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“You’re trying to test me, aren’t you, dirty girl? Trying to see how much I’ll let you get away with before I punish you for making me angry.”
The hand that had groped my breast on the outside of his oversized T-shirt—about the only sleep clothes I can comfortably fit in right now—shifts, sliding up to my collar of the shirt. His fingers trace up my neck, tantalizing me with the threat of violence. But he wouldn’t do it. I know that. Maybe once if he were really angry, but now, he only plays rough because he knows I like it—and that turns him on.
A shuddering breath escapes my lips as his fingers reach my jawline, pressing my face upward and turning it so he can capture my mouth in a fiery kiss. And as he ravages my lips, his hand plunges beneath the neckline of my shirt, his hand finding my breast once more. They’ve swollen into something far more impressive in preparation for the baby, and now they’re so large that his broad, strong hand and long fingers can barely hold the whole thing.
He massages my breast momentarily before his fingers close around my nipple, giving it a wicked pinch. I cry out as an explosion of pain and pleasure bursts through me, sending electric pleasure straight down to my clit.
Satisfied by my vocal response, Gabe softens his grip on the hard nub, rolling it lightly between his fingers as his other hand begins to explore lower. Finding the hem of the T-shirt, he slowly starts to lift it, bringing it up over my belly, then exposing my breasts.
“Raise your arms,” he commands, and despite my desire to provoke him, I do as he says without question.
I need to feel his hands on my body with a burning desire. The way he worships and punishes me all at once is the most erotically sensual thing. Tossing my shirt to the floor, Gabriel stands back. I can feel his gaze lingering upon me and sense his heavy arousal in the air.
“Now turn around. Show me your perfect body.”
Only Gabe knows how to make me feel sexy when I’m nine months pregnant and about to pop. I know I don’t look sexy, all swollen and unable to even shave myself. But he never fails to look at me with eyes so full of lust, I can’t help but believe his words.
Coyly, I look over my shoulder, biting my lip. Then I turn. Slowly, letting him see me from every angle.
Air hisses between his teeth, and then he’s upon me, his lips capturing mine once more as he cradles my head in his hand, his fingers tangling in my hair. His free hand explores my back, waist, hips, and round, firm ass.
I’m breathing heavily by the time he breaks our kiss, and his hand gives my hair a gentle tug, forcing my chin up so he can kiss my neck. His lips hover there, breathing warmth onto my skin, grazing against my flesh until goose bumps ripple across my chest.
Then he moves lower, his hands moving to grope my considerable breasts as his tongue traces down my cleavage and then back again. I moan, unable to contain myself. He gives each nipple affection, biting the nubs before rolling them with his tongue.
He moves down to my belly, the outy of my belly button seeming to entice him as his hands shift lower to linger on either side of my prominent stomach. His lips caress my skin in such a tender way it makes my heart squeeze.
“I hope you’re sleeping, little girl. Because what Mommy and I are about to do is not appropriate for your young ears.”
How could he possibly make talking to our baby sound so sexy?Even as my heartstrings tug at the way he murmurs to our little girl, my pussy moistens, knowing he plans to do something inappropriate to me.
His ice-blue eyes flick up to mine, and he smiles wickedly before his fingers trace up the inside of my thigh, and then he’s stroking me. I gasp as my knees go weak, almost buckling on me, but Gabriel’s strong hand on my hip keeps me standing.
“There’s my dirty girl,” he purrs, fingering me gently. “Ready to have me inside her at a moment’s notice.” Slowly, he rises, even as his fingers continue to move inside me, sliding in and out as he rubs my clit with his thumb. “You ready for your punishment? For talking back to me?”
“Yes,” I whisper against his lips, my hands sliding up his chest to wrap around the back of his neck for stability.
He guides me back toward the bed, his eyes never leaving mine as he keeps his fingers inside me the whole time. The brush of his calloused thumb against my clit has me throbbing with impatience, begging for release. Somehow, the way he watches me rather than kissing me excites me further, like he’s looking to see how turned on I’ll get from having his fingers inside me as I move. The answer is a lot. I’m so fucking turned on by the time my knees hit the bed, I would do anything he tells me just to feel his cock inside me.
“Turn around,” he commands, and his hand releases my pussy.
I obey, turning to face the bed. I hear him stripping down as I crawl slowly onto the bed, exposing my ass and making my hips sway as I go. The savage growl from behind me tells me he’s watching my every move. The bed shifts as he joins me on it, and then his strong hands are gripping my hips, stopping me from moving farther away.
I feel his cockhead pressing between my folds, sliding silkily toward my entrance as his precum mingles with my juices. This is how we’ve had to fuck for the last month or so. My belly’s gotten so big that sex isn’t comfortable for me in any other position. Still, despite any reservations Gabe’s had, I’ve cleared it with the doctor. I’m determined to continue having sex with him for as long as I’m allowed. I need to feel Gabe inside me as much as I need air in my lungs. Without it, I feel as though I’m starving, half-mad with a scorching thirst.
He eases into me, stretching my pussy slowly as a ripple of excitement sets my skin alight. I moan, looking over my shoulder at him to show him how much I like it. I can see my own lust burning in his eyes, and his hungry gaze melts my soul into a puddle.
His fingers grip my hips hard, reminding me it requires all his self-restraint not to fuck me so hard I scream. Instead, he rocks in and out of me slowly, allowing me to feel every inch of his incredible length. But with each forward motion, as he gets within an inch of filling me, he shoves forward so his balls slap against my pussy. It’s the perfect balance of rough and tender, stoking my arousal but not hard enough that it could possibly hurt the baby or me.
“You’re sofuckingsexy,” he groans as he thrusts inside me.
I whimper, feeling my orgasm rapidly closing in. He’s not even playing with my clit, and I’m so turned on I don’t think I’ll be able to stop the release barreling toward me.
“You want to come, dirty girl?” he growls.
“Yes, yes, please,” I whimper, arching my back to give him deeper access to my pussy.
He brings his open palm down on my ass, not hard enough to make me jerk, but enough to make my skin sting. The sensation sends a jolt of pleasure to my clit.
