Chapter Five
Morgan was still trembling on the counter when she laughed softly, breathlessly. “Okay, I’m tapping out for a bit. This pregnant girl is exhausted.” She slid off the counter on shaky legs and grabbed my hand, tugging me toward the bedroom with a flirty, tired smile.
“Come on, husband,” she purred, glancing back at me.
“Take me to bed. I need a nap… but I don’t want you to be a gentleman about it.
” She bit her lip, eyes sparkling with mischief even as she yawned.
“Feel free to play with me while I sleep. Touch me. Taste me. Wake me up with your mouth or your cock. I think I’d really love that. ”
The invitation sent a hot surge through me. “You’re dangerous when you’re sleepy,” I teased, pulling her close for a deep kiss.
We collapsed onto the huge bed together. Morgan snuggled into my chest, draping one leg over mine. “Promise you’ll use your naughty wife?” she whispered, already sounding half-asleep. “I loved it when you did it last night… waking up full of you. So hot.”
“I promise,” I murmured, kissing her forehead. “Rest, beautiful.”
She smiled and drifted off quickly, her breathing becoming slow and even. She looked incredibly tempting — lips parted, hair wild across the pillow, body soft and marked from our earlier rounds.
I gave her several minutes, just admiring her. Then I started exploring.
I kissed down her body slowly, careful not to wake her too soon.
I spent time on her breasts, sucking gently on her sensitive nipples until they were tight and glistening.
Morgan sighed in her sleep, shifting slightly.
I moved lower, kissing her lower belly where our baby was growing, then spread her thighs.
I settled between her legs and licked her slowly.
Long, broad strokes from her entrance up to her clit, tasting the mix of our cum.
She was deliciously wet. I groaned quietly and dove in deeper, licking and sucking her clit while sliding two fingers inside her.
Morgan’s hips twitched, a soft moan escaping her even though her eyes stayed closed.
I ate her out with patient hunger — licking, sucking, and fingering her slowly while she slept. Her pussy grew wetter, clenching around my fingers. After several minutes, I replaced my fingers with my tongue, pushing it inside her as my thumb circled her clit.
Morgan’s breathing grew ragged. Her thighs trembled around my head. I kept going, devouring her until her body started responding more actively — hips rolling sleepily against my mouth.
Finally, I couldn’t wait any longer. I moved up, spooning her from behind. I lifted her top leg and pressed my throbbing cock against her slick entrance. Slowly, I pushed inside her, groaning as her tight heat enveloped me.
Morgan let out a long, sleepy moan as I filled her completely. I started fucking her with deep, slow strokes, one hand on her belly and the other reaching around to rub her clit.
“So perfect,” I whispered against her neck. “Taking my cock so well even while you’re sleeping.”
She stirred more, pushing back against me. “Mmm… Nick… yes…” Her voice was thick with sleep and pleasure.
I kept thrusting, gradually picking up speed as she woke up. “Couldn’t resist you,” I growled softly. “You feel too good.”
“Don’t stop,” she breathed, reaching back to grip my thigh. “Fuck me… fill me again while I’m still sleepy.”
I drove into her harder, one hand kneading her breast as I fucked her from behind. Morgan moaned louder, her body fully waking up but still soft and warm with sleep. She reached back, gripping my thigh, then suddenly twisted in my arms.
“Roll over,” she whispered, voice husky and needy. “I want to ride you.”
I pulled out just long enough for her to push me onto my back. She climbed on top, straddling me with sleepy, sexy grace. Her hair was a wild mess, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes were still heavy-lidded as she positioned herself over my throbbing cock.
She sank down slowly, taking every thick inch with a long, satisfied moan. “Mmm… that’s better,” she breathed, settling fully onto me. “I love feeling you this deep.”
Morgan started riding me with lazy, sensual rolls of her hips.
Her hands rested on my chest for balance as she moved, grinding down in delicious circles before lifting up and sinking again.
I watched her in awe — her full breasts bouncing gently, her slightly soft belly, the way her pussy stretched around my cock.
“Fuck, you look incredible,” I groaned, gripping her hips. “My pregnant wife riding me like she can’t get enough.”
She smiled down at me, still a little sleepy but clearly enjoying every second.
“I can’t. Even after everything we’ve done today…
I still want more of you.” She leaned forward, bracing her hands on my shoulders, and started bouncing harder.
Her tits swayed right above my face. I captured one nipple in my mouth, sucking greedily as she rode me.
“Yes—suck them,” she gasped. “They’re so sensitive because of you.”
I kept one hand on her belly and the other on her ass, helping her move faster. The wet sounds of her pussy sliding up and down my cock filled the room. Morgan’s moans grew louder and needier as she chased her pleasure.
“Look at me,” I told her. “Watch your husband while you ride my cock.”
Her eyes locked onto mine, hazy with lust. “I’m yours now,” she panted. “Your knocked-up little wife. I let you breed me… and I loved every second of it.”
The words pushed me closer to the edge. I thrust up to meet her bounces, driving deeper. Morgan’s rhythm became frantic. She sat up straighter, hands on my chest again, and rode me hard until she came with a trembling cry, her pussy clamping down around me in powerful waves.
The feeling was too much. I gripped her hips tightly and pulled her down as I came, flooding her with another thick load while groaning her name.
Morgan collapsed onto my chest, breathing hard, still joined with me. She kissed my neck softly.
“I could get used to waking up like this,” she murmured with a tired, satisfied smile.