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Inch by glorious fucking inch he slides inside. He doesn’t stop until he’s pressed flush against me, his entire length buried in me. We both moan in satisfaction when we feel his base bottom out.

My noises are incoherent mumbling and praise as he begins to move. Pulling out and slipping back inside. All the while holding the weight of my belly so I can focus on him and the pleasure he’s giving me.

I grip the back of his neck and try to hold still so he can keep us balanced and so he can keep fucking me in those long strong strokes.

“More,” I demand when his pace remains steady. I need more, I need to break.

Warren grunts and groans as his pace increases,finally.As soon as his restraint breaks his thrusts become hard slaps and I relish in the sound and the sensation. His cock hard and thick rubbing at all the right places.

One of his hands releases my belly but I don’t feel the weight pull so he’s still holding me up with his older arm. The muscles flexing and tightening beneath the ink. With his free hand he cups one breasts and pinches my nipple causing me to scream in pleasure. He rolls the hard sensitive peak and pumps faster when my pussy clamps down on his cock.

I’ve been on the razor's edge, and I can feel myself tightening, ready to fall over that edge.

“That’s it, Bambi. Fuck you feel amazing. Come for me love.”

He pumps faster, hitting deep and hard and when he pinches my nipple again my climax explodes. Waves of pleasure wrack my body and I can feel my pussy clench and clamp down hard on his cock. Warren groans and when he buries himself deep inside I can feel him throb and pulse, releasing his own climax.

He stills behind me his face buried in my neck and we both shake and come down from our orgasmic highs. The entire time his arm remains strong and tight around me, holding us both up.

My arms slip from his neck, drained of strength and about as solid as wet noodles. He presses kisses to my neck and shoulder and the sensation sends tiny shock waves through my body, resulting in my pussy tightening around his length still inside me

He chuckles and pulls out while still holding me. I’d probably fall right over if he didn’t. With strong sure arms he redirects me to lay on my side on the bed. I go willingly, letting him prop my head on a pillow and fuss over me.

“I’ll be right back,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to my temple.

He leaves only to return moments later with a rag and gently cleans me. I’m pretty much a useless blob of warm and gooeypleasure at this point. I don’t see Warren moving around but I can hear him. At some point he returns and I feel my body pillow placed between my knees and the blanket pulled over me. Moments later Warren’s warm body engulfs me from behind, his hips and chest lining up perfectly from behind. His arm draped lazily but protectively across my belly. His fingers fiddling with the ropes.

“Is it okay to leave the ropes on?” I ask sleepily.

“They’re fine for now. I didn’t tie them too tight. I’ll take them off before they cause any issues. Rest for now.” he presses another kiss to my neck and I do as he says.

The next morning when I wake the ropes are gone and there’s not a single mark on my skin.

Chapter 29: Warren

Which end does the baby come out of again?

I never thought my life could be this happy. I don’t think I’ve ever smiled this much. Bambi is about ready to burst with her due date only days away, my secret surprise present for her is almost ready, the ring Gigi gave me is burning a hole in my pocket, and every single day I get to kiss the woman I love as much as I want.

Who knew giving in to my decade long obsession with Bambi and having the best sex of my life would completely change my life for the better. Now that I think about it, it kind of makes sense. Hindsight and all that. Sounds stupid now when I explain why I never asked Bambi out for all those years.

Everybody in town is now completely aware that I am and always have been the father of Bambi’s baby. Seems once we told everyone, it wasn’t nearly as big a deal as Bambi thought it would be. I never cared what they thought and am proud to claim her and him as mine. Soon to be a more permanent mine.

Every morning I wake up wanting to propose to her. But after long thought, and some beer infused confessions with Owen, I’ve decided to wait until after Noah is born. Not only because I don’t want her to think I’m asking just because she’s pregnant, but I want it to be perfect and my surprise isn’t ready yet. It’ll beperfect timing when it is. She’ll have had the baby and we’ll be ready to start our lives together.

Izzy finally settled on a wedding date after Noah is born as well. It’s only three months from now but I guess that shouldn’t come as a surprise. They’ve been putting it off for so long it only makes sense that when she did decide on a date it’s sooner rather than later. I think she was going to have it earlier but then found out about Bambi’s pregnancy and wanted to wait.

Izzy is the best friend I could have asked for my Bambi. She was here when I couldn’t be. She made sure Bambi went to her doctor appointments, took her vitamins, planned her baby shower and so much more that I don’t think I’ll ever be able to repay her for. Doesn’t mean I’m not going to try. I’ve already offered myself up as her gopher man for anything wedding related she needs me to do, as long as it doesn’t interfere with anything Bambi and Noah will need. She agreed wholeheartedly.

Today Bambi has decided that she needs to get out and move around. I think she’s trying to induce early labor. Her small frame completely overtaken now with her swollen stomach. She’s mentioned more than once how ready she is for him to be born already. I can’t blame her, I can’t wait to meet him either. If she wants to try to induce labor, I’m all for it. Especially since that has meant trying everything the books say, like sex.

With the weather so nice out we’ve decided to walk from our apartment above the bookstore down the street to the café on the corner.

“Oh my god, I feel like a beached whale.”

“Well, you look like a goddess.”

She gives me a glare out of the corner of her eye, but I know she doesn’t mean it and she knows I do mean it. I think she’s beautiful like this. Kind of already looking forward to making the next one.