Faithful (Wanted 3)

When I felt him near me, I pushed my hips up to him, and then he was inside me, moving so fast and hard that I was coming within seconds.

“Oh god, don’t stop, Jeff…please go faster…” There it was again—that familiar buildup. Jesus…how is it always like this with him?

Right as I was coming down from my orgasm, Jeff whispered in my ear, “I’m going to come, baby. ”

Then, he was lying on top of me, panting, with sweat dripping off of him and onto me.

Oh shit. It was turning me on. Already? Fuck, I love being pregnant!

“Do you think we could maybe try that again?” I asked.

Jeff pushed himself up and looked at me. “What? Like, right now, Ari?”

I smiled as I pushed my hips up against him.

He smiled and rolled us over until I was on top.

“This time, I get to tell you faster and harder,” he said.

I raised my eyebrows as I felt his dick growing harder.

I started off slowly. “Oh…” I moved myself up and down. “Feels. So. Good. ”

I looked down at Jeff, and he was staring at me. Leaning down, I bit on his lower lip.

“Fuck, Ari. ”

“I am, Jeff,” I said with a wink.

We both started laughing, and then Luke started crying.

No! Oh no! No, no! I kept moving.

“Baby, Luke is crying, and I’m not even all the way up,” Jeff said as he tried to move me off of him.

Oh hell no. I’d worked for this orgasm, and I’d be damned if I wasn’t getting it. I pushed his hands away and threw my head back as I moved faster.

“Ari,” Jeff said before he started moaning.

Luke was still crying.

Tune it out, Ari. Just five more minutes.

I moved faster and slammed myself down on him harder each time. I could feel him getting harder as he moaned more.

“Jesus…Ari, baby, hurry ’cause I’m about to come. Shit, I’m gonna come again, baby. ”

No, the fuck he is not, not before I get mine. I adjusted myself…and there it was.

“Oh yes! Oh god, yes! That’s it, Jeff. ” I called his name over and over again as I had the most intense orgasm ever.

I collapsed onto his chest, our sweaty bodies sliding against each other, as I tried to catch my breath. “Shit. That felt so damn good!”

Jeff laughed as he held on to me.

I noticed it was quiet. “He stopped crying,” I whispered.

Then, through the baby monitor, I heard him jabbering on and on.