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“You going to cook now?” I ask, leaning my head back against his chest.
Tossing the spatula on the counter, he turns off the stove. “Not hungry for an omelet.”
There’s a tinge of disappointment that I misjudged what he might want to eat for his game-day breakfast, but then he has me in his arms and whirls me toward the kitchen island.
Bain deposits me on the granite and nudges his way between my legs. He’s wearing a pair of low-hanging sweatpants and my mouth waters at his muscular perfection.
His palms lightly rest on my thighs and he leans in to kiss me… a mere whisper of his lips over mine.
“I only have eggs for breakfast. I can run out and get something else for you.”
“I’m craving something different,” he says.
“It’s game day, so whatever you want. I can run to the grocery store.” I place my hands on his shoulders and then immediately move one up to brush the hair threatening to fall into his eyes.
Bain leans into my palm, eyes closed like a cat getting rubbed just right.
When they open, they’re burning with something I’ve come to recognize as gluttony of a different kind.
“You shouldn’t have slipped out of bed so early,” he says, placing a hand on my chest and pushing me back onto the counter.
I wiggle my body as his hands pull at my leggings, my panties sliding down my legs along with them. Bain’s hands press against the insides of my knees, a command to spread my legs wider.
I don’t fight him on it but instead rise onto my elbows so I can watch.
Bain is fascinated with my pussy and has spent countless hours touching me in all ways imaginable. My body tenses as his fingers glide along the outer lips of my sex and then bucks when he glides a finger inside me.
I groan as he curls it, then a harsh breath wheezes out of me when he pulls his finger free and licks it, his eyes holding me captive.
“You taste like fucking magic, baby.”
My body is his slave but my heart swears fealty to him when he bends over and pushes my shirt up. He presses a kiss over my belly and whispers, “Hi, little bean. Better hold tight because I’m getting ready to rock your mama’s world.”
Bain’s gaze rises and meets mine ever so briefly before his mouth descends on me. His fingers caress and his tongue tastes. The intimacy of oral with Bain has always made my heart flutter because he so obviously enjoys doing this to me. His groans of pleasure heighten my own and he barely sets up a mind-blowing sucking on my clit before I’m exploding so hard, a sob of pleasure bursts from my chest.
I’m delirious, barely understanding why Bain’s pulling my body a little closer to the edge of the counter but then I realize it’s the perfect height for him. His cock is out and sliding into me, stretching me in all the right ways.
“Goddamn,” he mutters, a curse of appreciation over how great this feels.
Bain forces my legs around his hips, then places his hand behind my neck, pulling me up so he can kiss me. I taste my pleasure on his lips and feel his desire straight through to my bones.
It’s a gentle fucking, just like he did last night. Before we left Dr. Segal, Bain asked a litany of questions, among which were concerns about sex.
“We have a very vigorous sex life,” Bain proclaimed, not in a bragging manner. It sounded almost clinical. “Can I hurt the baby?”
Dr. Segal’s been around the block. He didn’t even bat an eye. “You can have sex as often as you want.”
“But how gentle do I need to be?”
I placed my hand over my mouth to cover my smile, but Bain wasn’t joking. He looked at Dr. Segal expectantly.
Dr. Segal smiled. “Hard thrusting is okay. The baby’s in a fluid sac. But the cervix tissue can be sensitive, so if you see any spotting, maybe go a little gentler.”
Despite Dr. Segal’s assurances, last night Bain treated me like I was fine china. He made love to me slowly, even though I tried to urge him faster with my hands on his ass.
He refused and being much stronger than I am, I had to go along with it. It was so beautiful and for the first time in our relationship, we actually came together. That was all Bain as he knows my signs and he watched me carefully. He also knows exactly how to touch me between my legs to get me where he wants me. I’ve never had that experience before… simultaneous orgasms, but it was so beautiful that I want them all to be that way.
It appears that’s what Bain’s trying to do again. He moves inside me gently, his face all harsh angles of pleasure, and I can tell he wants to let loose.
