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Everything down there is engorged and sensitive, every touch turns me on, making me needy for my Big Man on endless repeat. I always want Gabriel, but pregnancy has ramped my desire to a whole new level. I hope he won’t be disappointed after our little guy arrives and we go back to normal. I also haven’t mentioned my pussy will be a no-entry zone probably until my six-week checkup after giving birth.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” He hovers low enough to wrap his lips around my nipple and gently suck. The sensation has me arching, fluttering around his cock, drawing a growl from him that only feeds my need.
“You could never,” I sigh, eating up the love he offers so freely, the love he’s held for me for years before I was his.
He’s so attuned to my changing body, more than me, I think, pulling moan after moan from my shameless hussy of a body with his heated gaze, tender touches, and miracle cock that hits all the right places without being too much.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Angel.” His heated stare keeps me locked on him, magnifying each caress as his hand, now working my clit, worshipping every part of me he can reach, leaving a blazing trail in its wake. “Your body’s a miracle, growing the life we made.” His thrusts increase as his words make me contract around him. “Fuck, Angel. Squeeze me when you come,” he rasps, straining to stay his pace and not rail into me.
“Gabriel,” I moan, awash with his praise. “You undo me.”
“No.” He increases the pressure on my clit, eating up the tremor he sets loose. “You’re the one who undoes me, my wife, my Angel.”
“Ohmyfuckinggod,” I keen on a low moan that grows on endless, shameless repeat as he drives me over the edge with his body, his adoring words, and his love.
It was always him, my dark knight, who repaired my heart after it was broken by another, dinged around a bit Gabriel, and then finally lathed in his adoration, mending each crack one-by-one till it was stronger than before and determined to love him for eternity.
“Fuck, Angel. Just like that.” He pushes through my orgasm with long strokes of his cock as he barks his release, bathing my insides, each blast setting off new tremors, leaving me boneless and euphoric.
Still deeply seated, he presses his lips to mine in a tender and slow kiss that has me sighing and tears pricking my eyes. “Love you, Big Man.”
“Love you, Angel. Always have. Always will.”
“Ditto.”
Wet rag in hand, coming back to bed to clean her up, I stop dead at the sight of her on her back. Legs spread, rubbing her clit, barely able to reach round her belly, her glistening pussy, on full display.
“Fuck, baby.” The sight of my cum dripping out of her well-loved pussy has me hardening. The evidence enough to make me want to fill her up again and again. But it’s her need that seals the deal.
As I kneel beside her, she wraps her hand around my girth, tugging on my growing length. “You make me feel sexy despite—”
I capture her chin, garnering her eyes, stopping her negative words. “You are fucking sexy, Frankie. It doesn’t matter if my baby is inside you or not. When we’re young or old, at any size, your body is the beginning and the end for me. You hear me?” She’s fucking beautiful, end of.
She sighs, “Yeah, I hear you.” She holds out her hand. “Help me to my knees.”
I carefully help her up, not missing the stich of pain on her face as she settles on her knees, taking my cock in hand, rubbing the tip, spreading my her cum and mine around before stroking me, pulling a grunt from my lips and my, “Angel,” plea. I don’t need more. She’s tired and hurting. She needs to eat and rest.
“One look and I want you to fuck me all over again.” She’s good for my ego, not that I’m lacking.
But this isn’t about me. I kiss her swollen mouth and rumble, “Come sit on my cock. Let me take care of you.”
I rest against the headboard, pillows all around me to help with her comfort once she gets situated. I grit my teeth as she squats over my erection, prone for her to slide down, cupping her ass, helping her go slow, only sliding in halfway before encouraging her to lie back, head on my shoulder, back to my front. This is not about deep fucking. This is about hitting all her spots that make her cry out in pleasure and shake with release that milks my cock in the hottest of ways.
Fast and hard, slow and easy, I love my Angel in any and every way she wants me and especially how she needs me.
Massaging her tits and rubbing her clit, she rounds her hips, making me slide in and out of her wet heat in languid strokes. With shallow flexes of my hips I join her movements, increasing our pleasure when I hit her G-spot and she squeezes my cock like she’s ready to blow, ready to feast on my release, her pussy is hungry for more.
Slowly, I relish every movement, every pull as her body sucking my shaft in when I nearly slip completely out.
I spread her legs wider with my own, running my hand along her pussy lips, my fingers scissoring around my cock, pressing her opening, making her gasp and plead for more. She’s a touch connoisseur. Not just in the normal hot zones, but any place I can caress, knead, or suck: her hips, the creases of her thighs, her mound, her asshole, her back, her neck, her glorious breasts and tasty nipples, along her legs that rub against mine, her abdomen where our baby grows, rolls and kicks. She keens and undulates in my arms taking and giving, forcing my cock deeper as she arches, pressing into me, taking me, taking me, taking me.
Squeeze. My muscles twitch with the need to come.
Clench. She moans, murmuring, “Make me come, Big Man. I’m so close. Fuck, your cock is perfection.”
Sweet Jesus. Love my Angel’s dirty mouth.
She’s so fucking hot. So fucking sexy, my wife, my woman, my Angel with the dirty mouth and heavenly body.
