Page 146 of I Promise You
Then she’s crying out for me. Her toes and feet curl in as her orgasm rips through her body and her heavy breathing echoes through our bedroom.
She’s so intoxicating. I can’t ever get enough of tasting her cherry lips.
“I want you to come again.”
“What?” Her chest rises and falls. Looking at me, her whole body still trembling from coming all over my face and fingers.
“You heard me. I need to feel my pregnant wife come all over my cock.”
I reach over and pull on her dress so that she's more exposed.
She wanted to take maternity photos before I left on the mission tonight. I’m not a person who takes photos. I fucking hate anything dealing with social media and taking pictures isn’t something I do.
My camera has pictures of random shit. Most of it is work stuff. And if there are pictures of me, Ari’s in them too.
Whatever my bride wants, she gets.
She rolls over to her side, her bump on display.
I throw off my uniform in seconds, determined to get inside her.
I lean on the bed next to her, the bed dipping underneath my knuckles. My weight makes Ari sink a little as I adjust my cock so that her ass is hugging it.
My hands go to palm the side of her stomach.
I trail my finger on her hips as I kiss her shoulder, then I bite down on her shoulder and she moans in response.
My fingers trail down onto her hips, my hard cock pressed between her ass cheeks, and I’m tempted to fuck her there too.
A few more months, and I’ll be wrecking her ass. A few more months and I get to watch her bleed beautiful tears while she chokes on my cock.
Just a few. More. Months.
When my hand touches her purple stretch marks, she flinches, tensing up.
I raise my brows in confusion.
“I’m sorry. Is it bad that I don’t like them?” she murmurs, tightening her grip on my fingers, wanting to push me away.
“Don’t be ashamed of your body, baby. You have these because of me. Just another reminder that you’re mine. These parts of you are my favorite.”
She dips her head back, so she’s resting more on my shoulder.
I take advantage of her arching her back into me. I take her swollen breast into my mouth, sucking and biting on her sensitive nipple over her shoulder, all the while fingering her.
I enter her slowly, and she hisses while I stretch her. I continue to suck on her breast as I rock my hips inside her.
I stop sucking on her breasts and my hand goes to palm her throat as I fuck her, savoring every second like it’s my last. Because it might as well be. I never know if I’ll be coming back alive from the mission, but Ari and our babies give me more of a reason to fight like hell.
“You’ll always be beautiful to me, little angel.”
She hasn’t looked more beautiful to me, knowing that her stretch marks are there because of me.
I pick up my pace, pushing in and out of her.
Fuck, she just feels so damn good.
“I love you,” she whispers as she grabs my hand and kisses each knuckle.
