forty-eight. We’re going to keep trying for as long as it takes.”
While I was glad to have some of the pressure off, I couldn’t help but say, “Four years? Please tell me we can to go a doctor way before then if I’m still not pregnant.”
“We’ll go to a doctor, I promise.” He pulled me closer to him and I parted my legs, anticipating him entering me again.
However, I didn’t think a trip to the doctor would be necessary. As Andrew bent down to kiss my breasts again, they still felt tender and sensitive, like changes in them were already occurring. This might be it, I might be pregnant , I crowed to myself.
But I didn’t want to say anything to Andrew until I took a pregnancy test and knew for sure. In the meantime, I was happy to have him cover my body with his and slide his cock inside me. I arched my hips up to meet his dick, wanting as much of him in me as deep as possible.
Andrew apparently wanted the same thing because he thrust into me with as much enthusiasm as I pushed up to meet him. The incredible friction created by our simultaneous movements only increased the sticky wetness already present between my legs. It didn’t take long before we rocked together in a frantic harmony that made it seem like we’d been apart for nine months instead of nine days.
I could hardly catch my breath as I clawed my fingers into his muscular back. His balls bumped up against my pussy as he pounded into me deeper than he ever had before. Perhaps my tight hole had finally gotten used to his massive cock, or maybe I’d just begun to relax more, secure in the knowledge I might actually be pregnant this time.
Andrew’s thrusts came faster and harder as I buried my face in his shoulder. He nailed my bud once, twice, before I experienced my release. Sparks blazed through me as my heart pounded out of my chest. I hung on to Andrew as he came again, tightening my legs around his waist as his seed poured into me.
Even after the pulsations from his cock subsided, Andrew remained inside of me. He stroked the side of my face with his fingers and said, “I missed you so much. I’m really glad to be back home and here with you.”
I leaned into his touch. “I’m glad you’re back too. I like it better when you’re here.”
“More business trips are going to come up,” he warned. “I’ll try to limit them, or when I can’t, keep them as brief as possible. If they turn out to be as long as this one was, I’ll arrange to have you accompany me.”
I nodded and snuggled closer to him, relishing the warmth of his hard body. Perhaps by the next time he had to go away on business, I’d already be pregnant with our child. The baby wouldn’t be any substitute for Andrew, but maybe it would keep me from missing him so much while he was away.
CHAPTER FOUR
Three days passed before I drove my new Prius into town to buy a pregnancy test. Andrew hadn’t returned to work before then, and I didn’t want to arouse any suspicions and get his hopes up before I knew anything for sure. Besides, we were too busy still celebrating his return home for me to even think about leaving him to go shopping.
Yet, anticipation began to build in me as I got closer and closer to the store. I was pretty sure I was pregnant but still wanted the confirmation. My breasts were not only tender, but they were growing fuller too. Even Andrew had remarked on it this morning in bed, squeezing them and saying, “I can tell Henri’s cooking agrees with you. There’s more of you to love in one of my favorite parts of your body.”
I playfully slapped his hand away. “You don’t get to fondle my chest and call me fat at the same time.”
“I didn’t say you were fat.” Andrew resumed his caresses. “You’re just becoming more than a handful. Of course, I’ve known you were more than a handful for a while now.”
“Okay, that’s it. If you’re going to label me a high maintenance fatty, then you can go to work without getting
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