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“Jesus… you’re dripping.” He groans as he gets closer, pressing his nose against my clit and using his tongue to taste around my entrance. Dipping his tongue further and further inside of me. I arch up and cry out, feeling so ready for this. Anything. Everything.

“Please.”

He chuckles against me, I feel the vibrations traveling from his mouth into my pussy.

Making me twitch. “Let me make you come before I fuck you within an inch of your life… I’ve read so damn much over these past few weeks, pregnancy books, the changes going through your body…

then there was an article on sex during pregnancy that I read on the flight today and I can’t get it out of my fucking head. ”

What? My brain is mush. Oh my stars, what is even happening right now? Am I dreaming?

I moan as he sucks my clit into his mouth as his fingers push into me. He fingers me, his fingers rolling up into my sensitive nerves. I’m so tight, so swollen and wet. He’s humming against me, his teeth nipping my clit. I’m so damn sensitive, so ready for more.

I cry out when an orgasm hits me like a tidal wave, removing all other thoughts.

I sob as I climax all over his fingers, feeling myself pulse and tighten, clamping down on his soaked digits over and over. He continues to suck and nibble on my clit until I finally calm, able to see more than the stars that were lining my vision.

“Good god, woman. You taste fucking incredible. Look how much you came all over me. You’re so responsive, so sensitive.” He moans as he sucks his long fingers into his mouth as he stares intently at my pussy. “My turn.”

He spreads my legs further, pulling me to the edge of the bed and lining himself up as he stands.

He shakes his head, as if he’s waking himself up from a dream.

“I’ve been tested like three times since I kicked Alex out.

We can do this with or without a condom…

I understand if you still want to use one. Up to you.”

I shrug my shoulder, clearing my throat. “Up to you . It’s not like I can get pregnant again. I know that I’m clean.”

He shakes his head with a soft smile, his sweaty, long blonde hair falling into his eyes.

“Yeah… but this is your body that you’re sharing with two other humans.

I want you to feel safe. Plus, I really did have a vasectomy a few months ago, so no pregnancies from me, regardless.

” He winks at me as if it would make me feel better.

I wince and look away, arching up to get him in me already before I chicken out and cry.

He clicks his tongue at me and I look back into his eyes.

“Eyes on me, Marie. Use your words. Are you ready for me to fuck you? You want to come all over my cock with a condom on, or without. It’s going to feel amazing either way.”

I groan and nod my head, not able to see anything over my breasts or bulging belly. I want to see his cock, I want to watch as it slips inside of me. “Please.”

He cocks a brow at me and slides his hands up my legs, squeezing my calves. “Come on, baby. Please what?”

I glare at him and start to move my hand down to my soaked center. “Please, fuck me. Fuck me within an inch of my life like you promised.”

He chuckles and slams himself in. I cry out and my eyes slam shut.

My body shutters, I clamp down on him and he starts cursing under his breath.

“You… you’re so fucking tight. Fuck.” He groans as he slowly pulls out completely, before pushing back in, his body shaking with exertion.

Wrapping his hands around my hips, he presses his tongue between his lips as his sweat drips down his face.

He kisses me so slowly, then gasps as he breaks away. He leans back and watches as he slowly fucks me.

“Stop holding back,” I groan and try to wiggle my hips up for him to get closer. Deeper.

He sends me a dark look and huffs. “I don’t want to hurt you.” He shallowly shoves his cock in and out of me, still ever so slowly, still driving me wild. I throw my head back and just try to succumb to the sensations.

His thick cock stretches me, hits me in all the right places. The way he rolls his body is too erotic for me to not go insane. Eventually.

It’s like he’s dancing. Writhing against me to the music from our moans and groans. Our heavy breathing, his skin slapping against the back of my thighs.

In and out, the heat of his body feels so fucking amazing. I wrap my legs around his hips, pulling him closer to me, wanting to burrow him inside of my body. He grinds against my swollen clit and I am already so close.

I can’t believe this is happening, why is this happening? How?

“Hey.” He snaps me out of my overthinking bullshit with one look. “Stay with me.” His face shutters as he begins to slam into me, harder and faster, deeper. Finally. My mouth pops open in a silent scream and my whole body trembles and shakes, my clit tingling once again.

I clamp down on him, fluttering, feeling every vein and ridge of his cock driving in and out at a speed that’s turning my brain to absolute mush.

He moans deep in his throat, moving one hand down to my clit before pinching, pulling, rubbing it, and circling it with my essence that’s covering us both.

Everything goes white as I detonate around him, all I feel is him. I feel myself dripping all over him, all over me once again. I’ve never been so wet in my life.

He leans forward, curling his body around my belly, pressing his hands on either side of my stomach as he releases inside of me.

I feel each and every pulse. I feel his hot come coating me from the inside out. Jesus.

I close my eyes and breathe out a shaky breath, so close to passing out. I feel him maneuvering my body onto my side, feeling him place pillows under my belly and hip, in between my legs after he cleans me up with a warm, wet cloth.

Did I pass out already? Why is he taking care of me?

Can he get any more perfect?

I smile softly as I drift off to sleep.

“Hey.” Someone shakes my shoulder. I groan and try to swat the person away and I hear a deep chuckle. “Come on, the guys will be here soon and the girls are home. They’re doing homework in their rooms. Up and at ‘em.”

I roll my eyes under my lids and start to stretch out my arms and legs. I groan. I'm so sore in all the best ways. I knew it wasn’t the alcohol that made the sex so good.

“What time is it?” I croak and clear my throat.

“Almost five. You must be starving. Come on, mama.” My heart begins to pound harder and faster.

He helps me sit up and leads me to the shower.

I’m still naked, completely bared to him in the light that’s filtering in through the windows in the bathroom.

He bites down on his bottom lip, his eyes darkening as his pupils dilate as he stares at me.

I’m fucked.