Page 90 of Always Been You

“I know, babe, but I don’t mind helping you out.”

I kick my feet up on the table and continue cutting while we watch TV together. When the pizza arrives, we stop andeat. Once I finish my last piece, I adjust myself, turning and facing her.

“So I know we have spent a lot of time working on getting my office moved so that we can set up the nursery, but there is something else I want to talk about,” I say.

Olivia puts her plate down and turns to face me, grabbing my hand and running her thumb over the top of my hand.

“Okay, what’s up?”

“I want you to have the wedding you want, but I also want us to be married before our baby gets here. I want you to have my last name when the baby is born and honestly, I’m selfish and I want to be able to call you my wife sooner than later.”

The smile that lights up her face is blinding. I reach forward and tuck a piece of free hair behind her ear.

“I want that too,” she whispers. “What do you think about a backyard wedding, at one of our parents’ places, just close friends and family, nothing big?”

“I want whatever you want. As long as at the end of the day I get to call you my wife, I’m happy.”

I lean forward and kiss her. Her hands end up in my hair and she tugs it causing me to groan. I lean her back and position myself between her legs, and she wraps them around my hips. She nips at my bottom lip and I buck my erection into her, feeling the warmth of her. Her pregnancy hormones have made her completely insatiable.

I break the kiss, brushing my lips down her neck and over her collarbone. I can feel her getting impatient. She moans and bucks into me. “Josh, please,” she whines.

“My impatient little slut wants me to fuck her?” I say into her ear and she moans.

“You’ll take what I give you, Olivia.”

My hand glides down her front, squeezing her breast before I move my fingers delicately down her stomach to the waistband of her leggings, where I tease her. When she moans again, I allow my hand to slide under the waistband and inside her panties, where I tease her more. My finger runs up and down her slit, but not dipping inside. Her grip on my hair tightens and I kiss her, nipping her bottom lip until she relents and gives me access. My tongue tastes her, playing with hers.

My finger dips inside her, gathering her moisture and moving up to her clit where I circle it slowly and as soon as my finger makes contact, she is moaning and writhing beneath me, causing me to chuckle. My fingers move down and I slowly enter her with two fingers while my thumb finds her clit, adding pressure while my fingers work her from the inside. I press my length into her thigh as she rides my hand, seeking the release she so desperately wants.

I pull my hand away and she whines before I add another finger and enter her again, working faster than before. I send her over the edge, calling my name. Once she’s caught her breath and she opens her eyes, staring at me. I lift my fingers to my mouth and suck on them, moaning around my fingers as I get every last drop. I lean down and place my lips right beside her ear as I whisper, “My favourite flavour.” I see and feel her body shiver beneath me.

She reaches for the hem of my shirt, pulling it out of the waistband of my dress slacks, and I help her remove it before I reach for hers, dropping it beside the couch with mine. She’s wearing a black lace bra that barely contains her gorgeous tits. I place my mouth over her nipple through the bra and my tongue laps at it. She arches her back, shoving her tit farther into my face. I reach behind her and unclasp her bra.Removing my mouth, I slip it down her arms before it, too, ends up on the floor.

I kiss across her chest, showing her other breast the same attention before I kiss my way down her body. When I reach the waistband of her leggings, I remove them and her panties. Once they are off, I lift one of her legs so that it rests on the back of the couch and settle between her legs. My hot breath ghosts over her centre and she arches her back and moans.

“Josh, I need you. Please don’t tease me.”

I lean forward and leisurely lick my way from her entrance to her clit, giving it a quick flick before repeating the movement. I go to pull back and her hand is in my hair with a death grip, holding my head in its position, and I chuckle.

“So needy Olivia. You really are my needy little slut.”

“Only for you, only yours,” she moans, sending more heat to cock. Hearing her call herself mine always makes me hard.

My mouth latches onto her clit while two fingers enter her. I work her to the edge of an orgasm before backing off, repeating the process three times before I allow her to come. I lap up her orgasm as she drenches my face, working every ounce of it out of her system. When she’s come down from the high of her orgasm, I stand up and undo my belt, then move to the button and zipper of my dress slacks before I push them down with my boxer briefs.

I give myself a couple of pumps while standing over Olivia. “Aren’t you just a pretty little slut all laid out waiting for me?”

She presses her thighs together at my words, her vain attempt to get her some relief. I spread her legs again, the same way I had them when I was fucking her with my tongue and fingers.

I grip my erection again, running it through her slit, gathering her wetness so that I can slide in easily. I use the tip totease her clit, causing her to grip the cushions on the back of the couch as she moans. Using my free hand to reach forward, I pinch a nipple before moving over and doing the same to the other. She writhes beneath me and I finally give in, pushing inside her torturously slowly, inch by inch until I’m fully sheathed inside her.

I grit my teeth as I stay still, taking in how tight and hot her wet pussy is. She moves her hips, trying to get me to move, and I grip her hip tightly and she stops immediately. Once I’ve grounded myself, I begin to move, building a slow rhythm with my hips as I nip at her earlobe and kiss along her neck, finding her most sensitive spots that make her shiver. As I pick up speed, I kiss her, using my tongue to open her lips. She kisses me back just as urgently. Our chests are both heaving as we pull apart and I drop my face into the crook of her neck as her hands run up my back and she moves to grip my biceps.

“Josh, please, I need you to make me come,” she moans as I thrust harder. “Yes, Josh, just like that. I need you.”

Her words are my breaking point and I reach back, grabbing her legs that have wrapped around my hips and push them up toward her chest and I fuck her relentlessly. Her eyes stay on mine as I watch her orgasm build. “Hold your leg,” I grunt as she grabs hold of her leg so I can use my now free hand to circle her clit. Three swipes of my thumb and she is coming, calling my name as her pussy clenches like a vice around my cock. Her orgasm sends me over the edge and my hips jerk in uneven movements as I empty my release into her.

I collapse on top of her. Once I catch my breath, I lift myself off of her and kiss her lazily. I pull out of her and she mewls at the loss. I grab her hand and we silently head to our bedroom, where we hop in the shower. When we get outof the shower, we head back into the living room where we watch TV and work on her cutouts before we decide to head to bed, where I fall asleep with Olivia in my arms.

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