43. Damn Girl
forty-three
Damn Girl
Dylan
“ A re you serious?” I ask Leah after the bomb she just dropped. “You’re ready to be in an actual relationship?”
She smiles. “Call me impulsive, but I’m ready to make the father of my unborn child my boyfriend.”
I can’t help but laugh. “You are by far the craziest woman I’ve ever been with. But damnit, I’m crazy about you.”
“Back at you, Toto.”
I’ve waited months to hear her say she was ready for more. I knew within an hour of meeting her that I wanted us to date. That was further cemented when she said was having my baby. I knew I’d wait for her because she’s worth it.
Now that she’s saying she’s ready, I’m the happiest motherfucker in the world.
I use my finger to pull her chin closer to me. Before our lips touch, I say, “I’m going to make you very happy. ”
After we kiss, she says, “And I’ll make you…crazy.” She laughs. “But I’ll rock your world in the bedroom, so it’ll be worth it.”
“Oh, I know it’ll be worth it,” I say while she pushes me onto my back.
Her hand reaches under the blankets to wrap around my soft cock. Her slow moments have me hardening instantly.
“Damn girl,” I groan.
She kisses me—her tongue dancing with mine as she continues to jerk me.
When I’m standing at attention, she sits up and hooks one leg over me. She straddles me and sinks onto my cock.
With her hands on my chest, she starts slow, riding me and feeling every single sensation.
I look up at her with her dark, wild hair cascading down her back in crazy waves. Her green eyes look at me through hooded lids. She still has the glow from her recent orgasm.
She’s beautiful.
And she’s my fucking girlfriend. I’m one lucky son of a bitch.
I look down at her body and am drawn to her larger than usual chest. I’ve always been more of an ass man than a boob man, but I can’t deny that I love seeing them.
And playing with them.
I reach up to roll her nipples between my fingers, causing her to let out loud moans.
I know Leah has been having issues lately, not thinking she’s sexy with the big pregnant belly. But knowing that belly houses my baby is perfect to me. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her look sexier .
She grinds against me, trying to find the perfect angle. I can tell when she finds it because her moans get louder.
“You are so fucking sexy,” I tell her.
Just when we’re in a comfortable groove, she stops.
“Leah, baby, what’s wrong?”
“Usually, I’m really good at riding a dick, but I can’t go anymore. All the extra weight is exhausting. You’re going to have to take over.”
Don’t have to ask me twice.
She climbs off, and I tell her to get on her hands and knees. After tucking a couple of pillows under her belly, I get behind her. I know how much she loves doggy style because she says it feels the best. I like it because I get to watch her big juicy ass bounce against me.
I push inside and slowly slide in and out. Her pussy is so warm and ready for me.
“You feel so good,” I tell her.
“I need it, Dylan. Fuck me hard and fast.”
That mouth of hers is so hot it should be a sin.
I do as she asks and pound her hard and fast.
“Oh my god!” her screams echo off the walls. Hearing how loud Leah is makes me happy I’m in a house and not an apartment. Wouldn’t want any nosy neighbors hearing what I get to.
My hands glide over the smooth globes of her ass. I can’t get enough of it.
“Just like that,” she moans. “I’m so close.”
I keep going, careful not to change anything so she can come again.
“Pull my hair,” she commands.
I wrap her hair around my fist and pull enough for her to feel it but not hard enough to hurt her.
She reaches under her belly and rubs her clit while I continue to fuck her. I smack her ass, causing her to go buck wild.
“Fuck, Dylan! I’m coming!”
Her pussy contracts around me, squeezing my cock in just the right way. I fall over the edge right behind her.
With one final slap to her ass, I pull out, and we collapse on the bed.
“Damn,” I say with my chest heaving.
“Yeah. Sorry I’m like a whale and can’t do all the usual stuff.”
“No need to apologize. I don’t care how we do it. I’m just grateful you let me on the ride.”
She gets comfortable on her side, and I cuddle up behind her. “If this is too much, just tell me to get off.”
“I kind of like it,” she says. “But give me a few minutes, and I’ll get hot and push you off me.”
I laugh. “Understood.”
I kiss her shoulder. “Do you know how happy you make me?”
“Dyl, I need to warn you that I may not be very good at this relationship thing. The only serious relationships I’ve been in have been highly dysfunctional, so I’ll probably fuck this up.”
“You and I will be fine,” I assure her as I hold her close.
And I mean it.
I’m in love with Leah. I’m not going to say that to her because she’s already taken one huge step tonight. I don’t want to freak her out.
For now, I’ll enjoy this moment with the woman I love sleeping next to me. Six months ago, I knew I was ready to settle down. Never did I fathom that I’d be lying here with the mother of my baby.
I couldn’t be happier.