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Authors: Caridad Pineiro
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step they took toward the bed, another piece of clothing fell off until they were naked and she sat on the edge of the bed, Mark tucked between her spread-eagled legs.
“I didn’t think it was possible, but you’re even more beautiful.” He cradled her breasts and tugged her nipples gently, but the action made her cry out in pleasure-pain. They were incredibly sensitive and he tempered his caress, bent, and kissed each one tenderly.
“So beautiful,” he repeated, licking her nipples and making her shake with want.
“Mark, please,” she keened and braced her feet on the frame of the bed, exposing herself.
“Fuck, Bridget. You make me crazy.” He kissed his way down her body to her center and sucked hard on her swollen clit. He eased his fingers into her and she clenched around him, quickly at the edge of her climax.
If this is what pregnancy hormones did to you, I’m all onboard , she thought as with another suck of his mouth and twist of his fingers, her orgasm swept over her.
Mark nearly came at the sight of her, lost in pleasure. Her breasts were fuller and her nipples were darker, like ripe berries. His mouth watered and his cock swelled as the aroma of her arousal and her cries of satisfaction filled his senses.
He bent and tasted her nipples again. So sweet and so sensitive. Against his hand her pussy throbbed with each tender pull of his mouth.
It was more than he could take. He guided himself to her center and drove in, working himself deep within. Fighting for control as with each lick and suck of his mouth, she caressed him.
She pushed against the bed with those strong lean legs he loved and he broke away from her breasts to watch her. With each thrust of his hips, she welcomed him until he was almost mindlessly plowing into her, savoring her release and seeking his own.
He reached down, cupped her buttocks, and tilted the angle of her hips. With a few more deep thrusts, his climax crashed over him. He ground into her and stilled, lost in her in every way that was possible.
“I love you, Bridget. I love you,” he said and kissed her.
“I love you, too,” Bridget whispered against his lips and embraced him.
She wanted to share her suspicions, but was afraid to do so in case she was wrong. The last thing she wanted was to give him hope and then disappoint him. Instead, she kept her secrets and held him close until the last fleeting remnants of their loving faded.
Together they dressed and shared dinner. Cuddled together on the couch afterward to watch a movie and make love again.
She didn’t think she could ever get enough of him and was thankful that he seemed to feel the same way.
Sated, they climbed into bed and she fell asleep almost instantly. But she was jolted abruptly awake early the next morning by another sickening storm of nausea. She raced to the bathroom and lost last night’s meal.
Mark was immediately at her side, comforting her until the bout of sickness had passed.
“Are you okay? Maybe you should go see a doctor,” he said and brushed a sweat-dampened lock of hair back from her face.
“I’m all right. I just need a second,” she said and although he was reluctant, he agreed and left her alone.
She braced her hands on the toilet seat and stood. Washed her hands, rinsed her mouth, brushed her teeth, and grabbed one of the pregnancy tests from where she had hidden them in the wicker basket with the guest towels.
Following the directions in the box, she took the first test and within minutes, the little plus sign confirmed her suspicions.
“Bridget, can I do anything?” Mark said from beyond the wood of the door, his voice slightly muffled.
“Not right now, honey,” she called out and grabbed a second test kit. She didn’t want to take any chances and be wrong about her suspicions.
She repeated the test and again it came up positive. She placed the test on the edge of the sink next to the first one. Stared
“I didn’t think it was possible, but you’re even more beautiful.” He cradled her breasts and tugged her nipples gently, but the action made her cry out in pleasure-pain. They were incredibly sensitive and he tempered his caress, bent, and kissed each one tenderly.
“So beautiful,” he repeated, licking her nipples and making her shake with want.
“Mark, please,” she keened and braced her feet on the frame of the bed, exposing herself.
“Fuck, Bridget. You make me crazy.” He kissed his way down her body to her center and sucked hard on her swollen clit. He eased his fingers into her and she clenched around him, quickly at the edge of her climax.
If this is what pregnancy hormones did to you, I’m all onboard , she thought as with another suck of his mouth and twist of his fingers, her orgasm swept over her.
Mark nearly came at the sight of her, lost in pleasure. Her breasts were fuller and her nipples were darker, like ripe berries. His mouth watered and his cock swelled as the aroma of her arousal and her cries of satisfaction filled his senses.
He bent and tasted her nipples again. So sweet and so sensitive. Against his hand her pussy throbbed with each tender pull of his mouth.
It was more than he could take. He guided himself to her center and drove in, working himself deep within. Fighting for control as with each lick and suck of his mouth, she caressed him.
She pushed against the bed with those strong lean legs he loved and he broke away from her breasts to watch her. With each thrust of his hips, she welcomed him until he was almost mindlessly plowing into her, savoring her release and seeking his own.
He reached down, cupped her buttocks, and tilted the angle of her hips. With a few more deep thrusts, his climax crashed over him. He ground into her and stilled, lost in her in every way that was possible.
“I love you, Bridget. I love you,” he said and kissed her.
“I love you, too,” Bridget whispered against his lips and embraced him.
She wanted to share her suspicions, but was afraid to do so in case she was wrong. The last thing she wanted was to give him hope and then disappoint him. Instead, she kept her secrets and held him close until the last fleeting remnants of their loving faded.
Together they dressed and shared dinner. Cuddled together on the couch afterward to watch a movie and make love again.
She didn’t think she could ever get enough of him and was thankful that he seemed to feel the same way.
Sated, they climbed into bed and she fell asleep almost instantly. But she was jolted abruptly awake early the next morning by another sickening storm of nausea. She raced to the bathroom and lost last night’s meal.
Mark was immediately at her side, comforting her until the bout of sickness had passed.
“Are you okay? Maybe you should go see a doctor,” he said and brushed a sweat-dampened lock of hair back from her face.
“I’m all right. I just need a second,” she said and although he was reluctant, he agreed and left her alone.
She braced her hands on the toilet seat and stood. Washed her hands, rinsed her mouth, brushed her teeth, and grabbed one of the pregnancy tests from where she had hidden them in the wicker basket with the guest towels.
Following the directions in the box, she took the first test and within minutes, the little plus sign confirmed her suspicions.
“Bridget, can I do anything?” Mark said from beyond the wood of the door, his voice slightly muffled.
“Not right now, honey,” she called out and grabbed a second test kit. She didn’t want to take any chances and be wrong about her suspicions.
She repeated the test and again it came up positive. She placed the test on the edge of the sink next to the first one. Stared
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