“Where?” I ask, knowing my woman she’ll want it here and now. Even though she’s eight months pregnant.
“Nik,” she whines once again as she frees my cock.
“Tell me, malenkaya?” My voice is harder this time.
“Here,” she tells me as she wraps her hand around my cock.
“Robe off,” I demand as I take a step back.
I watch as she unties her robe and it falls from her body. She’s completely naked under it. Her bump prominent against her slight frame, her breasts heavy from the pregnancy. She has never looked sexier than she does at this moment. “Dorogaya, once our son is born, I’m knocking you up again.”
Her breath hitches once again, she licks her lips as her eyes move to my cock.
“You want it?”
She nods as she moves toward the counter. I grin as I follow her, my wife wants me to fuck her here, then that’s what she’ll get.
I lift her onto the counter, her ass barely on it, it’s the perfect height for what I want and it’s the main reason why I had the kitchen remodeled. Perfect access to fuck her when the mood strikes, it’s also one of Lena’s favorite ways for us to fuck.
Her legs open and I see my pretty pussy is glistening with her wetness. I position my cock at the entrance and slam into her, there’s nothing better than being inside of her. This is the best feeling in the world.
“Yes” she hisses, throwing her head back.
My thrusts aren’t as forceful as they usually are as I’m mindful of the fact that she’s carrying my son, but they’re deep enough for her to feel pain.
“More,” she pleads with me as she grinds on my cock.
This woman has no qualms about her sexual appetite and I fucking love it. I withdraw slowly from her and slide back in, going as deep as I can.
“Nikolai—“ she cries in pleasure-pain, her movements jerky and her body trembles. She’s close.
“Kanchay dlya menya, moya malenkaya shlyushka.” I nip at her lip as my finger goes to her clit. I flick and pinch at it until she’s a quivering mess. “Come, Lena,” I demand.
And she does, her back arching, her eyes closed as she cries out my name. “Nik.” Her fingers clench around my biceps as she holds on through her orgasm
Her pussy clenches around my cock, suffocating it until I’m no longer able to hold back. I thrust once more into her and grunt with my release. “Ya lublu tebya, moya dorogaya.”
She rests her head against my shoulder. “Ya lublu tebya,” she breathes. “Always, Nik. I’ll always love you.”