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I stepped back and tucked my dick back into my pants. "I promise as soon as we get inside, you can use my body however you want."
She glared at me before turning and marching toward the elevator. She stopped when I didn't immediately follow her. "I'd like you to fuck me this century." She folded her arms across her chest and narrowed her eyes again.
My cock twitched, and I locked the car, jogging across the parking garage and draping my arm across her shoulders. I leaned down and brushed my lips against the shell of her ear. "You want my cock inside of you?"
She shivered and melted against my body. My girl liked it when I talked dirty.
She nodded.
"When we get upstairs, I'm going to fuck you up against the door. Then, once you've come for me once or twice to take the edge off, I'm going to lay you down in the bed and lick every inch of your sweet skin before I bury myself inside you again."
She whimpered, and I gripped her tighter, pulling her closer into my body, my fingertips brushing the swell of her tit. We stepped into the elevator, and I had to stop looking at her. I knew if we made eye contact, I would be done. I wouldn't be able to keep from fucking her right here in this elevator.
Fuck, this girl was going to kill me, but it'd be an incredible way to go.
I woke up with thoroughly drenched panties and aching for True like I had every morning for the past two weeks. My new routine was to wake up after having a hot as fuck sex dream and then climb on top of the sexy as hell man sleeping next to me and go for the ride of my life. Rinse and repeat.
Every urge or whim I got, True satisfied. If I wanted an hour of oral, he did it without complaint. If I wanted him to spend hours worshipping my body, he did and seemed to love every second. I was a lucky, lucky girl. I was pretty sure I had a permanent goofy grin on my face and stars in my eyes now, too.
I rolled over to bury my face in True's chest, and he sleepily rested his hand on my little bump. I loved how his hands always gravitated towards my stomach, even in his sleep. He already loved our baby so much.
My stomach growled, and True chuckled. "Someone's hungry for something other than me this morning." His raspy voice sent heat straight to my core.
I burrowed my face into his chest and breathed him in before my stomach growled again. I wanted to climb on top of True, but the more the baby grew, the hungrier I got. I was at the point now where putting off eating made me feel nauseous and incredibly cranky at the same time, and that wasn't a great way to start the day.
I groaned. "I'm just as hungry for you, but I'm even hungrier for waffles."
He sat up, and his hair stuck up wild all over the place. He was adorable in the morning. "What kind do you want? Cinnamon roll?"
I looked up. "With bacon?"
He laughed. "Will that satisfy you this morning?"
I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his face down until we were nose to nose. "Not completely."
His eyes darkened. "How about I feed you and little P, and then we come back to bed, and I can take care of your other cravings."
My stomach rumbled again, and I giggled and patted his chest. "Hurry."
He hopped up and pulled on a pair of joggers that hung low on his hips and did nothing to hide all my favorite parts of him. I almost called him back to bed. My mouth watered for an entirely different kind of hunger, the kind only True could satisfy. I could stare at his sculpted body all day. All the surfing did wonders for him, and I appreciated that I got to take full advantage.
I pushed myself out of bed and threw True's discarded t-shirt over my head. It still hung loosely around my body, but my belly poked out a little now. I knew it wouldn't be long before his shirts were probably all I'd be able to fit into. I smiled at the thought.
I padded down the hallway toward the kitchen. The hardwood floors of my house were cold against my bare feet, but I found myself running hot these days, so I welcomed the coolness. I stepped into the kitchen and watched True's back muscles flex and move under his smooth skin as he pulled out everything he'd need to make us breakfast.
I bit my lip as the urge to jump his bones, one more than the others, surged throughout my body. These pregnancy hormones were doing insane things to my libido. I honestly never knew it was possible to crave another person before True. This baby was doing everything it could to make sure its parents ended up together. I was grateful for so many reasons for little P, even though he or she was technically an accident. This baby had given me the push I needed to finally admit and take a chance on the feelings I'd been trying to ignore.
He stopped and started twisting his nose ring. I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my cheek on his back. "Whatcha thinking about?"
He laughed and twisted around to kiss me on the top of my head. "You know me too well."
"It's not like you're hard to figure out. Twisting the nose ring around equals deep in thought."
"Huh. I never realized I did that."
"Now you know. So? What's got you thinking so hard instead of cooking me breakfast?" I poked him in the ribs just to let him know I was teasing. Sort of.
He jumped a little because I knew exactly where he was ticklish. "Hey!" He tried to move away, but I squeezed him tighter.
