Page 136 of Burning for You

“We should come together.”

“Sure, if that’s what you want.” My cock agrees as it slides itself in further.

“Love Bug…”

“What is it?”

“Can I… could you go down on me, please?”

I smile. “With pleasure,” I whisper to her, unwrapping my legs, then carefully helping her lie flat on her back.

With her buttocks elevated on top of my bundled jacket, her glorious slit presents itself to me. Her juice has soused her vulva, and somewhere in there my precum has joined the party.

I watch her body squirm as I taste her exquisite wetness.

“Don’t stop…” she sighs.

Despite her weighty belly, the woman moves a lot, making my targeting a bit trickier. But just like I was with her for the first time, my principles remain—I will do the hard work for her pleasure.

I would’ve licked her some more, but she tugs at my shoulder, urging me to come up to her.

In fact, I’m glad she wants me to start pumping, because I’m too turned on right now to be dilly-dallying.

I’m ready to come back to our original position, but she says, “Spoon me, please.”

Smiling, I grant her wish and enter her from behind.

“Goddamn! What if the baby thinks it’s time to get out because she sees you?”

The baby can come out whenever. I’m planning to take Carolyn to Bozeman the day after tomorrow and stay there until she gives birth.

But… wait a minute, did Carolyn say she?

“Did you find out the sex of our baby?”

“What? No. No. I just…” She sighs. “I don’t know why, I keep having these dreams that it’s a girl.”

I feel all fuzzy at the thought of having a daughter, if my fiancée is right.

“Oh look!” Carolyn says as she gazes out the window.

She’s so easily distracted, whatever it is that she just saw. I shouldn’t have let her face the window.

I’ll hold my cum as long as I can. Despite her plea to climax together, I make her come ahead of me. It’s always my preference, and hers too, although sometimes she feels guilty about it.

I lengthen my body to get closer to her, and I glide long. She moans, squeezing my cock with her walls as she releases a howl. Not all orgasms are created equal. But when Carolyn sounds that wild, I know she’s having the crème de la crème.

When I saw her for the first time at Brilliance, she scowled. Then I wondered how she’d look when she was happy and sated. I’m sure that’s how Carolyn is now—and I’m teeming with pride, because I’m responsible for it.

“Don’t stop giving me a hard time in bed, please. Even after the baby,” I say, readying myself to give her one more, which I’m going to sync with mine.

“Oh, it’ll never stop, Love Bug. I can guarantee that,” she says as her breathing increases in tempo.

I’m almost spent, but I feel heroic about my effort.

I hold off my move, concerned by her hyperventilating, which I’m sure has nothing to do with our sex. She clutches at her belly, wailing, “Levi… I think it’s coming.”

Deep down I’ve been expecting this. A fatherly instinct? Maybe. What’s the possibility that what she saw out the window was a blue jay?

I help Carolyn up. “Come on, mama. I’ll drive you to the hospital.”

“Why can’t it wait? I thought I’d get another one,” she grumbles.

“I’ll do anything for you, my fiancée. But right now, I need you to get in the car.” I lift her up as she steadies her breathing.

Touching my crotch, Carolyn says, “You haven’t even had yours. Poor Love Bug!” Then she turns to me, laughing. “Told you the baby saw you!”

With such a healthy dose of joy on her face, I know things are gonna be okay.