The more she ripples and convulses, the more release she milks from me while I try to catch my breath.
I release her wrists and grab hold of her delicious bottom while she wraps her arms around me and sags against my chest.
“I’m pregnant,” I think I hear her mumble.
“What?”
“Your sperm swam up stream and had intercourse with one of my eggs,” she chuckles. “We’re pregnant.”
My legs finally give out as I drop us to the floor, and gasp at the sensation of having my semi-erect dick still inside of her.
I cup her face in my hands and bring her to me for a sweet kiss. “I love you.”
Callie
Tears hover on Reece’s lashes as his lips caress lovingly over mine and for the first time in a while I feel well and truly cherished.
We may be naked after having a bout of hot, sweaty sex, but I feel really close to him with the news I’ve just shared. I wanted to tell him the other night on our date, but he’s been too distracted.
I watch as Reece closes his eyes and leans his head back against the wall.
“You went to the doctor’s the other day when I went off.” His eyes look pained. “I never even asked you what she had to say.”
He really is upset, and I know that I’ve been just as upset if not more, but I have to let it go, otherwise it will fester and annoy the heck out of me. “Reece, the fact that I’ve been unable to talk to you and tell you should tell you how bad you’ve been. But now, I want to put it all behind us, okay?” I wiggle on him and cup his face. “I love you, and I do get it. All I ask is that you tone it down.”
“I’m an ass and I’m so damn sorry.” He wraps his arms around me and holds me close while his hand strokes down my back. “I hate that because of me you couldn’t tell me about our baby. It certainly is the eye opener I needed.” He sighs. “Are we good, babe?”
“We’re good and in six and a half months Ben will have a baby brother or sister.” I kiss his chest when I feel a shuddering breath escape him. “Just keep holding me a bit longer before we have to dress.” I snuggle into him, pressing my erect nipples into his chest.
He gasps and I feel his beautiful dick start to get in on the action. I smile against his neck and with a lick, I sit up and undulate on him.
“You drive me crazy.” Reece reaches out, cups my breasts with his large hands and lets his thumbs rub my nipples. “I can’t believe how stupid I’ve been. Not just about Robin, but not realizing your body has changed.” He offers me a wry smile. “These are bigger.” He squeezes my breasts, and as arousal courses through me, I realize that I want something more.
I rest my hands on his shoulders and raise up until he slips out of me, the sensation causing me to gasp.
“What…”
I quickly kneel between his thighs and dip my head. “Callie,” he groans, and his hips buck up when I tug the silver on the tip with my tongue. He loves that and I know he can come from that stimulation alone. It’s hot watching him, but right now I need to wrap my tongue around him. The underside is sensitive and as my tongue swirls upward and around the pierced head, I can taste our release from minutes before.
“Ride me, Callie,” Reece hisses when I tug on the barbell. “Fuck,” he curses and arches his hips.
“No.” I grin. “I want to watch you come.”
I suck the tip into my mouth and make sure I catch the silver with my tongue while my hands search lower and massage his sac.
“Callie,” he growls. “Stop.”
I pull away and smile. “No.”
His dick twitches against my palm when I wrap my hand around him, and my fingers play with the tip. There’s a constant stream of pre-cum leaking onto my fingers while my sexy ass of a husband breathes heavily.
Without taking my hands from him, I straddle his thighs, pressing him against my stomach. He searches out my lips, sucking my tongue into his mouth…and then he growls and strains. The warm wetness hits the underside of my breasts as Reece grunts through his release. He makes one hot mess between us. It’s dirty and primitive, and I love having him all over me.
“We need to do this again sometime soon,” Reece mumbles.
“What?” I question, confused because we have sex all the time. We just can’t get it on all over the house anymore like we used to do.
“Lock ourselves in the bathroom.”