“We have a lot of time to make up for,” I tell her as she giggles.
“Then we’d better get started.”
It’s astounding how easily we fall back into each other’s rhythms. She gives me a kiss, I tug off her shirt. Her hands fly to belt, while my fingers comb through her hair. It’s a dance we’ve done so many times before, and despite our lack of practice as of late, it all comes back to us so naturally. This time, there’s only one thing that’s different.
I lay her down on my bed, carefully sweeping my hands down to hover just over her belly. I’ve never given much thought to fatherhood. I spent my early twenties wrapped in Walton’s web. When I was finally free of him, I spent my early thirties creating an empire for myself, always head-first into a new project the moment an old one was finished. My career was my mistress and a demanding one at that. I always figured that when the right woman came my way, I’d have enough sense to recognize her.
And now I know that it’s Eden.
“Mother of my child,” I whisper against her belly. “That has a very nice ring to it.”
She strokes her fingers across my cheek. “Father of my child,” she whispers. “Ah, you’re right. Very catchy.”
“I can’t believe we’re going to have a baby.” I press a kiss to her hip before moving down to kiss a line up her inner thigh.
“What are you most excited about?” she asks playfully as I lick a stripe up her entrance. She tastes deliciously sweet.
“I don’t know,” I admit, lightly sucking on her clit. “This is all very new to me.”
“You and me —ah, right there— both.”
“I’m excited for their first steps, I think.” I tease her with the tip of my tongue, drawing tight circles against her swollen nib. “Mostly just thinking about how pretty you’re going to get, belly nice and big with our child. Fuck, it makes me so hard just thinking about it.”
Eden throws her head back, gripping the sheets for purchase. Her toes curl and her mouth falls open as her wanton gasps fill the air. “H-Hunter,oh…”
“You going to come, sweetheart? That’s okay, close your eyes and let go.”
“Hunter, I’m so close!”
“Mother of my child,” I repeat, intoxicated by the words, by the concept, by the reality of it. “My beautiful baby mama —deserves everything in the world, doesn’t she? She —that’s it— deserves to feel good in all the right ways.”
“I’m going to—”
Her hips buck as pleasure claims her, grinding her pretty pussy against my mouth. I lick her up greedily, wondering how I managed to survive without the taste of her for weeks on end. It’s nothing short of a miracle.
Eden reaches for me, gazing up at me with hooded eyes and flushed cheeks. I suddenly understand what people mean when pregnant women have a special glow. Eden is downrightradiant.
“I’m going to ride you,” she says confidently, almost like she’s expecting a bit of a challenge.
I can’t help but chuckle. “You want to ride me, huh? Well, I suppose what my sweetheart wants, my sweetheart gets.”
She grins at me triumphantly. “On your back, sir. I can’t have you doing all the work all the time, now can I?”
Eden’s quick to straddle my lap, bracing herself with her hands against my chest. She slowly lowers herself on my cock carefully, looking like a damn vision. Her slick heat surrounds my throbbing erection, clenching around me with every slow rock of her hips.
“Beautiful,” I murmur, admiring her at work. “You’re so beautiful, Eden.”
“God, you make me feel so full.”
“Fuck, I love the way you move. You’re getting so nice and tight for me. Don’t tell me you’re going to come again already.”
Eden licks her lips, her cheeks bright pink. “I-It feels really good, okay?”
“I’m teasing you, sweetheart. Let me feel you come on my cock. That’s my girl.” I reach down to thumb circles against her clit. Her pussy flutters around me, orgasm rushing through her the moment I touch her.
“Fuck,” she whines. “Fuck, I want…”
“Tell me. Anything you want, I’ll give it to you. I’ll give you the whole damn world.”