It was a nice change of pace from what Hailey and I had been experiencing lately. I felt relaxed, Hailey’s smile was genuine, and everyone was happy without reservation. The stresses from work were quickly fading into the background, and the conversation flowed easily. The food was phenomenal, and the music was even better. I took in all the positivity surrounding us as I pulled Hailey close to my side, and soon Drew was offering his hand to Anna to dance.
Anna smiled as she took his hand, and the two headed to the dance floor.
“It’s about damn time,” Hailey said.
“Look at how happy they are together,” I said.
“I’m glad we didn’t miss this. Thanks for shitting on my plan,” she said.
“I’ll shit on anything anytime,” I said.
Hailey giggled, pressing herself deeper into me as her hand slid up my thigh. I loved it when she massaged my legs. Underneath a table or while we were sitting on the couch. It was this mindless ministration thing. It was almost like she didn’t know she was doing it. It was just something that came to her naturally. It was natural for her hands to want to touch me.
I loved that and so much more about her.
I watched as Drew and Anna danced. Drew twirled her around, and Anna was laughing. He pulled her in close, and Anna leaned her head against his cheek. With all the dark clouds of my mother and Hailey hiding stuff from me again, it was nice to simply be in the moment, to take in the beauty of a budding relationship and simmer in the breadth of our own. I closed my eyes and pressed a kiss to Hailey’s hair, feeling her hand creeping higher on my thigh. I drew in a deep breath as my leg began to jiggle, her touch shooting electricity through my veins.
“If you’re not careful, we might have to end this party early,” I said.
“Oh, sorry,” Hailey said. “I didn’t realize I’d gone that far up.”
“You don’t need to stop. You just have a certain effect on me.”
“Even with me seven months pregnant?”
I tilted her gaze up toward mine before I captured her lips. They tasted like ketchup and french fries and like the soda she had allowed herself to drink. She tasted like the love I had for her and the warmth that blanketed my body every night. I swiped my tongue against her lips, begging for entrance as she willingly let me in.
She melted into me, her breasts pressing into my strong form.
“Especially seven months pregnant,” I said.
“Can you believe it took us so long to get these two to hang out with each other again?” Hailey asked.
“You would think we were asking them to run for president,” I said.
“Or become the pope.”
“Or summon the devil,” I said.
“Can you say devil so close behind pope?” Hailey asked.
“I think I’d be more concerned with the fact that we just attempted to relate the pope to the devil in the first place,” I said.
Hailey’s giggle fell from her lips, and it set my soul aflame with happiness. This night was perfect. Drew and Anna were dancing and enjoying each other’s presence again, I was holding the love of my world next to my body, and there was no stress to be found. I was glad we could be here to witness the two of them reconnect, but I was even happier that Hailey and I had finally taken a little slice of happiness for ourselves for once.
“Want to go dance?” Hailey asked.
“I thought you’d never ask,” I said.
Chapter 12
Hailey
I danced in Bryan’s arms as we swayed on the dance floor. Even though the music was upbeat and lively, it still felt good to swing in his arms. My back was pressed to his chest, and his hands were cupping my stomach. I could feel our child kicking against his hands, pulling a smile across his cheeks. With every kick our unborn child made, Bryan kissed my shoulder. This moment couldn’t have gotten any more perfect, and as I leaned my head back onto Bryan’s shoulder, I felt his lips descend onto my neck.
After a few songs, my feet started to ache. I could feel my movements sputtering as my knees grew weak. Bryan tightened his grip around me before he led me off the floor, and we made our way back to the booth.
We were about to sit down before I grabbed his wrist.
“You ready to go?” he asked.
“I think Drew and Anna are enjoying their evening, so why crowd them?” I asked.
Bryan’s eyes looked over my shoulder before a grin crawled across his cheeks. I had spotted them a few times on the dance floor as Drew spun my sister around. They looked radiant together like they had during the first double-date we had done. They were lost in one another the same way I would always lose myself in Bryan’s eyes, and I figured they would be none the wiser if we slipped out.
Plus, I could feel a warm bath calling for me.
“Let’s get out of here,” Bryan said. “I’ll take you home.”
