Shane #3
He laughs and hugs me tighter to him. “I much prefer your sweets.” Oh, he’s in the mood. “What would you like to do, Angel?”
“Hmm, can we go swimming?” I’ve only been in the indoor pool once since I moved in.
“Sure, we can do that.” He takes my hand with a smile and guides us to our room.
Shane heads to his closet while I go to mine, grabbing a sexy bikini Ronnie had gotten me for our vacation and bringing it over to the bathroom.
I quickly get undressed but stop when I see myself in the mirror.
I let my eyes run over the changes occurring to my body, loving the slight bump my stomach now holds, the way my breasts seem a little heavier than they used to be.
Shane tells me every night about how much he loves my body, and it helps me a lot with not feeling so self-conscious about it. I’m used to being naked around Shane by now, but sometimes I do still get shy and have this itch to hide when I walk around naked.
I quickly grab my robe, tying it around my waist and leaving the bathing suit on the vanity. I find him waiting for me by the door with a hand stretched out for me to take, and I gladly do so.
We head over to the other side of the house, where the flooring goes down a step, and push open the big thick doors that keep the moisture from the pool and sauna out from the rest of the house.
Once inside, Shane sets his phone down on one of the chairs and removes his robe.
I wait until he’s done and facing me to do the same.
I slowly pull on the tie to my robe, letting it fall open and exposing my midsection to him.
It isn’t until I shrug it off my shoulders and let it pool at my feet that his eyes widen, and his mouth practically salivates with hunger.
“Jesus, Angel. I’ll never get over how gorgeous you are.” He stands there, staring as I head over to the stairs and begin descending into the warm water.
“Are you coming?” I murmur, looking over my shoulder.
“In so many ways.” He rips off his swim trunks so quickly, he almost falls over in the process.
I’m laughing as he takes big steps over to me with purpose.
His arm pulls me to him as my legs wrap around his waist. I can feel his thick, hard penis between us, my clit rubbing against it as I grind my hips into him.
It doesn’t take me long to get wet, and I don’t mean by the water surrounding us.
I’ve been extremely horny since the beginning of my pregnancy and my craving for Shane only intensifies more and more every day.
We make out for a little while before he flips me over and places me against the side of the pool in the shallow end, the water hitting just below my breasts. His fingers slide through my lips from behind then circles my aching bud.
My head falls back against his shoulder as I moan. I’m not just hornier, I’m also more sensitive. “Shane, please…”
“What is it, sweetheart? What do you want?” He kisses along my neck as he pushes a finger inside, then two.
“You know what I want,” I breathe.
He kisses up to my ear and whispers, “Say it.”
A shiver runs down my spine, my nipples hardening to the point of pain. “I want you to fill my pussy with your cock.”
He growls and bites my earlobe, before removing his fingers and penetrating me with one powerful thrust. I cry out, my hands gripping the edge of the pool as he rocks against me.
The sensation is different in here with the water, but I’m not complaining. He might not be plowing into me relentlessly like he normally would when I use dirty words, but feeling him pump deep inside of me still makes my toes curl and my eyes roll to the back of my head.
“Oh, Shane. I’m already so close,” I moan. A part of me wanting to reach that high immediately, while the other wants this sensation to last forever.
“God, I’ve thought about you all day, Angel. I couldn’t wait to get home, to be inside of you like this,” he grunts and I can already feel him thickening inside of me.
He quickly pulls out, turns me around once more, and lifts me out of the pool and onto the tiled floor. He then jumps up as well and settles back between my legs, holding onto my thighs as he pushes back into me while I lean on my forearms.
This time, he uses all his strength as he drills into me repeatedly until my walls tighten around him, and my body begins to quiver.
I cry out his name as I tumble over the edge and into the sweet abyss of my orgasm.
He follows soon after, throwing his head back as he roars and shoots his warmth deep inside of me.
We’re both panting as he collapses beside me and brings me against his side, kissing my forehead. “I suddenly really love this pool.”
I giggle, turning my face into him. “Me too.”
“You know, when you said you wanted to go for a swim, I was hoping you’d put on that sexy bathing suit you wore on your trip to Fiji. But this,” he gestures with his hand to my naked body with a breathless laugh, “much better. So much better.”
I smile, caressing his chest with the tip of my fingers. “I had planned to put that one on, but then I thought you’d appreciate this more.”
“Oh, I definitely do, but I still wouldn’t say no to seeing you in that swimsuit. God, Angel, you were absolutely ravishing in that picture. I don’t think I ever came so fast in my life after receiving it.”
I gasp, lifting my head to look at him better as my blush begins to spread. “You did not!”
“I sure as hell did.” He laughs. “Jerked off every single night to it, sometimes even twice a day. I still use it occasionally during away games. Does the trick every time.”
“Oh my God, I can’t believe you right now.” I drop my reddened face to his chest, giggling away with him.