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“Yep.”
Inside the bedroom, I let her down gently on the bed before yanking my shirt over my head. Tria’s eyes darkened as she watched me unbutton my jeans.
“You like a little show, don’t cha?”
“Hmm…maybe,” she replied with a noncommittal shrug.
I undid the last of the buttons, and then pushed my jeans down just a bit—not enough to show more than my hips, but enou
gh to give her a little glimpse of what was down there. Then I leaned back against the wall next to the bed and ran my hand inside my jeans over my cock.
Tria raised an eyebrow.
“Just tell me you want it, baby,” I said, “and it’s all yours.”
“You dragged me in here.”
“Dragged?” I repeated. “Well, if you don’t want it, I guess I’ll just take care of this myself.”
I slid my hand deeper into the front of my jeans and shoved my boxers down enough to take out my cock. I stroked it while Tria pretended not to look. Her tongue darted out over her lips, which made me grin down at her.
“Tell me how much you want it,” I whispered. “You know you can’t resist.”
Tria sighed dramatically.
“I want your cock,” she said, completely deadpan. Then she burst out laughing.
“Get your clothes off!” I yelled as I moved forward and grabbed at the edge of her shirt. She laughed but didn’t resist as I quickly stripped her of her clothes and climbed into bed beside her. I ran my hands over her protruding belly for a moment before I leaned in and pressed my lips against the bulge.
“Beautiful,” I said softly.
Tria rolled to her side, and I moved up behind her. Sex with me on top had become pretty much impossible, and she wasn’t comfortable on her hands and knees lately, so we had recently moved to lying on our sides with me fucking her from behind.
Sex with pregnant Tria was…different.
It was different, but not bad at all, not in the least, but everything about it was a far cry from how it had been when I would pick her up and slam her into the wall a few times before tossing her over the edge of the couch and listening to her scream my name and scare the neighbors. It wasn’t fast and furious, and it wasn’t the least bit rough. Though neither of us said anything about it, we both naturally moved into a slower, softer approach.
I slipped into her, pushing gently with my hips as my hand slowly and softly cupped first one breast, and then the other. Her nipples were super-sensitive, and she sucked in air as soon as I came into contact with them. I shifted my hips forward until I was completely buried in her, slowly slid back out, and then back in again.
Inside of her felt softer as well. What had once felt like being gripped by a silk glove now felt like a warm, deep pile of silk instead. It was like everything inside of her was getting ready to give our baby a more comfortable journey to the outside, which was exactly what was happening. Again, not better or worse, just not the same.
In fact, it felt fucking fantastic.
Emphasis on fucking.
Tria moved back against me as much as she could, but it was getting more difficult for her. The doctor told us we could have sex pretty much right up until it was time to give birth, and that it was actually a good idea. Good idea or not, I was just trying to get all caught up before the baby came so I could survive six weeks without being inside of my wife.
She felt so good.
I reached around her stomach and my fingers found their way down to her clit. I circled slowly—matching the rhythm of my thrusts into her. Tria moaned and tried to hold her leg up and out of the way so I could reach better, but she wasn’t having a lot of luck, so I reached under her thigh and brought her leg up for her.
“Touch yourself,” I told her. “I want to feel you come all over me.”
Tria moaned something incomprehensible but didn’t move.
“Touch yourself!” I commanded a little louder. “You need to scream my name!”
She moved her hand down, and I leaned up a little so I could watch her fingers.
