It was gorgeous. A six carat sparkler with two emeralds on each side, sized to fit my finger. Of course, it couldn’t fit my ring finger at the moment, seeing that I was swollen with pregnancy, but I smiled to myself once more. Because my man’s waiting for the right time to pop the question, and I know what my answer’s going to be.
“Yes,” I moaned again, loving the slide of his huge cock in my slickly wet channel. I swear, I’m even more sensitive than before, and I could feel the vein that pulses along the bottom of his shaft beating along my twat walls. “Yes, yes,” I moaned again.
He growled in my throat, latching onto one of my breasts with his mouth.
“You feel so good, Kels,” came that raspy voice that I love so much. “So fucking good.”
But just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean that I’ve lost all sense of adventure. In fact, my third trimester has made me even hornier, what with all the hormones surging through my frame. So on the next upstroke, I paused, resisting my lover’s urge to push me back down on his dick.
“Hold on,” was my breathy whisper. “Just give me a sec.”
One small hand crept behind my behind and I gripped the root of his cock firmly before shifting my entire body backwards. Those blue eyes flared as Trent realized what I was about to do.
“Are you sure, Kels?” he rasped hoarsely. “You don’t have to.”
I giggled breathily.
“Oh but I want to, big guy. Oh unnnnh!”
Because yeah, I was doing it. I was pushing my ass down on his hot fuckshaft, and it felt so good sliding into my back channel. My pucker resisted at first, refusing to open, but taking a deep breath, I relaxed my back end and soon Trent was crammed balls deep in my anus.
“Fuck baby,” he rasped again, barely daring to breathe. “Oh fuck fuck fuck.”
And after a few slips and slides up and down, my man erupted. Maybe it was the pressure of my dark star, maybe it was the dirty anal sex with a pregnant woman. But whatever it was, my man exploded over the edge, his cock jerking and twitching in my back end while spurting reams of hot white.
“FUCK!” he roared this time, the cords of his neck standing out with release. “Fuck!”
And that forced me over the edge as well. Because we started as a steamy encounter during a dirty swim session. After all, I was supposed to be nothing more than a serving girl working at the pool at the Billionaires Club. But instead, Trent and I found each other as time passed, revealing our heart of hearts to one another while enjoying one another’s bodies. And now with a baby on the way? Absolutely nothing can stop us.
THE END