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She smiles. “Where are we going?”
“In the water,” I say.
Ollie loves the water, and every time she steps into the ocean she lights up like a Christmas tree. Plus, I know that floating makes her feel better for a bit, carrying the baby. But to my surprise, she shakes her head with a coy smile. “Not right now.”
“Oh?”
“I think I’d like a nap.”
I struggle to keep the smirk off my face as I help her gather her things off the sand. “A nap, you say?” I carry everything for her as I follow her into the house. She’s carrying more than enough—she’s carrying our baby girl. Holding the door open for her, I make sure she gets up the stairs and into the house without trouble.
She sighs and steps in the kitchen. “A nap.” She grabs an apple and takes a bite.
“You know that a nap takes place in a bed?”
She snorts. “Yeah, usually.”
Reaching out, I grab her ass and pull her close. “There are other things that we can do in a bed.”
Ollie sighs, and sets down her book on the counter. I know that the sigh doesn’t have to do with me suggesting sex. It’s that she doesn’t feel sexy, and isn’t convinced that I still want her that way. I’ve been doing my best to prove her wrong. I walk with her to the bedroom, never not touching her. I catch her before she lies down, holding her to me and cradling her belly with my hands. “Ollie, let me love you.”
“Only if you really want to.”
“Can you feel how much I want to?” I’m hard as a rock, and I push my hips forward to make sure she feels it.
I peek around to see what she’s thinking, and she’s blushing. I help her onto the bed, and before she can make another excuse, I put myself over her. “Olivia, look at me.”
She does, even though I can tell she’s embarrassed. She embarrasses easily, and sometimes it’s cute. Sometimes it turns her on. And sometimes it traps her in her own head until she can’t think. This is one of those times. “You’re the sexiest woman I know.”
I untie the straps of her bikini and reveal her breasts. I kiss one and then the other, but I don’t play with them. Not now. That’s not what she needs. Instead I lay behind her, removing her bikini bottom. “You’re sexy all the time,” I whisper in her ear, “Especially when you’re carrying my baby.”
I kick my shorts off and fit my body against hers so that we’re touching everywhere. I lift one of her legs over mine and thrust into her in one go, making her gasp. She’s wet, and I grin against her neck. “I knew you were in the mood.”
“I’m always in the mood for you,” she breathes.
Her pussy is hot and slick and god she feels good. She always feels good, and I can never get enough. I’d spend every second of my life in bed with this woman if I could. It feels even better since we haven’t had sex in a while. “Ollie, wife, feel free to take advantage of me at any time.”
I can see her blush, but I thrust deeper and her head falls back in a silent cry. Good. Reaching around, I tease her clit, running my fingers across the slickness of her skin and teasing the circles I know that drive her crazy. “Or,” I say, “if that makes you feel weird, I’ll make you a deal.”
“What deal?” Her voice is mostly moan, and I realize just how much she wanted this. She’s close already.
“Three orgasms a day until the baby comes,” I say, “though I reserve the right to give you more. That way you don’t have to ask, and I get the distinct pleasure of seeing you come often.”
I drive into her harder, and she moans, her pussy crushing down on my cock like a vice. She comes, panting little breaths, and reaching back to grab at me, pull me closer. I let her, but I don’t stop fucking her. “That was one.”
I let my hand slide across her clit again, stroking up and down and around, up and down and around, she sinks into me, her orgasm passing and I graze my teeth on her shoulder. She tenses suddenly, “Oh god, fuck, Adam,” She comes again, and this time I feel the gush of wetness from her, and she moans as I speed up my fingers and their pattern. “That was two,” I say, gripping her hips and letting myself go. The more we’ve played, the more I’ve discovered that Ollie likes to be fucked hard. She’s never asked me to pull back or slow down. I drive myself into her, deep as I can, the sound of me slamming into her loud and mixing with the way she’s saying my name.
God I’m close. I close my eyes and listen to her, the way her voice makes my name sound like the most erotic word on earth sends me over, and I yell out my orgasm. I spill myself deep inside her pussy, warmth surrounding my cock as I feel the waves crash through me. Ollie is still shaking, she never really stopped coming after the second orgasm, and now we’re lying, panting together.
“That was only two,” she says, turning over slowly to look at me.
I pull her close and kiss her. “I never said I would give you them all at the same time. Gives us both something to look forward to.”
She giggles, face still flushed with pleasure, and I swear to god that I’m the luckiest man alive. “I think I’m going to like this deal.”
“Me too.” I kiss her again, soft and slow, and I love the way her body relaxes, all the tension leaving as I press her back into the pillows. “Have a good nap, wife. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
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