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It’s interesting, watching your partner connect with other people. You appreciate them for one thing, but watching them be a friend, a mother, or a daughter deepens that emotional attachment. Raven’s good at all those things. Everyone loves her, though I beg to say I love her most of all.

“The light is really good right now,” I say, reaching out for her hand. “Would you come out onto the back porch with me, Mrs. Hill? I want to finish my sketch.”

She nods and rests her hand in mine, giving her weight to me as I help her off the couch. I’m going to miss this shape of her when the baby’s born. She’s my muse. And right now, she’s glowing.

I lay her back on the wicker couch in the late afternoon sun, admiring her beauty as rouge slivers of light fight their way through the clouds and land perfectly on Raven’s pale skin.

Her eyes flicker up to mine as her pulse races behind the thick vein in her throat and I’m brought back to the first time I saw her. She was so innocent and needing at the back of that classroom. My cock roars upward just thinking about it.

She grins sheepishly. “I thought we were out here to draw?”

My hand runs over her smooth inner thigh. “I was, but that pregnant body of yours is killing me.”

“Killing you?” She opens herself to me.

I graze my fingers over her panties, watching as her hips rock against my touch. What is it about this woman that cages me without regret? My hard length presses against her as I nudge her panties aside and dip into her sweet juices.

She sighs at my touch and handles her swollen breasts with care as I work my lips between her thighs.

“Fuck, you taste like honey.” I lick her up gently before sucking onto her inner thigh. Then I kiss her pretty slit once more before pulling off her jeans.

I like her like this, swollen and curved, aching and helpless, whining and panting. “Do you want my cock?”

Her gaze meets mine with heat and she nods, biting her bottom lip. “I do. I want you.”

I sit on the couch next to her, my cock straight in the air, hungry for her hips, and her wet, creamy, center.

She sits up from the couch and stretches a leg over me before sitting slowly on my dick. She’s slower now than she was a few months ago, but I like it better this way. The moments last longer, and there’s a build-up that’s more rhythmic. Her hips rock and spin as her head tips and her hair falls down over her back, tangling with my fingers as I hold her in place. Her swollen breasts bounce slowly, her nipples a darker shade of purple with her pregnancy. She’s a scene to be memorized and drawn later. Her mouth hangs open and a simple sigh releases as she looks toward me.

Fuck. I’m sitting and my legs are wobbly. She’s too much.

With one hand still entwined in her hair, I use the other to circle her clit, licking on her sensitive nipples as she continues to ride.

Raven grinds harder, leaning forward until our foreheads are pressed together. “I’m going to come, Gage. I’m going to come so hard.” She’s breathless as she speaks. Her thighs tighten around me, and I sense my own nearing.

My cock throbs and my balls tighten, as the walls of her mound close in on me when she bears down.

“Yes,” she pants. “Now… right there.”

Her sweet sounds take me over the edge and I lose myself in a blinding moment of ecstasy that empties my soul into hers.

She grinds a second longer, coming over my sensitive cock as I hold her against me.

“Fuck,” I growl, kissing her lips before trailing down to the lobe of her ear. She loves it when we end in this sensitive pile of nerve endings.

A shiver runs through her. “I love you, Professor Hill.”

Her words have my hair standing on end. I lean into her ear again. “You know I love it when you call me professor.”

I feel her smile against my face. “I know you do. I should probably stop after the baby’s born. I don’t want her getting the wrong idea about her teachers.”

I bite the inside of my cheek. She might be onto something there. “Okay then, I’ll keep you my dirty little secret.”

She kisses my lips gently and presses her forehead against mine. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”


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