Chapter 25
ETHAN
“Fuck,” Kiara moaned, bracing her hands on her desk when I thrust into her from behind. Her legs trembled, and the desk bumped into the wall attached to her classroom.
My hands smoothed down to her thighs, squeezing the soft skin when I reared back and rammed inside her. “Oh, God. Ethan!”
I groaned, and she whimpered, my length caressing her velvety tight walls. The warm pressure of her weeping pussy was enough to drive me to the edge as I throbbed achingly inside her.
“Come on, Kiara!” I growled, lightly smacking her ass and yanking her hair. I gradually increased my thrusts, her breathy moans echoing in her office, her blouse ruffled, and pressed her breasts down on the cold wooden surface.
“Please, Ethan. Oh, fuck,” she let out a sweet whimper, my thrusts aiming at her sensitive spot when her body started trembling, her orgasm teetering on the edge.
“I am right there with you, Bella,” I panted, releasing her hair and holding her hips with both of my hands.
Her delicious walls clenching me when she started spasming and came with a groan.
I pushed deeper, grunting softly, and released my load inside her wet cavern, her body convulsing and withering when I caressed her back.
I pressed a kiss to her neck, my hand caressing the taut belly bump. “Are you okay?” I asked, pulling out of her. I took a handful of tissues from the box on her desk to clean her up, then dropped them in the dustbin.
She sighed, giving me a small hum, not opening her eyes.
With a small smile, I turned her around and smoothed my hands down her waist. I kissed her neck, giving soft kisses to her pert nipples, her breasts bigger and more tender than before as I kneaded them and covered them with the cups of her bra, fixing her blouse.
“I really love your cock, Ethan,” Kiara whispered, her amber eyes hooded.
“I am glad you love me for my cock, Bella,” I teased, straightening her underwear and pulling her trousers over her legs. I buttoned them, making sure they weren’t too tight for her bump. I pressed a kiss to her growing stomach and stood up to my full height.
She cupped my face, her thumb stroking my cheek lovingly. “I could easily fall in love with you, Ethan.”
I smiled at her. “I already have, Kiara.”
She froze, knowing my confession was out of the blue. I squeezed her waist, “Shh, stop thinking. Take your time, you don’t have to answer right away.”
Kiara relaxed, her warm eyes glinting with golden flecks. “I am halfway there, E. I took the biggest fart on the heart for you,” she grinned, pressing a close-mouthed kiss on my lips.
“So did I, sweetheart. Now finish your lunch before you need to get to your class.”
Her eyes dropped to my pants. She licked her lips and batted her lashes at me, “Will I get the dessert?”
A chuckle poured out of me as I pulled out a chair for her, “You are insatiable.”
She truly was. She was eight weeks pregnant and ever since we found out about it, we had been having sex like wild animals and our libido had increased ten folds.
We had planned for a small lunch date in her office during the lunch hours, but as soon as I opened the door to her office to greet her, she had pounced on me, begging me to fuck her like a wanton woman.
I hadn’t complained one bit, wanting to satisfy all her needs.
I loved and cherished her, what was there to complain about?
“Are you sure you can finish all that?” I asked, watching her eat chicken like a starved woman.
“Babe, I am growing a child inside me. Do you think that’s easy?” she licked her lips, eyeing my plate, “Are you sure you will finish it?”
Shaking my head, I pushed my plate toward her and took a sip of my beer, changing the channel on the television. We had taken a warm shower together, making her come three times in a row after she sucked me off. We ordered some fried chicken and cuddled on the couch.
I caressed her stomach, already excited to talk to the tiny human being growing inside her and read them stories.
We didn’t have the time to tell our parents, as we were both busy with our work and preparing for the auction, which was happening in a couple of weeks.
So, we decided to break the good news to our friends and family together at dinner that day.
If all went well, Karan wouldn’t try to punch me for getting his little sister pregnant.
There was a very intense look in her eyes when she sipped on her glass of water, her appetite full.
“What are you thinking, Bella?” I whispered.
She blinked her eyes at me, a small smile curving on her lips before she shook her head. “I need to go pee,” she groaned, frustration ringing in her voice as I watched her amble to the washroom. She hated living in the washroom for half of her day.
As we cuddled on the bed later that night, my hand caressing her bump, we both talked about the baby names, wondering if it would be a girl or a boy. I told her it would be a little princess, but she frowned at me and said she wanted a son like me, which made me blush.
We couldn’t be happier.
But late in the night, when it was cloudy and dark, I woke up when Kiara shuffled in her sleep. That was normal, but what wasn’t normal was the blood on the sheets. Her face was scrunched in pain. I gently woke her up.
“Bella,” I said, her eyes opening up to me. “You are bleeding.”