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I wrap her legs around my body and then her arms around my neck. In a flurry of kisses, I carry her, and instead of to her bedroom, I carry her to the master bedroom where I've always hoped we could spend the night together holding each other. She says nothing and doesn't protest, so I take that as a good sign as I set her down gently onto the bed. I want her to feel the love with every move I make on hertonight.

I reach around her back sliding my hand up and down it and she shudders, and then I unhook her bra, unfurling her beautiful breasts. I begin to worship one with my tongue, setting off fireworks inside of myself.

I go for her shorts and panties next, making sure they quickly land in a pile on the floor. I stand back and take my own clothes off as I survey her beautiful body. I know there may come a time where she feels uncomfortable or unwanted because of the pregnancy. I don't want her to feel that way, and I'm going to make sure every night as long as I can, as long as it is safe for her, that I show her in exactly what way I want her. Because the only thing more beautiful than the woman I met in that club, is the woman that is before me, carrying my child.

I slide over her body, worshiping once again. I slurp her left breast into my mouth and tease her nipple with my teeth. She arches her back, and I hear a soft moan escape her lips. I feel my cock twitch in response to the sounds she is making. I don't care who you are, most men would agree, it’s the reaction of the woman that really makes the experience.

I slowly trace down the center of her body, finding her navel along the way. I don't stop there, and instead, I make it right down to her groin till I can smell her sweetness, feel her wetness, see that beautiful pink center that calls to me.

She looks down at me with those striking eyes of hers that see right through my soul, and if she sees herself reflected at her because I think that's the only redeeming part of my soul that there is. If I even make it into Heaven it'll be on her coat tails.

My tongue slides easily across the outside of her lips, and then I go ahead and dive in deep, giving her a taste of what she wants and myself a taste that I love to have even before dinner.

My tongue slides deep inside of her, her pussy greeting me with a sweet scent. I lick across it as she goes wild grabbing at the sheets and moaning my name.

I love the way she says my name when we are like this.

I lap her up as if this is a dying man's meal, and I wait until she is quivering at her climax before I climb back up her body. I deposit her own taste on her lips, and she begins to suck it off of me, my lip going into her mouth.

My cock is sliding up against her groin and her thigh, and I know she wants more. I plan on giving it to her shortly.

“I love you,” I tell her again because I can. Before it was so hard to say so hard to even realize that those were the words that I was feeling, but now I can't keep myself from saying it. I want to shout it from the fucking rooftop, so everybody knows that I am in love with Kolosov. That Natasha Kolosov is mine.

I spread her legs apart even more and slide inside of her nice and slow. I can tell from her face and the noises she makes that she's even more sensitive than usual. This is going to be fucking fun.

I show her my love with my body, thrusting into her slowly, teasingly, every single nerve inside of her pussy is on fire for me. And we begin to burn up the bedroom with our love. We make love, we fuck, we enjoy each other's bodies until she is too exhausted to go on, and we both pass out in each other's arms. So, this is what it's like to be in love. Why have I waited so long?

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