“Austin,” she breathes, then follows with a hard swallow. “Don’t play with me right now.”
“Well, it’s not like I’d allow anyone else to touch you while you’re pregnant with my baby.”
Her eyes turn wild with fire, the emerald penetrating with its intensity, but then she lowers her gaze. “I mean it, Austin. I’m this close to not caring about anything because you look damn good, and I don’t know if it’s the warm air or the full moon, or because you smell so good…”
I lean over and continue running my hand up her thigh beneath her dress. Ava has always been hot, and yes, it has been hard to ignore on many occasions. But tonight, in the dusty rose silk dress she wears—she looks irresistible.
Her tits have grown so much, making it impossible to look away. Yet my conscience is torn because she is pregnant. I’ve never looked at a pregnant woman and thought, ‘oh, she’s sexy, and I’d like to fuck her’.
It’s completely forbidden territory.
But Ava has blurred the line, allowing my thoughts of exactly what I’d like to do to her, run rampant. My memories of the night we were together are hazy, but I do remember how intense it was because I couldn’t get enough in the moment.
Slowly, she tilts her head back and exposes the veins on her neck. I close my eyes for a brief moment, struggling with my thoughts. But upon opening them, her body is beside me like a temple waiting to be worshipped.
Angling my body across and placing my lips against her skin, I taste the heat spread all over her, then gently inch my hands between her thighs. She lets out a gasp, then grabs my face with her hands and brings my lips to hers.
Ava’s passion is raw and charged, not allowing me a moment to breathe. Our kisses are rushed, only fueling this
sexual tension between us.
Then, before I can say anything, she shuffles to climb on top to straddle me.
Fuck, now there’s no chance I can resist.
“You don’t have to do this,” she repeats, barely above a whisper.
“Ava,” I breathe, watching her lips part. “I haven’t had sex with anyone since you told me you were pregnant.”
Her mouth crashes onto mine, feverish and demanding with every twist and turn. Then, slowly, she pulls away but etches her lips close to my ear. “If I’m honest, that makes me happy. The thought of another woman touching you drives me crazy.”
I pull her back so I can stare into her eyes. But as our gazes fall under a spell, something odd passes between us. This connection runs deeper than two people bringing a baby into this world after a one-night stand.
My hand moves around to the back of her neck, drawing her closer while she pulls the straps of her dress down, exposing her chest. A white lace bra is covering her engorged breasts, although the lace is transparent enough for me to catch a glimpse of her nipples.
Beneath her, my cock is so damn hard to the point it aches. My entire body is drowning in different sensations, all heightened by the beautiful woman on top of me.
Without even asking, I raise my hands to caress her tits, watching her reaction with a delicious stare. My chest is pounding. The desperation to take her is at its peak. The wait is killing me. My patience is growing thin by the sheer desire running through my veins as her back arches while she expels a moan. My lips fall upon the middle of her chest with soft kisses, slowly inching toward the edge of her bra as I tear it out of the way with my teeth.
My hands move toward her back, unclasping her bra until she’s completely topless. Fuck, they’re huge. My urges become challenging to control, worried I will hurt her.
With care, I run my tongue at a slow and agonizing pace, tasting her nipples as she cries my name softly while running her fingers through my hair, demanding more.
“Austin,” she barely manages to breathe. “Will it hurt the baby if we…”
“No,” I tell her faintly. “I’m big, but the baby is nowhere near where I enter.”
She places her hand beneath my chin, guiding my face, so we’re staring intensely into each other’s eyes.
“Then fuck me. Now, please.”
I’m barely able to think as Ava shuffles out of her panties while I remove my pants, allowing my cock to spring free. The moment her eyes lay on my engorged cock, her body flushes, and she’s quick to go back to the way she was positioned. I grab my shaft and slowly guide myself, basking in how incredibly wet she is. I’m careful not to hurt her, easing myself in and relishing in being bareback.
Fuck, I can’t even remember when I’d done this last.
Conscious of my movements, I’m careful not to hurt Ava and allow her to ride me at a comfortable pace.
Ava’s fucking beautiful. The way she arches back with her chest out, to when her eyes open and close as strangled moans escape her. I don’t need to fantasize anymore. She’s living and breathing, consuming me with her entire being.