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weight to one side. With his free hand, he flutters his fingers up my right inner thigh. As soon as he reaches the warmth between my legs I let out a gasp.
“Yes, let all of that tension out baby. Let me have all of it.”
Before I can open my eyes he pushes one, then two, fingers inside me slowly.
“You’re so wet for me, Candace.”
I moan and squeeze my eyes shut even tighter as I tilt my hips up, causing his fingers to go deeper.
“Yes, that’s it. You like it deep. I know you do.”
“Mmm hmm,” is all I can manage to mumble out.
His fingers move in and out, not too fast and not too slow. It’s a steady and delicious build. He leans down and my entire body tenses when I feel his warm, wet tongue circle my aching clit. In harmony with his fingers he sucks it in and out of his mouth gently while continuing to circle it with his tongue. I feel the fire inside me getting hotter, burning brighter, and my breathing becomes erratic. Sweat beads form above my brows and I feel lightheaded in the very best possible way. He increases the speed of his fingers and I can’t take it another moment.
“Oh God, Brisban. Please!”
“Please what, Baby?”
“I need to come. Now,” I plead with him.
He doesn’t say a word. His fingers curl up and his tongue flicks my clit back and forth with precision and speed. My hips tilt upward and I writhe against his face, releasing every ounce of tension, worry, fear, and doubt. I’m floating and my limbs feel weightless. Before I can get my wits about me, the bed shifts, his mouth and fingers disappear from between my legs and are replaced by his beautiful cock. He guides himself inside me as deeply as he can go and my entire body jerks.
My eyes flutter open and Brisban’s eyes meet mine. I reach out and wrap my arms around him. Feeling him as he lowers his bodyweight onto me, I exhale. Slowing his pace, we meld into one motion. His face nuzzles into the crook of my neck and I can feel the heat of his heavy breathing against my skin. With every thrust he makes I push my hips up. We move together perfectly and, for the first time, it truly feels like more than sex. We are loving each other with our bodies and our hearts. Every movement, touch, and kiss is bringing us closer to becoming one.
3 weeks later…
BRISBAN HAS DEALT WITH THE pregnancy news far better than I ever expected or could have hoped for. I almost wonder if he’s holding back just for the sake of not hurting my feelings. He comes over nearly every day and has spent a few nights. We have also gone on some actual dates which has really been nice. I’ve avoided discussions about our future with the baby. I’m not even sure what I want so I can’t pressure him for answers I don’t even have myself.
He’s invited me over to his place for dinner tonight. I’m not sure why but he’s being extremely secretive about it. So far all he will say is it’s a surprise . I have no idea what he’s up to. Janette is convinced he’s going to propose to me. That’s not happening—she’s crazy. There’s absolutely no way in hell he’s popping the question. I’ve tried to keep myself as busy as possible all day but I can’t lie. I’m anxious and more than ready to go see him. I think I’ve checked my emails a million times, spent far too much time on Facebook, and my house can’t get much cleaner. I am exhausted. The fatigue has come swiftly into my life with the pregnancy. I can’t ever remember feeling this sleepy all of the time. Glancing over at the clock, I have enough time to take a power nap before getting ready. I send him a quick text.
Me: Taking a little nap then will be up and getting ready to head on over. See you soon.
Smiling I tap the send button and go lay down on the sofa. If I get in my bed I may not wake up until tomorrow. My phone dings.
Brisban: That sounds good. Both of you need your rest. Looking forward to what I have planned for you tonight. Love
“Yes, let all of that tension out baby. Let me have all of it.”
Before I can open my eyes he pushes one, then two, fingers inside me slowly.
“You’re so wet for me, Candace.”
I moan and squeeze my eyes shut even tighter as I tilt my hips up, causing his fingers to go deeper.
“Yes, that’s it. You like it deep. I know you do.”
“Mmm hmm,” is all I can manage to mumble out.
His fingers move in and out, not too fast and not too slow. It’s a steady and delicious build. He leans down and my entire body tenses when I feel his warm, wet tongue circle my aching clit. In harmony with his fingers he sucks it in and out of his mouth gently while continuing to circle it with his tongue. I feel the fire inside me getting hotter, burning brighter, and my breathing becomes erratic. Sweat beads form above my brows and I feel lightheaded in the very best possible way. He increases the speed of his fingers and I can’t take it another moment.
“Oh God, Brisban. Please!”
“Please what, Baby?”
“I need to come. Now,” I plead with him.
He doesn’t say a word. His fingers curl up and his tongue flicks my clit back and forth with precision and speed. My hips tilt upward and I writhe against his face, releasing every ounce of tension, worry, fear, and doubt. I’m floating and my limbs feel weightless. Before I can get my wits about me, the bed shifts, his mouth and fingers disappear from between my legs and are replaced by his beautiful cock. He guides himself inside me as deeply as he can go and my entire body jerks.
My eyes flutter open and Brisban’s eyes meet mine. I reach out and wrap my arms around him. Feeling him as he lowers his bodyweight onto me, I exhale. Slowing his pace, we meld into one motion. His face nuzzles into the crook of my neck and I can feel the heat of his heavy breathing against my skin. With every thrust he makes I push my hips up. We move together perfectly and, for the first time, it truly feels like more than sex. We are loving each other with our bodies and our hearts. Every movement, touch, and kiss is bringing us closer to becoming one.
3 weeks later…
BRISBAN HAS DEALT WITH THE pregnancy news far better than I ever expected or could have hoped for. I almost wonder if he’s holding back just for the sake of not hurting my feelings. He comes over nearly every day and has spent a few nights. We have also gone on some actual dates which has really been nice. I’ve avoided discussions about our future with the baby. I’m not even sure what I want so I can’t pressure him for answers I don’t even have myself.
He’s invited me over to his place for dinner tonight. I’m not sure why but he’s being extremely secretive about it. So far all he will say is it’s a surprise . I have no idea what he’s up to. Janette is convinced he’s going to propose to me. That’s not happening—she’s crazy. There’s absolutely no way in hell he’s popping the question. I’ve tried to keep myself as busy as possible all day but I can’t lie. I’m anxious and more than ready to go see him. I think I’ve checked my emails a million times, spent far too much time on Facebook, and my house can’t get much cleaner. I am exhausted. The fatigue has come swiftly into my life with the pregnancy. I can’t ever remember feeling this sleepy all of the time. Glancing over at the clock, I have enough time to take a power nap before getting ready. I send him a quick text.
Me: Taking a little nap then will be up and getting ready to head on over. See you soon.
Smiling I tap the send button and go lay down on the sofa. If I get in my bed I may not wake up until tomorrow. My phone dings.
Brisban: That sounds good. Both of you need your rest. Looking forward to what I have planned for you tonight. Love
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