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Damon

As I kiss her lips and caress her smooth, creamy skin, I know that our love is real. I’m high off it, unable to contain my feelings a second longer now that all is revealed. I have nothing to hide, and it’s only going to get better.

I caress the back of her head adoringly, savoring every second I hold her to me. Our tongues explore each other’s mouths to their fullest extent. She tastes so sweet, her flavor even sweeter on the tongue now that I know it isn’t fleeting. Despite knowing that I’ll never lose her again, it doesn’t keep me from holding her close.

We can’t keep our hands or mouths off each other. Somehow, we end up going from the couch to the bed—I barely notice, I’m so caught up—and before I know it, we’re stripping off each other’s clothes.

I look at her naked body, seeing her differently. It’s not just the way the moonlight hits her or the fact that she told me she was falling in love with me. It’s knowing that she is actually carrying our child… I’m overwhelmed. I stare down at her belly, trying to picture the creation that’s cooking in her oven.

I slowly reach my hands down to her belly. “May I…?”

She nods. I touch her stomach—her baby bump—rubbing my fingers delicately across her flesh. I’m not sure what I’m expecting to feel—the baby’s heartbeat or maybe even a kick—but what I do feel is simply indescribable.

“I can’t believe my baby’s in there,” I mutter.

“Believe it,” says Noelle. “You’re going to be a daddy.”

“If you want a daddy tonight, baby, all you have to do is ask.”

I kiss her all over her body—I’m careful to avoid her wet pussy, for now, which drives her crazy—ravishing her, while also being as careful as possible.

“You don’t have to be too gentle,” she says suggestively. “Don’t be afraid to give it to me hard.”

I kiss along her thighs, slowly making my way to her juicy center. She is soaked, glistening and inviting. I lick around the edges, trying a sample of her delectable filling. She flails, trying to reach my head to ensure I stay right where I am. She’s enjoying herself too much to put in too much of her strength.

“Let me take care of you,” I say into her lap.

I don’t want her working too hard anyway. Plus, I enjoy being in control. I want her to know, beyond any doubt, that I am her man. I am going to feast on her pussy until we’re both entirely satisfied. I would have been fine if she just wanted me to stay down there. I’m growing so hard for her.

My hands travel up her body while I eat. She moans, muttering my name quietly the more turned on she becomes. I massage her breasts, rubbing her nice, soft nipples in my fingers until they become nice and hard for me to pinch.

“Careful…” Noelle whispers.

It doesn’t occur to me, at first, why I should be extra careful with her breasts. Then, it hits me: these breasts aren’t just for me anymore. I would have to share them with our little one someday soon.

I lick and suck on her nipples just enough—just to see what I can do—somewhat curious for what her milk tastes like. The feeling of her nipples in my mouth, combined with her long moans and constant dry humping, is enough to finally drive me crazy, as well.

I get on top of her, angling myself for entry. She grabs hold of my throbbing dick and guides it slowly, but deeply, into her wet cunt. She feelssotight… I ride her with force, thrusting at a variety of speeds to drive her wild.

“I adore you,” I say into her ear as I continue to ravish her.

“What did I ever do to deserve a man like you?” Noelle says in ecstasy.

“It takes a real woman to bring out a real man. You’re unlike anyone I’ve ever been with. I’m so addicted to you.”

The passion is so intense, it’s hard to discern when one orgasm begins and ends. I want it to last as long as possible, yet she’s more wet and tight than ever. The buildup is fierce, and my load is charging greatly. I want to give it to her, but I don’t want to have to wait a second to recharge and reinsert. She is too fucking hot for her own good.

I fuck her in multiple positions—I get her on all fours so that I can fuck her nice and hard from behind. My hands move all around, pulling her hair, smacking her nice firm ass, tenderly playing with her tits, caressing her baby bump… I actually get her to squirt by firmly pressing my thumb into her clit as I drill into her from behind. She exclaims, unaware of the power that comes from just my simple touch.

“Fuck, that felt so fuckinggood,” she moans, laughing as she collapses on the bed. “You’re incredible, Damon…”

But I’m not done. Her eyes widen further, and she bites her lip nervously, curious as to what else I have in store for her. I grab on to her ankles and pull her down to the edge of the bed. She opens up wider, aware of her incoming visitor. My shaft is still moist with her juices, and my balls surge like a volcano, itching to burst.

I was good until she begins to touch herself. Ilovewatching her play with her own breasts, the way she has to rub her clit furiously because no amount of pleasure is enough.

She cums so many times that I lose count. When the volcano does finally erupt, it brings forth a considerable amount of magma, my thick cum filling her crevice.