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“You want me–all of me?” I ask, pulling back and pumping a fist up and down my cock slowly. Precum beads at the tip, dripping down the shaft slowly.
Blair nods, begging me with her eyes. Her legs are spread, her panties pushed to the side, and her tits practically spilling out of her bra. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
“Lay back.”
She obeys, keeping her legs spread. I tug her toward me. Give her a mischievous grin and then rip her underwear at the hip, tossing them aside.
“Hey!”
“Trust me, Blair, they weren’t going to survive this.”
“Well, you owe me another pair of panties,” she teases.
“I’ll buy you ten pairs.”
Focused entirely on her dripping wet core, I guide my cock to her entrance and press in. Slowly. Deliberately. Stretching her as she lets out breathy moans and squirms under my hands.
“I’m going to fuck you now. And I need you to let me know if anything hurts. I’ve never done this before with… well… a pregnant woman.”
“I can almost guarantee you it’s not going to hurt. But, I’ll definitely let you know.”
I can’t hold back for long. I lean forward and start pumping into her, burying my cock deep, gripping her hips and dragging her toward me with each thrust. Her breasts finally spill out of her bra, making my orgasm edge closer at the sight.
I grit my teeth and fight it. I need to see her come undone first.
Reaching up, I wrap my hand around her breast and squeeze lightly, massaging it as I sit back on my knees and play with her clit with my other hand. She gasps, whining as I pump shallowly into her pussy, feeling it tighten and suck me in.
One last press against her clit and Blair comes, her back arching as she moans my name. I can’t hold back any longer. The sight of her spread before me, gripping the sheets and soaking my cock, is too much.
With a groan I come, burying myself deep and gripping Blair’s thigh tightly. White-out vision takes over, erasing everything but the perfect feel of her wrapped around me, her voluptuous body under my hands.
When I open my eyes, she’s in the same position, spent and satiated. I sag forward, pressing my face to her chest and breathing her in.
Blair’s fingers twine through my hair and we stay there like that, just breathing.
Carefully, so I don’t startle her, I slip my hand between us and let it rest on the small rise of her stomach. Hoping with everything in me that she wants this as badly as I do.
Chapter 21
Blair
Sinkingfurtherintothebathtub, I close my eyes and sigh, feeling every muscle release with the tension of the previous week. Okay, not just that… but also the ache of that Friday afternoon with Nick, only two days ago now.
I feel happy and content. I can’t remember the last time I felt this relaxed. The past few months – starting with my embarrassing faux pas at The Grove and ending with Collin Weaver making cool demands at the firm – have wound me tight, and it felt like I was about to break.
I open my eyes, thinking of Nick. How he’d showed up at my door uninvited with the random thing I was craving. How comfortable having him here was at first, and how right it felt when he touched me.
It was only supposed to be a one-night stand, I remind myself, but that doesn’t really matter. Not now.
Maybe that first night was built on flirting and antagonizing, but neither of us could have guessed how compatible we were out in the real world. My heart aches as I wonder what would have happened if we’d met under different circumstances.
But I can’t wish it all away. In the water, my hand goes right to my belly and the small swell there. The memory of Nick’s dark eyes, adoring and consuming, flashes through my mind. I can finally admit that this whole time, a small part of me wondered if he was pushing to be involved just out of obligation… but he made it clear Friday that he wants more. He wants both of us, me and our baby.
I linger on the thought of the parting kiss we shared, chaste and private, a moment that felt almost as good as the crushing orgasm that washed over me only an hour before.
When we’d both recovered, Nick had coaxed me into a shower. I was still a little self-conscious but couldn’t ignore the look of devotion on his face as he soaped up my body and even massaged shampoo into my scalp.
A quiet moan slips out at the memory.