“Such a gentleman,” I said with a smirk. “Will I get a kiss out of it?”
“Play your cards right, and you just might.”
I felt really good despite all of the things looming in the back of my mind. Part of me wished I could’ve had a few drinks to help settle my nerves, but it was going to be a long time before I could do that again. I planned on breastfeeding this little one from my breasts that seemed to keep growing and getting more sensitive with each passing day. There were days where I would step into a hot shower and squeeze them just to relieve some of the tension. Every single baby book I’d ever read warned me against that. They explained how that would just signal my breast tissue to increase its milk supply. But sometimes the pain was unbearable, and I had no other choice.
Either way, alcohol wasn’t happening for at least six more months. But probably more.
As we rode back to the house, my eyes traveled the length of Bryan’s body. I could feel myself heating up in his presence. I could feel my libido taking over my rational thought. In the glow of the moonlight, with his legs flexing as he drove his truck, he looked sexy as hell. The light scruff on his face that was tickling my neck while he kissed me sent shivers down my spine, and I could feel my pelvis tightening with want.
“What?” Bryan asked.
“Nothing,” I said. “Just admiring.”
I reached over and placed my hand on his thigh, creeping it steadily closer to his crotch. I felt him trying to back away from me, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. I started my massaging again as I pulled his girth to life. His backing away turned into a slow undulation of his hips, and I knew then and there that I had him.
We pulled up to the house, and the two of us stumbled out. I waddled up to the porch as Bryan followed behind, unlocking the door as fast as he could. We both pushed through and slammed the door behind us, making our way up the stairs. Our clothes were being stripped from our bodies as we left a trail of them in our wake, our legs stumbling on our way into the bedroom before we collapsed.
“Such a naughty woman,” Bryan said into my neck. “Teasing me like you were all night.”
“What can I-I say?” I asked. “You’re irresistab—oh, right there.”
Bryan’s tongue danced along my breasts, kissing every spot he knew made me shiver. We had sunken to the floor, taking up residence on the carpet of our shared bedroom. His languid hands, built up with calluses, roamed around the growing curves of my body. But I didn’t want to be on my back this time.
This time, I wanted to be in control.
I lifted myself up and pulled Bryan to the floor. I rolled us over and straddled his pelvis, my wetness dripping onto his growing thickness. My lips peppered his neck with kisses as my pregnant stomach pressed into his abdomen. I felt beautiful in his arms. I felt wanted in the way his eyes raked over my body. He was grunting and groaning as his cock pulsed against my folds, begging for entrance into my body.
Even as swollen as I was, I felt like the most beautiful woman in the world.
Planting my hands on his chiseled chest, I rolled my hips and captured his dick. It slid effortlessly into my body, pulling a moan from my throat. He filled me so perfectly. He hit every single spot that made me jolt. My knees sank into the carpet as my legs spread for him. His hands descended onto my hips, and he gripped me tightly. Our eyes connected as we both began to pant, and I could feel him throbbing against my walls.
“Please move,” Bryan said. “Just do something.”
I loved the sound of his begging.
Slowly, I dug my hips into his. Bryan’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as my body swallowed him down. My stomach settled onto his, and my breasts brushed along his chest. My stretch marks were glowing in the limelight of the moon streaming through the curtains. Everything about me was on display as I rocked against his hips, every single imperfection that had ever arisen since my body started molding and changing. Yet I felt perfect in the arms of the man I loved.
Faster and faster I rolled, desperate to chase my own release. My clit was poking out from underneath its fleshy hood, seeking any friction it could gain. Bryan’s hand moved from my hip and grazed over my stomach, sinking between my legs as it found my sensitive bud.
My head fell back, and I gasped as his hips came up to pound into mine.
Fluids were slicked everywhere as our juices spread along our skin. Bryan’s fingers circled my swollen clit, driving me to the edge of pleasure with his girth filling me to the brim. I lost myself in the feel of his body as my brow began to sweat. Lewd and luscious sounds dripped from my lips as my head grew dizzy. Stars burst in my vision as his fingers moved faster, drawing on the heat building beneath the tips of my toes.