“Your boobs. They’re so plump and ready for my mouth,” I purred.
“You’d better enjoy them because soon they’ll be your son’s for a time.”
“Lucky little critter,” I said in a voice that kept breaking. “I better get to it then.”
I lay Angel back on the bed and opened her blouse so I could properly take in the beautiful sight before me. Then, I unclipped her bra and laid bare her swollen, creamy mounds. Angel’s areolas were darker than usual, and her nipples stood prouder too.
Very slowly and gently I circled them with my tongue. I was aching for the woman I loved so passionately.
“I’ve missed your sexy body, Angel.”
Angel’s eyes were dreamy. I recognized her look of desire. The fact that she wanted me as much as I wanted her spurred me on to take her.
I undressed her and then shed my clothes. Her belly was swollen and taught.
“I’m a house,” she whispered while I stood over her nakedness.
“You’re a goddess.”
I lay down behind Angel, moved her hair away, and kissed her neck. She moved her arm and reached for my erection. I gasped when she touched me. I’d been fantasizing about her deft touch for months. It was almost too much to bear.
I stroked her breasts and then moved my hand slowly to her wet core. Angel made a satisfying noise that I’d missed so very much.
“You’re so wet for me, my love,” I whispered into her neck.
“I want you inside me, Max.”
Who was I to deprive a pregnant woman of her request? I slid happily into her swollen core. She was so warm inside I had to focus not to cum right there on the spot. I slowed myself down so that I could enjoy the moment.
“Uhhh, you feel so good, Max,” Angel gasped.
“I’m not hurting you, am I?”
“Definitely not. On the contrary. Harder, my love, harder,” she begged.
“Angel,” I said excitedly as I drove harder into her, each stroke more pleasurable than the last.
I moved my middle finger against her swollen slit while I drove harder and faster into her. We moved together in perfect rhythm, grinding, tasting, biting, until our ecstatic climax. It was beyond pleasurable. It was earth-shattering.
“I don't want to let you go, my love,” I said once my breathing allowed me to speak.
“Lock the door and perhaps the world will forget about us.”
“If only that were possible. I’d deadbolt that sucker in a heartbeat.”
“Oh, Max. I wish you didn’t have to leave.”
“Me too, Angel. Me too.”
“I’m going crazy in that safe house.”
“Is it awful?”
“No, it’s not that. The facilities are fine. It’s a nice enough place. It’s the fact that I can’t talk to anyone or even leave to go to the store. I never thought cabin fever was a real thing until now.”
I sat up and pulled the sheet over Angel so she wouldn’t catch a draft.
“How is Inessa coping?”