Oh well. I was moving anyway.
Grace was already wet when I put my mouth on her clit. I knew the way to make her come quickly, but instead, I took my time. I went near her clit, but not on it, and with my other hand, I teased her opening.
“Oh myGod.” She gasped. “More.”
I usually gave her what she wanted. This time, I didn’t. She caught on quickly.
“Dean,” she said, an edge now in her voice.
I gave her one direct swipe of my tongue and went back to it.
Grace’s hips arched and her thighs tightened. She moved me right to where she wanted me, and with how hard she squeezed, it was almost like a punishment.
When she finally released me, I looked up at her. “Can’t handle taking things slow?”
She was a picture as she sat on my bed, propped up and flushed red. “You got me pregnant before we were together and now we’re moving in together. Obviously not. Now make mecome like only you can. Or I’ll do it myself and hold it over you forever.”
Her hand drifted lower and I pushed it away and went back to her pussy.
Once I was fully on track, Grace didn’t need to do a thing. I gave her the attention she’d asked for, and her breathing immediately picked up.
My other hand went from teasing her entrance to fully fucking her. I arched my fingers, going for the very spot that set her off.
“Dean,fuck!” She arched off the bed and her thighs tightened around me, but it was for a different reason. I felt when she came, and she went from wet to absolutely soaked.
I kept going until she shied away from sensation. I didn’t even need to ask if she wanted more, because I knew she was too sensitive.
“God, you’re so good at that,” she said, her voice light.
“We could go to dinner,” I replied. I was painfully hard, but I didn’t care. We had plans for the evening, after all.
“I want you to fuck me,” she said.
“Even if it makes us late?”
“Yes. Who cares about plans?”
“What you want, you get.” I kissed the inside of her thigh as I took off my shirt and pants. As I did so, my eyes caught on her. I’d seen her naked many times, but she still made my heart stop.
The best part of it was seeing her belly round withmybaby. I noticed it in passing throughout my day, but now it was even better.
“You’re so fucking incredible.” I whispered it in awe of what all she had been doing.
“You sure know how to make a girl feel special.”
“I want you to feel that every fucking day,” I said as I finally got my boxers off and hoveredover her.
Grace smiled and brought my mouth to hers.
We kissed leisurely for a moment as I lined myself up. I still took things slow and I wasn’t sure who enjoyed it more.
“Just fuck me,” she said. “Don’t ease into it.”
“But—”
“It’s like you said, we have plans.”
“But I don’t wanna hurt you.”