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His lips meet mine in a scintillating kiss, and I lose myself in the moment as I let my fingers explore the soft skin of his back. I can feel the rock-hard muscle beneath and know it’s from years of hard work. He doesn’t have a doctor’s lean body. He’s all blue-collar and manual labor, and I fucking love how sexy and strong he is. But that doesn’t stop him from pretending.
Leaning back onto his knees, Gabriel stares down at my naked body, his cock twitching with arousal as he takes me in. Then his hands gently wrap around my belly, his fingers spreading wide as if he’s holding a basketball.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he groans as warmth seeps from his palms into my exposed flesh.
Goosebumps rise in their wake as he slowly slides his hands up my waist to cup my swelling breasts. Grazing the calloused pads of his thumbs across my nipples, Gabriel sucks in a breath, and I let my head tilt back, releasing a moan as the caress makes them hard with excitement.
Next, his hands travel back down my body, over my baby bump, and over my hips to my thighs. When he reaches my knees, he spreads them wide, propping them up, almost in imitation of my position if I were on an exam table with my feet in the stirrups.
A dangerous smile spreads across his face as Gabriel stares down at my exposed pussy, and he licks his lips. “This is looking very good so far,” he purrs. “You’re in great health, I would say.”
I giggle at his terrible attempt at role play.
Then his fingers stroke my slit, parting my lips as they make a path from my pussy to my clit. I gasp at the burst of arousal that makes my pussy clench.
“Miss Romero, I do believe your fucking dripping,” he rumbles. “Is my exam turning you on?”
“Yes!”I groan, fully appreciating the sensation of his rough fingers circling my clit and pressing inside my wet core.
Sliding his fingers back out of me, Gabriel brings them to his nose to breathe in my scent. “Mmm,” he growls before licking my juices from the tip.
“Fucking Christ, that’s hot.”
Gabriel chuckles darkly. “I think that’s going to need further examination, but first, there’s one more area I need to check.”
My heart flutters as Gabriel’s coated fingers move to my ass, and he starts to tease my tightly puckered hole. Since finding out I’m pregnant, the rough sex and anal fucking has come to a screeching halt. The unexpected, arousing sensation makes my lips part in silent appreciation. Gabriel slowly eases one finger inside me, using my own juices as lube.
“Fffuck,” I hiss as my tight hole takes him in.
Aligning his cockhead with my pussy, Gabriel gently presses inside me, even as he continues to finger my ass, and I gasp at the overwhelmingly incredible sensation.
“You feel so fucking good,” he groans, dropping all pretense as he fills me up, stretching me to accommodate his thick girth.
Gasping with each shift he makes, I rock my hips in time with his slow, steady thrusts, determined to squeeze every drop of excruciating pleasure from this moment, our last night in Blackmoor. Gabriel seems intent on the same thing as his pace increases, his finger in my ass alternating with the way his cock moves inside me. With his free hand, he starts to play with my clit, intent on arousing me in every possible way.
Beyond desperate for release, I lift my hips up off the mattress as I wrap my hands around Gabriel’s hips, pulling him into me with greater force as I crave the feel of his cock filling me all the way up.
“Fuck, Winter,” Gabriel groans, and my pussy clenches at the raw sound of his voice.
Pinching my clit between his finger and thumb, Gabriel fingers my ass more urgently now, and I hit my peak all at once. Crying out with the intensity of my release, I tip my head back and arch up off the bed as my walls grip Gabriel’s cock in a powerful orgasm. Two thrusts later, Gabriel’s hot cum bursts inside me, filling my pussy until it’s dripping out around him and sliding down the crack of my ass.
Gasping, I collapse back onto the bed, and slowly, Gabriel slides out of my pussy and ass. Breathing heavily, Gabriel rolls onto the bed beside me, his arm up around his head in a state of relaxation.
“That was a proper send off for this old room,” he says when we’ve finally caught our breath.
I chuckle, rolling onto my side so I can rest my head on his chest. “Leaving in style,” I agree.
* * *
I’mgrateful Gabriel insisted on one last pancake breakfast from Debbie as we bump and rumble down the twisting roads on our way to Whitfield. We’ve been on the road for hours at this point, and I want to hold off on breaking out the snacks as long as possible since we still have several hours to go.
With my head against the window and my feet curled beneath me as Gabriel drives the truck, I scroll through the images of our new house on my phone. It’s nice to be connected to the electronic world once more, and now that I won’t be hiding away at the Blackmoor clubhouse any longer, we both agree that I’ll need a phone so I can reach Gabe whenever I need.
I’m excited to see our new place, free of the older owner’s furniture, ready for us to move in. We don’t have much, just the boxes containing our clothes and the few possessions and gifts we received at the engagement party. We’ll even be sleeping on an air mattress until we have time to order a new bed. But I like the thought of starting fresh and filling the house with things we chose—when we can afford it.
The tiny cottage we settled on isn’t anything fancy. It’s right on the outskirts of town, amidst a neighborhood of similar little ranch-style houses. But I love the little front porch with white rails and a porch swing. I could see us sitting out front and enjoying the evening air in the summer. And it makes the front of the tiny dark-blue home look warm and welcoming.
With three bedrooms, a kitchen, a living room, a dining area, and a laundry, the square footage is nothing to brag about, but it’s a new beginning, and it’s all ours.
