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“Okay, now you’ve just made me feel worse.”
“Tylar,” he said, pulling me to him, “you being with me, loving me, and carrying our child is the best thing that anyone could ever give me. Don’t you understand that?”
“I guess,” I relented.
“No, there’s no guessing, Tylar. You’re my life. I’ve never felt so connected with anyone before. I love to think of the future that we’ll build together and the children we’ll have. You’re the one that I’ll always love the most. You’re the one who has my devotion. Got it?”
I nodded, tearing up again. Trey could be so warm and passionate at times. He could not only take my breath away with his touch, but also with his words. We gathered our gifts out from under the tree and took them upstairs to our suite. We sat cross-legged on the bed, tearing into our presents. Trey had bought me a Baby’s First Year photo album and an Atlas® dome watch in rose gold from Tiffany & Co.
Trey gushed over everything that I'd bought for him: the two CDs, the tie that matched his eyes perfectly, the silver cuff links, and the new Burberry wallet.
He reached under the bed and retrieved a single box, handing it to me. I opened it and pulled a manila envelope out. Inside the envelope there were multiple legal-looking documents. The first was a deed to 10 acres of land located in DeKalb County, Georgia. Accompanying it were stunning photos of the property. Some of the acreage was partially wooded, and it featured a running stream to a natural pond.
“It’s beautiful,” I breathed, “What is all this? I don’t understand.”
“I deeded this land to you, Tylar. This is where we’ll build the house of your dreams. This is where we’ll bring Derringer and any of the other horses you may want to stable. We’ll have to build the stable first, of course.”
“Oh Trey,” I exclaimed, launching myself into his lap, “this is too much don’t you think?”
“It’s exactly what we discussed. It's how we want to raise our children, remember? I figure we better get started building our home if it’ll be ready by the time this baby’s walking, don’t you agree?”
“This is incredible! I'm so in love with you,” I exclaimed.
Together we looked at the rest of the papers in the envelope. There was a packet of house plans for country homes. Trey said to pick out a style that would make me feel at home. I couldn’t wait to get started.
Standing up, Trey turned on some holiday choral music, lowering the volume because of the other guests staying down the hall. Then he ran a bubble bath for us. I gratefully pulled off my stockings and selected some silky pajamas from his massive closet. Trey had lit the candles and placed them around the sunken, steaming bathtub. We discarded our clothing and stepped into the suds.
Afterward, we toweled each other off, his cock once again springing to attention as I patted him dry. I noticed my belly was growing rounder; I was a little more than four months pregnant; halfway there, I thought as I climbed into bed. Trey slipped into his drawstring pajama bottoms that hung low on his hips. He climbed into bed next to me, pulling me to him.
“Do you want to watch anything, Tylar?”
“No. I’m about 30 seconds away from sleep. Put on anything you like, it won’t disturb me,” I replied, yawning. Trey switched the station to a Christmas movie with Jimmy Stewart, muting the sound.
“How can you watch the movie without sound?”
“I’ve seen it a hundred times,” he answered, “it’s a classic.” Trey was on his side next to me, tracing his fingers on my silk top, playing with the buttons. I felt the first one give way, then the next, and then the last one. His hand slid inside, cupping my breasts, kneading them gently. I had a feeling that sleep was no longer 30 seconds away. I turned to him, watching him watch me.
He raised himself up, hovering over me, lowering his lips to mine in a long, leisurely kiss. I laced my arms around his neck, pulling his face closer, answering his kiss with a passion of my own. I felt something deep within me stir, making me hungry for him once again. His hands expertly slid my silk top off and then moved down to my belly, pulling at the waistband of the bottoms and sliding them down my legs. His thumb hooked into the tops of my panties, pulling them down and off.
“I see you have me totally naked now,” I whispered.
“Um hmm,” he replied, his lips playing on mine.
“Aren’t you going to take your pants off?”
“I have a fly on them,” he replied, my lips feeling the smile spread across his lips.
“It might be nice if one of these times you made love to me with your pants off, Trey,” I commented in a faux stern tone.
“I’ll be glad to,” he remarked, pulling the drawstring and tugging his pants down and off. He kicked the covers down as we heated up. His strong hands explored my body, massaging my flesh, kissing my lips, my neck, and then my breasts. His tongue swirled ever so gently around my nipples, teasing them with his lips. When he took a nipple into his mouth, he sucked it very gently, his hands moving to my pussy to explore. His fingers expertly explored the soft folds of my sex, plying gently the hood of my clitoris, sending gentle shock waves of pleasure through me.
His tongue traced a path from my breasts to my belly. Stopping there, he kissed my rounded belly, his left hand gently rubbing the area, his right hand pleasuring me lower. I moaned as his fingers probed my very sensitive core, causing my sweet spot to swell with desire. My hips moved against his hand, his palm was now pressed firmly against my clitoris as both of his middle fingers were inside me, probing and playing. I was soaked.
His mouth moved to my pussy, gently kissing the soft folds, his tongue washing over my clitoris in circular motions, licking and circling over it again and again. His tongue darted inside of me, his fingers pressing upward, his thumb gently brushing against my clitoris.
“You taste so sweet, Tylar,” he whispered.
My hips flexed harder against him now, wanting him inside of me. Trey could read my body’s every movement. He knew what I needed without my having to ask.
