Read Online Baby (Laundromat Chonicles Book 3) by Angie Merriam - Free Book Online

Seeing all this stuff just makes it more real, huh?”
    “Yeah. It does. You still okay with it?” she asked carefully, her self-doubt creeping in again.
    “Are you kidding, I can’t wait to see the little angel in this pink… uhh… what is this?” I hold up a small piece of cloth.
    “That’s a onesie,” she tells me, giggling. I love it when she’s happy.
    “Yeah, in this onesie. I am more than okay, babe. I’m fucking excited.” She smiles at me, before leaning in for a kiss. We haven’t had sex forever. As soon as she started to really show, she didn’t want me to see her naked. No amount of reassurance helped her so I backed off. Figure we have a lifetime to have sex. This kiss though, it’s more than her normal quick kisses. Her lips linger on mine for so long that I’m afraid she’ll pull away. I miss being this close to her, this intimate.
    Cautiously I reach my hand up to her cheek then to the back of her head where my fingers intertwine with her hair. Her hands wrap around me as the eagerness behind the kiss intensifies. “Hap,” she whispers as she breaks away. I knew it wouldn’t last long, and I’m convincing myself that it’s okay. I’ll jerk off in the bathroom later when her next words break my thoughts. “I want to have sex. I miss you.”
    “Are you sure?” I ask carefully prepared to back off but hoping like hell she doesn’t want me to.
    “I’m more than sure,” she replies before backing away slightly. With her eyes on mine, she lifts her shirt over her head revealing the body she’s been trying to keep hidden from me. As soon as the shirt is tossed to the side she removes her bra, letting her tits fall naturally. Lena doesn’t have small breasts to begin with but holy fuck, I hadn’t noticed how much bigger they’d gotten with the pregnancy.
    “Oh shit,” I say, not meaning to say it out loud.
    “What? I look gross, huh?” She immediately begins to cover herself, and I grab her arms, pushing them back down to her side.
    “No, you’re not gross. I didn’t think you could get any more beautiful. More perfect. I was wrong. Your boobs…” I begin, still pleasantly surprised.
    “Yeah, they’ve grown. Want to touch them?”
    “Oh, I’m gonna do far more than just touch them.” My hand reaches to her, gently taking one swollen mound, kneading the tissue before playing with her nipple. As soon as it’s hard I move to the next breast repeating the motion. “If I go much further I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop,” I tell her as my dick grows impatient.
    “I don’t want you to stop.” That’s all I needed to hear before I took one of her tits in my mouth, sucking and teasing, her moaning encouraging me not to stop. When my hand slipped between her legs, they were welcomed by damp panties.
    “You are horny.”
    “I am. I’ve just missed you being so close to me. Being inside of me.”
    “I’ve missed you too, baby.” I slipped a finger inside of her as my mouth devoured hers. Cradling her neck with my free hand, I laid her back gently, my fingers still massaging her pussy. I felt her begin to tighten up and removed my fingers. “Not yet,” I warn, swiftly removing my pants and boxers, tossing them aside.
    “How are we going to do this?” she asks, embarrassment evident in her voice.
    “Don’t worry, just enjoy. Turn on your side.” She listens as I lay down beside her. Reaching around I cup her breast in my hand, gently squeezing as I slip inside her from behind. She lets out a whimper at the intrusion. It’s been a long time, she’s tight. “Am I hurting you?” I ask, not pushing any deeper.
    “No, don’t stop. Just go slow,” she begs. I gently push further inside, inch by inch until my dick is buried inside of her. The warmth surrounding my cock is like coming home. I slowly begin to move in and out while squeezing her tits and nibbling the back of her neck. Our breathing speeds up, keeping in time with each thrust. With every