James leaned down and kissed my belly button softly. It was almost too sweet, too tender for how turned on I was right now. I was glad to be getting these signs that he loved me, but I also wanted him to show me how sexually attractive he found me.
He
finally unbuttoned my pants, working them down. I laid there, completely paralyzed, wondering how he felt about me. Even though we had only had sex eight hours before, I knew that, now that I was pregnant, he would see me in a whole new light.
As he worked his way up to my flower, he kissed me over my panties. He seemed to breathe in my scent as he did so. I shivered with anticipation.
“Allie?”
“Mmm?” I responded. It wasn't really a coherent word.
“This,” he started. Then, he pulled my panties to the side. He touched my opening gently, pressing along the sides and beginning to loosen me up. “This is mine. Forever. No matter how secret we have to keep it.”
I whimpered.
He kept teasing me, not touching my clit and not fingering me. “Are we agreed?”
I whimpered again. At least this time it sounded like an “mmm hmm.”
I could hear him practically growl as I laid there, still unable to move. “Mine!” he cried out, sounding very possessive. With a quick motion, he put his fingers inside of my panties and tore harder than he ever had before, ripping them in half. I recognized him snapping, so fiercely caught up in his own lust that he lost control.
I began to pull my shirt the rest of the way off as he tore his shirt off, his buttons skittering across the floor. Just one more shirt to add to his pile of ruined shirts due to me, I thought with a smile. His pants were off in another moment, his cock at full attention. I started to pull the remnants of my panties off my body but he was on top of me, kissing me as he positioned himself over me. I wrapped my hands around his back instead.
“This is mine,” he said again, pushing himself within my body quickly. I gasped with the suddenness of it, but he must have known how wet I was. He slid right in, completing me, making me whole. I knew then that my life would be good as long as he was a part of me.
“I love you, Allie,” he said before kissing me. He continued to thrust.
I broke the kiss. “Oh, I love you so much, James. I've loved you for as long as I've known you.”
“Me too,” he agreed, though as usual I wasn't sure if he was talking about loving me or loving himself. I didn't care. I just needed to feel him inside of me.
He pushed deep inside of me, then pulled out. He pushed me over on my side, then got behind me, spooning me. I guided him inside of me as he wrapped his hands around my breasts, pulling me up closer to his body. We writhed together as I felt his penetrations going as deep as possible. He grabbed my chin and pulled it to the side, bringing me in for a kiss. We kissed deeply and tenderly as our bodies remained joined.
He moved his hands to my belly, and my own hands went on top of his. Just having his hands there, knowing that he knew about our baby, brought me closer and closer to orgasm. I parted my legs a little more, reaching down there and seeking my own pleasure center.
He reached all the way around me, wrapping me up even closer in his arms. I could feel him begin to swell as he continued to quest into my body. “Please,” I whispered. “Please come inside me.”
I could feel his whole body undulating, using every muscle to get as deep inside me as he could. My orgasm got closer and closer as he began to gasp and shake. I wanted him so badly I could scream.
“Please,” I moaned louder. “Please, make me yours.”
I felt him thrust deep one last time, pushing deep within me. My orgasm hit and I felt my body clench on his as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through me. As I felt the first splash within me, I began to shake.
I didn't deserve to feel this good. Nobody deserved to feel this good.
Yet it felt so right as I remained wrapped up in James' strong arms. He continued to thrust within me, making sure every last drop of his seed ended up inside my body, making sure that I was marked as his forever. I relished every moment of it.
As his movements slowed and then stopped, he didn't pull out of me. He stayed within me. It had been a long day, and now that I was here and wrapped in his arms, all I wanted to do was sleep.
“I love you, Allie.” They were the last words I heard before I drifted off in his arms.
Chapter Forty-Four
“Wake up, Allie!”
I tried to ignore the voice. I was having a wonderful dream. James was holding a perfect little baby in a blue blanket. Everyone from my parents to all our friends was there and everyone was happy and congratulating us. No strange glances or worried looks about our relationship. We were just two parents, thoroughly in love and celebrating the birth of our child.
“ALLIE!” James was more insistent this time.