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I knew I was dressed for him, my pussy clenching around emptiness, the anticipation of him filling me leaving me breathless.
I peeled the shirt off of his broad shoulders, stroked my fingers down his arms, and let them settle at his belt buckle.
I locked eyes with him as I pulled it open, but then looked down as I opened his pants and pushed them and his underwear down.
He was ready for me, his long, thick shaft standing at attention, glistening with evidence of his own desire.
I grazed my fingertips across his slit, and he shouted, pushed my hand away.
He stepped out of his clothes, then approached me.
I was wearing a dress, something simple, comfortable, but I hoped still attractive.
I saw heat when I looked into his eyes, and then smiled when his cock jumped.
He reached under my dress, then stroked his hands up my thighs before tucking his thumbs in my underwear and pulling them down.
At the brush of air against my now-bare sex, it was my turn to tremble.
I did, then sucked in a deep hiss when he cupped me with his palm, the hard heel of his hand putting delicious pressure on my clit, but not nearly as much as I wanted.
He stroked two fingers between my lips, testing my wetness. Wetness that only intensified with his satisfied smile.
He pulled his hand away, then brushed those same fingers against my lips.
Kissed me before I had a chance to react, and at the same time, peeled off my dress and bra.
He broke the kiss and stared at me, and I felt a moment, more than a moment, of trepidation.
My pregnancy had been relatively easy, and I hadn’t changed that much, but I’d changed some.
Never a raving beauty to begin with, I knew that there were marks, softness where there had been firmness before.
And if he noticed, he didn’t seem to care.
He kissed me deeply, and I realized then that he had noticed, could tell from his touch that he didn’t care.
And just that quickly, any insecurity I might have felt fled. He had said as much, but I somehow knew that the connection between us was more than physical, knew that he loved me no matter what.
He entwined his fingers with mine, and I followed him as he led me to the bed.
I lay, and he wasted no time joining me, his hard body on top of mine taking my breath away.
“I want to take this slow,” he whispered.
“I don’t,” I said.
He smiled, then thrust gently, his cock brushing against my opening.
I spread my legs even wider, begging him without words for what we both so desperately needed.
He entered me slowly, very slowly, and I lay there, the emotion, physical and mental, threatening to overwhelm me.
And as he thrust inside of me, took me to heights that only he could, I said a prayer of thanks for this family I had never expected, and the man I knew I would love forever.
