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"It's so nice to finally meet you, Aaron. I'm glad you came to the same conclusion we have. You two belong together." Mary smiles at Aaron, who looks away, color rising on his neck.
Not only is he standing in front of his favorite artist of all time, but he is also being chastised by her.
"I am too. I can't imagine my life without her." Aaron looks at me adoringly.
"There is plenty of food and drink, so please help yourselves. Erica, that table over there, filled with gifts, is for you. Hope you have room in your car." Mary chuckles as she walks away to fill her cup.
"I can't believe she did all this for me, Aaron."
He takes my hand and leads me over to the banquet table. "I can. You're amazing and talented. You have a heart bigger than the world. Who wouldn't want to do something this nice for you? You deserve all this and more."
He hugs me tightly. The baby shower is fantastic. Who knew you needed all these things for such a tiny little human? We leave about half the gifts at the studio because our car is beyond full. Mary comes over to say goodbye.
"Erica, I can't thank you enough for all you have done to make this album happen. I loved collaborating with you. You are so talented. I've put your name in my circle, so expect some of them to contact you. I wish you every opportunity that life has to offer."
Mary and I hug for a long time while Aaron finishes putting things in the car.
"I love working with you, Mary. Please contact me again when you are ready to start another album. Thank you so much for this lovely shower. I don't think little Rose will need anything for quite a while."
I get in the passenger seat, and Aaron drives us home. The sexual tension is palpable, and I've been cleared to resume normal activities. While Aaron is getting ready for bed, I light some candles and put on some soft music. I put on the negligee I bought earlier in the day and looked in the mirror. I try to not think of myself as fat. Fat is a negative word and doesn't fit in this instance. My belly is round because I'm growing into a very special person. Put in context, it's beautiful.
Aaron comes out and looks around the room and then at me. When he sees me, I can almost touch his love. Aaron walks over to me and kneels down. He kisses my baby bump at first, and then I feel an urgency in him. My fingers are tangled in his hair. He has grabbed fistfuls of the satin material, bunching it up in his hands, and trails kisses further south of my bump. I inhale sharply as he grazes my clit, and my knees go weak. The warmth of his mouth on me does things to me I can't explain.
He picks me up and takes me to the bed, and continues making love to my pussy, sliding his tongue in and out, licking and suckling on my clit. By the sound of it, I'm soaking wet. I grind my pelvis on his chin, wanting more. He slides a finger inside me, and I moan in ecstasy. He drives it up and deep through the tight opening. I spread my legs to make myself even tighter.
I feel his other hand travel up to my breasts, and as he moves over me, I can feel his hardened rod rubbing my leg, moving closer with each movement to my opening. I feel myself turn my hips to help him find his way inside me, and when that first thrust happens, we cry out together.
He moves slowly and gently inside me, and I swear it's the sweetest kind of torture. I grab his ass and pull him in deeper, and he takes the hint. Neither of us can wait any longer, and he increases his thrusts, bringing us both over the edge. We cry out as we climax together. Once we catch our breath, Aaron becomes the big spoon and snuggles me against his chest. His dick is still hard as a rock, and I smile slyly as we fall asleep.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Aaron
Man,Ilovethiswoman. Waking up next to her, loving her, making love to her — everything about her amazes me. I think I've known this my whole life, and maybe that is why I never pursued her. I can now see that I thought she was too good for me and out of my league.
I slowly run my hand down her sleeping body, watching her chest rise and fall. My cock is hard as a rock against her back. I cup her belly. The baby is a morning person because I can feel her kick. She is active right now. I run my hand lower, feeling her heat against my palm. I let a finger slowly pet her. Erica stirs a little at this invasion. I move my finger inside her, surprised at her wetness. My dick jumps against her, and she opens her eyes.
"Good morning, lovely. How did you sleep?" I ask her this while I finger her, her slickness an enticement.
She yawns and stretches and gives me a sly smile as she grabs my hardness and begins stroking me into a fervor. "I slept very well, thank you."
I push her gently forward, the stroking making me want more. Erica wraps her arms around a pillow, her left leg, and hip at an angle. My finger is still stroking her, and I extend that wetness toward the back of her, making myself a slippery entrance from behind. I get up on my knees and, with my cock finding entry, slide inside her. Her moan spurs me on, and I thrust inside her deeper. I roll my hips and thrust as she raises herself to give me better access. I wrap a hand around her breast and play with her hardened nipple as she strokes herself. We cum in a matter of minutes.
We lay in bed for a while, enjoying just being together. The movers are coming to pack up, and we leave for Los Angeles after that. Her doctor cleared her for travel a few days ago.
I can't wait to get her settled in my house and see her things among my stuff. Once the baby is born, we will set a date for the wedding.
We are eating breakfast when the movers arrive. We tell them to leave the kitchen for last so we can clean up without being rushed.
"You ready for this?" I ask her, and she doesn't hesitate to say yes.
The movers pack and load the truck by the end of the day. We sign the paperwork and head to our hotel. We have an early flight out and order room service when we get there so we can relax.
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We meet the moving truck the day after we get into Los Angeles, and Erica's belongings are unloaded, unpacked, and put away in record time. We put our feet up and looked around. It's just as I imagined it. A throw blanket here, her books among my books there. It's such a nice feeling having her share our home.
We are lying in bed later, and she asks me if I remember prom.
