Page 54 of Grounds for Love

Her head swings to one side, dark hair flowing around her. “We won’t hurt the baby. The baby is the size of a cherry and well protected.”

She sits back on her legs with her breasts swaying and it pains me not to reach out and touch them.

“I emailed the doctor earlier. I’ll feel better once she gives the all clear.”

“Rod, you didn’t! Please tell me that you didn’t email a doctor I will have to see for the next six months and ask her if it is okay to tie and blindfold your baby mama and fuck her senseless.”

I wince because she almost got it verbatim. “Not like that, no.”

I didn’t use the word fuck.

“I can’t help it, Jenni.” My voice is coarse with emotion. “I have to know you and the baby are safe.”

“Okay, so don’t tie me up. Just take me from behind.”

“That might be too deep. I don’t want to punch the baby in the head. Do they have eyes yet? Can you imagine how traumatic that would be for the child to see a giant penis charging toward it?” I shudder at just the thought.

She flops back on the bed and lets out a frustrated laugh. “I’ve been cock-blocked by a cherry-sized peanut.”

“We can still have sex, just without the… enthusiasm.”

“Enthusiasm. You mean dull? I’ve been getting myself off for the past three weeks and I promise you it’s not been… dull.”

Normally hearing something like that would be fucking awesome, but not now. Not with Jenni. Despite my painfully hard cock, I scowl, not liking the thought of that one bit. “When the hell have you been doing that? You’ve slept here every night.”

“I’ve needed it and have you forgotten I have an apartment right above where I work? I can run upstairs and take care of things on breaks, and I’ve been taking care of things in the shower since I’ve been in there solo lately. These pregnancy hormones make me horny. Desperately horny. I wasn’t sure where your head was and I didn’t want to push for something you weren’t ready to give.”

“Fuck!” That’s an image I don’t need in my head. Her hand between her thighs, working her clit, pushing inside her wet... I scrub my hand down my face and moan in desperate pain. No matter how bad I want her, I won’t touch her with anything other than gentleness. I can’t risk something happening to her or the baby.

“Baby, give me a chance. I can make love to you and I promise it won’t be dull. I don’t have to lay a hand on you to make you scream.”

“Oh, dear God, please make that happen,” she pleads and widens her legs, spread eagle, eager and waiting.

I want to pump my fist in the air. Instead I get to work proving my point. With just my lips and tongue, I have her panting and begging before I even get to the interesting places.

Slowly I let my tongue trail around each nipple and take them in my mouth. I’m careful to keep it gentle and not suck hard. From the sounds coming from her mouth, I’d say she’s pleased with this new plan.

I lick down her cleavage and her still flat stomach, over her mound and right to her clit. I swipe and circle the bud with slow steady strokes. She gasps, bows off the bed, and digs her fingers into my shoulders.

“Easy, sweetheart.” I gaze at the pretty pink lips glistening with the dew of her desire.

“Fuck, baby, you’re soaked. You need me to make you come?”

“Yes.”

I groan seeing moisture seeping from her lips, position myself between her legs, and lift each one to my shoulders. I place an open-mouthed kiss over her swollen bud and suck. She gasps and groans. I set up a pattern of flicking, laving, sucking, and swiping her clit, over and over, changing the order until she’s frantic to come, not knowing what to expect.

Her fingers thread through my hair and her nails clutch at my scalp, sending a flare of pain down my body and straight to my cock. She’s so desperate for the orgasm I’m keeping her from, her legs tighten and squeeze my head. I can only hear her muffled pleas and mumbled words.

Stiffening my tongue, I slide down the seam and push into her wet, tight heat. Fucking her with my tongue, I wish it were my cock thrusting in and out of her. She tightens and clamps down, and I quickly suck her clit. She screams through her release.

Once the tremors stop, I lower her legs back on the bed. Her eyes close and she gives a well satisfied smile, stretches, and then her eyes flutter open and go straight to my straining cock.

She sits up and with a hand on my shoulder, I allow her to push me down on the bed, curious and cautious about where this is going. My eyes appreciate her naked body as she crawls to her knees and throws a leg over my hips until she’s straddling me. Once her intentions are clear, I freeze. “Jenni…”

“No. You will let me do this. People have sex all the time when they’re pregnant. The information the doctor gave us even says the same thing. So you are going to lie there and let me fuck you.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I manage to croak as she wraps her hand around my cock and presses the tip to her entrance. The look on her face is stunning as she slides down and seats my cock inside her heat. I try not to think about how deep I am inside her or that peanut may be wishing there was a helmet handy.

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