That was an automatic given. Months later, and I was still in disbelief that this family had chosen me. They were taking care of their unborn child, but they had no idea they were blessing Rhema and me too. My daughter was experiencing things I would never have been able to provide for her if I hadn’t decided to go down this path.
“Amara, can my daughter be with me?” There was no way I wouldn’t have my baby with me during this entire journey.
Amara cleared her throat. “I don’t think that should be a problem, but I’ll have to reach out to my clients to get their permission first.”
“No disrespect to you or anyone else, but if they say ‘no,’ you can tell them my answer to meeting them is ‘no,’ too. Then we’ll just stick to the original plan.”
“Very much understood, Ember. I’ll talk to them and get back to you.”
“Sounds good. Enjoy the rest of your evening.”
“You as well.”
She hung up as I leaned against the kitchen island. My first thought was to call Cassie, but I would update her later. Part of me wanted Cassie to come, too, but with an NDA being mentioned, it was obvious they wouldn’t let me bring any additional adults with me. I knew Cassie wouldn’t expose their business, but they wouldn’t know that.
I needed an escape, something that would settle my nerves. There was one thing that came to mind, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that washed over me.
Rhema was at a winter session class she begged to attend, so I had the place all to myself. Slowly, I removed my lounge pants, my underwear, and the sweater I wore. I strolled past a large mirror in the living room, amazed by how a woman’s body changes and adjusts to carry tiny human beings.
This wasn’t my first pregnancy, but it still fascinated me.
When I was pregnant with Rhema, I was in survival mode. I was alone and too young to appreciate the beautiful side of pregnancy. Crazy that it took me carrying another couple’s baby to see the beauty of it.
I finally made it to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and waited a few seconds for the water to warm up to my liking. Forsome reason, I was extra horny and yearning for a man’s touch. It had been months since I’d been penetrated or licked.
I needed an orgasm.
I needed some type of release.
I needed to break free from any past tension and hurt that was still buried inside me, even if it was only temporary.
I stepped into the tub and stood right under the showerhead. Closing my eyes, I let the water run down on me, drenching my hair in the process. I shivered from the slight breeze that blew in from the small bathroom window. My eyelids fluttered open, and I looked down at my breasts, taking in the view of my swollen nipples that were surrounded by my dark chocolate areolas, which seemed to spread and darken with this pregnancy.
Without hesitation, I gently pinched my nipples, causing an intense sensation to travel down to my pussy.
I glided my hand over my protruding belly and moved lower to my tamed bush, courtesy of the wax lady I found in the area. My fingers slid across the fine hairs until I found myself spreading my lips apart, exposing my thick, throbbing bean. The instant satisfaction caused my head to fall back as my lips parted.
The pleasure felt foreign because it had been so long. But the feeling was exhilarating. I wouldn’t… I couldn’t stop rubbing until cum was gushing out of me.
My balance wasn’t the best since my belly had gotten bigger, so I sat down on the built-in shower seat, impatiently ready to finish what I started. I couldn’t see below my belly, but that didn’t restrict the immense pleasure I felt between my legs.
With one leg on the edge of the seat and the other one keeping my balance stable, my fingers found their rhythm on my clit.
The massaging and tugging on my pearl sent ripples of gratification through my body.
“Fuck,” I moaned, unable to stay quiet.
“Ooo, shit…” I bit my bottom lip feverishly.
I imagined myself getting ate up and my pussy getting beat up. Until then, self-pleasure would do. With my legs spread wider, I rubbed my clit faster in a circular motion. The pressure I put on the thousands of nerve fibers that were packed in such a small package had me feeling like I was in another universe.
“Shittt…” I cried as warm tears ran down my cheeks.
The orgasmic explosion almost took me out.
I panted, waiting for my heart rate to go back to normal.
Then, out of nowhere, an overwhelming feeling came over me. My eyes welled with tears. In a matter of seconds, I felt myself on the verge of becoming an emotional wreck.
