Since she hadn’t been prepared to see him again, she never gave much thought to his reaction at the news that she was having triplets. She wanted so badly to tell him but was afraid to, afraid that he’d run scared.
She couldn’t believe herself that she was actually worried about him in light of how their children came to be. She bit into her lip worriedly and felt him shift on the bed next to her seconds before his finger pulled her abused lip from between her teeth.
She turned her head his way, inhaling the spicy scent of his cologne. She was no longer worried about having her eyes covered; it didn’t really matter that he might be ugly, something she’d come to accept since he had to go about finding a woman in this unconventional way.
She wasn’t so great in the looks department herself, so she was in no position to judge. At least that’s the way she saw herself. She had no idea how her angelic appearance affected men. How most of them never approached her because some find it hard to believe that someone who looks like her hadn’t already been claimed.
“What’s got you so worried? Is something wrong with my baby?” She heard the panic in his voice as once again; he ran his hand over her tummy. He seemed to get a kick out of feeling the babies move and had exclaimed with delight the first time he felt it.
Now they’re playing a game of tag, and she wondered how he couldn’t feel that there was more than one pair of arms and legs pushing back against his hand. Then again, two of them seemed to be more interested in crushing her internal organs.
“No, it’s not that.” She started to bite into her lip again but remembered his reaction and stopped. “I have something to tell you.”
“What is it, sweet baby?” His drawl had gone back to being relaxed and even.
“It’s not one baby.” She heard his breath hitch next to her ear, where he was leaning on his elbow right next to her face.
“Two?” His body shifted as he looked down at her in pleasant disbelief. When she shook her head, his brow furrowed in confusion. And then she held up three fingers.
“Three babies, you have three babies in there right now?” She felt his touch like a butterfly’s wing as he rubbed his fingertips over her tummy. She need not have worried about his reaction, as was evident by his new erection that slapped her thigh and leaked precum on her heated skin.
He shifted again, this time turning her on her side with her back turned to him. She felt him scoot down on the bed, and the next thing she knew, he was surging into her from behind with his big hand on her tummy.
Her pussy was so wet she was embarrassed by the squishing sounds it made each time he fucked into her body. There was no use pretending that she wasn’t getting off on their twisted reunion since her body had already given the truth away.
“That’s it baby, fuck yourself back on my cock.” She hadn’t realized that he’d stopped moving and that she was the one fucking herself on and off his long hard cock. He felt even bigger this way, like the thought of his kids in her womb had turned him on even more.
“Oh fuck, your pussy’s hot. Is that a side benny of the pregnancy?”
“Uh-huh, it has to do with a rise in temperature.” She’s a nurse, but she wasn’t in the mood for a science lesson right this minute. Her pussy was snapping at his cock greedily, and she felt that sweet tingling in her toes that would burst in her pussy any second now.
She reached back and grabbed his ass when she got tired. She wanted to be pounded, wanted some of his loving the way only he knows how. But he was being extra careful with her, and she had to bite her tongue not to beg.
Then he reached around and found her clit, and her pussy felt like she’d pissed all over the both of them she leaked so much. Maybe it was the pregnancy; maybe it was the surprise of seeing him again after thinking for so long that she wouldn’t. Whatever it was, the sex was even better tonight, and that’s saying a lot because that first night was better than anything she could’ve imagined.
“Please…” She pushed her ass back hard, but he eased most of his cock out of her, shortchanging her.
“Please, what sweet baby?” He kissed her shoulder then nibbled her ear, all the while fucking her with soft, slow strokes that weren’t reaching the fire inside her.
Jamie was ready to explode, and here he was teasing her. “Fuck me, damn you.” Her whole body went beet red at her outburst. She couldn’t believe she’d said that. His chuckle made her nipples hard, and the way he drew her closer to him, his chest pressed close to her back as he wrapped his arm around her made her feel warm and safely cocooned.