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The maître ‘d bows.
“No need to apologize, madame. We can see that you’re in a delicate condition, so please, don’t worry about anything at all. Charles can handle the clean-up. Now, may I show you to your table?”
“She’s with me,” I interrupt in a low voice. “Hello Christine. It’s nice to see you.”
The pregnant woman’s gaze shoots up to mine and my heart jumps when we make eye contact. My date is absolutely gorgeous with thick, curly brunette tresses and big brown eyes. Her lips are kissably soft, and best of all, Christine’s hugely pregnant. She’s probably only a month or two from delivery, and my eyes caress her expectant shape, including her soft breasts, the round mound of her belly, and the thickness of her thighs beneath the hem of her skirt. She’s even wearing heels, although it must be difficult to balance seeing that she must be in her third trimester.
“Ah, thank you, sir,” the maître ‘d bows. “Your wife and a member of our staff collided, but it’s no trouble. We have everything under control.”
I nod and turn to the waiter with a tip in hand.
“Apologies,” I tell him, handing him the money. “Thank you for your help.” Then I take Christine’s elbow and guide her to the back of the room. “Come on, baby. We’re at a banquette in the back.”
Christine looks at me with wide eyes, but she nods and allows me to escort her to the rear of the bar, where a few tables are placed. It’s a luxurious, semi-private space set apart from the rest of the venue by a smattering of palm fronds, and I pull a chair out for her.
“Thank you,” she murmurs, still looking down. “I’ve become such a klutz these days.”
Then she wipes under her eyes and takes a deep breath, composing herself. Christine’s gorgeous as her bosom rises, the swell of her breasts creamy and full. My dick grows hard immediately, and I shift uncomfortably in my seat. Fuck, this woman’s perfect. The beautiful brunette’s exactly what I like in bed, and this evening promises to be one of incredible pleasure. Yet I can’t jump the gun because like any woman, she needs to be wined and dined. As a result, I lean forward, ready for our date to begin.
5
Damon
The gorgeous woman bites her lip nervously, which is appealing in its own way, to be honest. I understand how any woman, even a professional, could get a case of the nerves. Yet, I want Christine to feel comfortable and appreciated, so I do my best to put her at ease.
“Tell me,” I invite, “how far along are you?”
She looks down at her belly, and a small smile crosses her pretty features as her hand skims over her bulging belly in a light caress.
“I’m in my third trimester already. It feels like it’s flying by so fast, and there are only ten weeks left until my due date.”
She lovingly strokes her belly then, and even through the velvet material of her dress, I can see her stomach ripple as the baby stirs.
“Is the baby kicking now?” I ask in a low voice. Shit, the sheer possessiveness surging through my veins is frightening, and I lean forward, my fingers itching to caress her bulge.
She nods and bites her lip, looking down.
“Yes. He’s very active, and even more so in the last week. Especially in the evenings. I think he knows when it’s dinner time and he’s more than happy to remind me to eat for him.”
I grin.
“Then he’s a smart boy who has his priorities straight. But what about you honey? How are you feeling? I think it’s amazing that women are capable of bearing children. You’re gestating a little human, and it’s a remarkable accomplishment.”
She smiles and nods.
“It is amazing,” Christine breathes as her belly ripples again. “I feel lucky every day.” Then, she holds one hand out.
“Would you like to feel him kick?”
My dick jumps in my slacks and that insane sense of possession fills my chest again. Fuck, this is so intimate and yet I love it. We’ve barely even begun our date and I’m already aching for her.
“I’d like that very much,” I rumble in a low voice.
With another smile, Christine takes my hand and places it on her stomach, holding her hand over mine. A moment goes by, but then I feel it. There’s the very clear sensation of a small foot kicking out from the inside, and it’s utterly electrifying. This is truly one of the most incredible things I’ve experienced in my life, and God, I just want more.
My eyes shoot up to meet Christine’s chocolate gaze, and she smiles gently.
“Remarkable, isn’t it?” she whispers. “A baby is truly a blessing.”
