence. Breathless, she lies on top of me, as I wrap my arms around her. Stroking her skin with my fingers, I skate up and down her back, kissing her head. “You okay after that, baby?” I ask softly, hoping like hell that I didn’t go too far.

“I am A-okay.” She answers, still sounding like she’s just back from a jog across town.

I chuckle.

She lifts her head. “Man, pregnant sex rocks.”

I smile. “It sure does.”

“Are you still going to want me when I’m a whale?” she asks playfully.

“I’ll want you in whatever size or shape you are, baby. You are mine. All mine. That’s all that matters to me.”

She kisses my lips. “Always the one with the right things to say. That I’ll give you.”

“Why, thank you.” I say in a game show host voice, which gets a giggle.

“Are you coming to the sonogram tomorrow?”

“If I don’t, Laura will kick my ass.” I joke.

“It won’t be gross.”

“I saw you puke yesterday, and I’ve seen you at your worst, Becky.”

“Yeah, well, you’re gonna see your kid coming out of me pretty soon, too. Fasten your seat belt, bucko. You’re in for a long ride.”

I lift a brow and wiggle it. “I think you were the one doing the riding just a minute ago, darlin’.”

“I’ll tell Ron you like your birthday present.”

I kiss her lips. “I think I like what was under it more, darlin’.”

“I love you.”

“I love you, darlin’.”

Hanna

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