Page 43 of Uxpectedly Ever After

I hold her tight, because I can’t stand having space between us. “Yeah,” I say quietly. “We will.”

“And I’ll work on letting you help,” she promises, sliding her arms around my waist. “We’ve gotta find a balance or we’re going to drive each other insane.”

“Too late, Freckles.” I brush a strand of hair off her cheek. "I lost my mind over you a long time ago.”

She flushes at that, the kind of blush that makes my blood run hot. Not as good as the flush she gets with my cock inside her, but damn close.

“Let’s make a deal,” she says, plowing straight past the compliment like she always does. “You ease up on the whole caveman thing, and I’ll start including you in decisions. Let you know when I need help.”

“Deal,” I agree immediately—knowing full well this is the best outcome I’m getting with my stubborn woman. "But can I make one request?"

Her eyes narrow, already suspicious. “What?”

"Let me show you something.” I pull my phone from my pocket, nerves kicking in despite myself. "I've been doing some research."

She raises an eyebrow. "More? On what?"

“Pregnancy-safe sex positions,” I say, not bothering to hide the fact my voice is a little deeper, a little rougher. My mind’s stuck on images of her in each position as she takes my cock, all of them ending with her screaming my name. “Early pregnancy can make some women extra horny.” I smirk. “You think I haven’t noticed how you can’t keep your hands off me?”

Her eyes go wide and her cheeks flush that pretty pink that tells me she's turned on. "You've been researching how to fuck me while I'm pregnant?"

“Damn straight.” Any nerves I had vanish the second I see how she's responding. Her nipples are already hard against her shirt, and I haven't even touched her yet. “I want to make sure I can still make your legs shake without risking the baby.”

She swallows hard. For a split second, I worry I’ve overstepped, but then she rakes her gaze down my body, biting her lip while she does it. My cock twitches and I know she feels it.

“Show me,” she says, voice low and breathy in that I-want-you-inside-me tone.

I pull up the videos I've saved and the first one starts to play. I’m not even watching it. No, all I can think about is trying every one of those positions with Clover's legs wrapped around me and my mouth somewhere on her skin. It plays for all of thirty seconds before she snatches my phone and tosses it onto the nightstand.

"Was that your big request? Showing me some pregnancy kink porn?" She pushes me until I'm flat on my back on the bed and she's crawling over my body.

"Part of it." Because I don't want to just watch it or talk about it. I want to do it all. All the things. Every last one of them until she's wrung out and barely remembers her own name and my balls are empty. Her fingers slip under my shirt and lift it, and I sit up enough to let her strip it over my head.

She drops her head and presses her mouth to my chest, right over my heart, and then trails her tongue down the line of my abs. Fuck, the way she loves them makes all the brutal hours in the gym worth it. I watch her lick and kiss her way across my body, and my cock is so hard it's pushing against the zipper of my jeans trying to get free so it can get in her. But when she tries to undo the button on them, I stop her.

"Get naked," I tell her. "And then get on my face."

Her eyes go so fucking wide. She knows exactly what I want, what I'm asking for. And when she pulls her shirt off and shimmies out of her leggings, I know she wants it too. "I like this request," she says.

"I thought you might," I say, my eyes glued to her tits and the way they sway when she crawls over my body again.

She swings her leg over my head, and I can already smell her. She's soaked. So wet she's already dripping and her pussy hasn't even touched my mouth yet. I'm gripping her hips and pullingher down before she can even straddle my head, and the second her cunt touches my tongue, I'm lost.

She grinds on my face, her body already trembling as I lap at her. I love the sounds she makes when I get my mouth on her, the little gasps and whimpers, the breathy moans that seem to catch in the back of her throat. My hands slide up her thighs, gripping her waist. I hold her down on my tongue, loving the way it feels like she can't help but take what she wants from me.

"Oh god," she whimpers when I suck her clit between my teeth and flick it with the tip of my tongue. "Right there."

My dick's got its own pulse and there's a puddle of pre-cum on my abs, but I need to make her come like this before I fuck her. Need to taste her release in my mouth. Need to feel her gush all over my face. So, I keep working her over, alternating between sucking and licking. Her hands are planted on the headboard, and I can hear her fingernails scraping against the wood. Her legs are shaking just the way I like on either side of my head.

"Banks," she cries out, my name breaking apart in her throat. "I'm gonna come."

Do it, I think, and then she does, and it's so fucking perfect. Her pussy floods my mouth, and I drink it all, licking and sucking her through her orgasm until she's a trembling mess on top of me. She's panting, and I can feel the way her heart is racing against my palm when I slide it up to cup one of her tits.

I roll us, sliding out from beneath her and putting her in front of me so we're spooning, lifting her leg up over my hip. I grip my dick at the base, rubbing it back and forth across her pussy. "Fuck, I wish I could put another baby in you."

Her entire body shudders at my words as my hand slides up to her stomach. Her fingers weave between mine. "Why's that so hot?"

"Because nothing turns me on more than you having my baby." I kiss and lick and run my teeth along her neck as I push inside her. "And after this one comes out, I'm gonna put another one in you," thrust, "and then another one," thrust.

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