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He swipes his thumb one last time over my pussy, making me jerk and hiss, and sits back on his heels, grabbing the hem of his sweater and T-shirt, pulling both up.
Distracting me from the urgent need to come.
I prop myself on my elbows to watch as he drags the clothes off him, baring his muscular, inked chest and corded arms, ruffling his dark hair so that it falls in his eyes, soft like black silk.
By the time he unbuttons and unzips his jeans, pushing them down, toeing off his boots and socks and finally kneeling naked between my legs, my mouth is dry and my insides clenching again with want.
“No matter how much I like pushing up your dress,” he growls under his breath, closing his hand around his cock and stroking himself almost absently, his eyes heavy-lidded, “I want you naked.”
He’s so sexy like that, so hot—and the thought fizzles out as the pleasure rises to a roar, and desire jumps like flames in my blood, a wildfire burning low in my belly.
Tearing my gaze off his strong, big hand that’s working his hard-on, off the clenched muscles of his taut stomach and the thorny edges of his black ink curling around his ribs, I shrug off my cardigan and squirm until I can pull my dress off.
Half-way through my efforts, his hands join mine in peeling the dress off my body, and then trail over my shoulders, over my bra.
“Damn beautiful,” he whispers, and strokes my hard nipples through the lace, sending flares of fire straight to my core. “I want you on top of me, riding my dick, so I can put my hands on your tits.”
“Matt…” I swear, he can make me come just with his dirty talk. He reaches behind me to unclasp my bra, spilling my boobs, catching them in his hands, and his eyes dilate more.
“God, love your tits. It’s like… like they’re made to be touched, and licked, and sucked.”
I moan helplessly. His thumbs flick over my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my pussy, and then his hands slide down, to my rounded belly.
He hums, his hands gliding lower, and I think he’ll touch me where I’m burning, but he slides them back up, grabbing my arms and kissing me. He pushes me down on the mattress, his mouth moving over mine, the rasp of his tongue and the scratch of his beard a counterpoint to the softness of his lips.
Breaking the kiss, he grins down at me, then rolls beside me and lifts me over him, his biceps bulging, until I’m on top of him, my long hair falling like a curtain around us.
He shifts underneath me, his hard-on pressed between our bodies, a groan hissing between his teeth. His hands, still on my arms, shove me back slowly, until I’m straddling his thickly-muscled thighs, his cock lifting, rubbing between my legs.
And it’s my turn to hiss at the sparks of pleasure spearing through me at that simple act.
“Look at you,” he breathes, his gaze traveling over my body, dark and heated. His hands move up to my swollen breasts, then over the curve of my belly. “So fucking sexy, Jesus. More than ever.”
I shake my head, bite my lower lip. It’s so weird. I mean… it’s not like I’d never been bloated in my life, but… I have a belly, and I can’t suck it in.
That is weird.
But he likes it. Likes the fact he got me pregnant and is turned on by the way my body looks, if his massive hard-on is any indication. And God, it feels good when he touches me, stroking me, his hands returning to my breasts, toying with my aching nipples.
Soon I’m pulsing inside again, my pussy clenching on nothing, and I moan, needing him to fill me up, to make me come.
“Matt, please…” He’s tugging on my nipples, and it’s as if he’s touching me between my legs, each tug a throb, so intense it hurts.
“Tay, lift up, just…” He guides his cock into me as I rise on my knees and pushes into me, fanning the sparks into fire. His back arches up, eyes fluttering closed, his hands gripping my waist. “Fuck… you feel so good.”
Panting, bracing my hands on his hard chest, I shift, trying to accommodate his thick length inside me. It feels too big, too much, but it’s also perfect, getting better by the second. I roll my hips and it all turns to pleasure. Moaning, I bend forward, rising and falling, riding his cock, watching his face twist with desire, his mouth fall open on a gasp.
Then his hands lift to cup my breasts, kneading and squeezing, and it all shoots to my belly, the knot of need tightening, growing, until I’m coming apart, groaning his name out loud and not even caring if anyone can hear.
Chapter Nine
Matt
My body is taut with arousal, my cock rock-hard, my stomach muscles knotted, my legs shaking as I rock my hips up, thrusting into her, chasing after the pleasure. Wisps of it tease my senses. I cup her tits, feeling their sweet weight, rubbing her hard nipples, just the feel of them in my hands driving me insane with lust.
It’s hot, so damn hot that she’s carrying my baby, that her curves are so much more lush now, and her tits so much more sensitive. It turns me on like nobody’s business, makes me burn for her.
When her pussy clenches around my dick, ratcheting the pressure up, I just about lose it. Biting into my lip hard enough to draw blood, getting myself back under control, I slip my hands down her sides to grip her hips. I’ve been hard ever since she fell asleep on me on the sofa hours ago, and trying to jack off in the shower didn’t work out so well, since the hot water ran out and…
