Page 35 of A Very Oceanport Christmas
"Yeah?" I asked, figuring it was a safe choice.
"You're not listening at all, are you?"
"Uh-huh."
Sam laughed again as his shirt came off, so I'd probably made the right sort of remark.
"Seriously, though," he said, his fingers lightly grasping my chin to make me look at his face. "How do you feel about my pregnancy? I mean, the way I look," he clarified. His eyes trailed down his naked body and so did mine.
I couldn't tell howhefelt about his body, but I enjoyed the sight. Sam had always been active, playing on various sports teams throughout his high school days and then taking up parkour of all things... He probably couldn't do that anymore in his condition, it would be too dangerous... He'd gained a little weight, but hell, he could have gained three times as much and it wouldn't have bothered me.
"You're hot as hell," I said, because yeah, his round belly actually kind of turned me on.
"You really think so?" Sam frowned. "You're weird."
I snorted. "I don't care as long as you let me suck you off anyway."
"Is that what you want?" Sam sat on the bed behind him and spread his legs.
"All I want for Christmas," I joked. "You and a blowjob."
"You're seriously weird," Sam insisted, but his tone sounded lighter now as I got on my knees in front of him.
"Let me take care of you." I might have joked earlier, but I wasn't joking now.
With one of my hands, I opened my own pants, the other I wrapped around Sam's cock. He exhaled and let his eyes fall closed as I started stroking him. Perfect. I wanted to make him feel good. He'd been on his feet for most of the day, and although he always claimed that he wasfine, I seriously doubted that.
It wasn't like I had a ton of experience with pregnancy or anything, but I knew Sam well enough to know his little tells, to know that he wasn't a hundred percent comfortable in his skin. More than that, I noticed the blissed-out look he allowed himself for only a second when he got to sit after a stretch of walking, I heard him get up in the middle of the night only to return to the bed turning this way and that because no position was truly good. I knew he had a few more weeks of this ahead of him, and I wanted to ease that burden any way I could.
"Swing your legs up on the bed and lay back," I instructed. He shot me a glance, then did as he was told. I crawled on the bed with him until I was settled between his legs, but instead of focusing my attention on his cock again, I kissed the insides of his thighs. His breath hitched, then evened out again as I slowly worked my way down his legs until I reached his feet.
"Please don't tell me you're going to tickle me," he said.
"Not quite what I'd had in mind," I said with a smile. "But I can change my plans if you'd like me to."
"No way," he said quickly. "Don't you dare." He peered at me. "What were you planning to do, though?"
"I thought you might likethis." I closed my hands around one of his feet and started massaging. Sam's reaction was almost immediate.
"God, that's almost better than a blowjob."
I smirked. "Does that mean you don't want me to suck you anymore?"
"Yeah, no, I want that too, but later."
"Greedy," I commented, but didn't stop what I was doing. His feet had to be killing him with how much time he was spending on them in his condition. Sex was great and all, but he probably needed this more than that.
Besides, the little sounds of pleasure he made as I rubbed his ankles made my cock stiffen, even though I'd thought I was already fully hard--guess I'd been wrong. But then, being with Sam always pushed me higher than I'd thought I could go.
I didn't stop until Sam was so relaxed he was nearly asleep.
Then I crawled back up on the bed to press a kiss to his forehead. His eyes stayed closed.
"You sure you still want that blowjob?"
He chuckled softly. "You really think I'd ever say no to that?"
"No, probably not. I just wanted to hear you say yes." Because how many times had I almost confessed my feelings to him only to back out at the last second, sure that he would say no to whatever I wanted to offer?
