“Have you seen my wallet? I thought I left it in the pocket of my pants last night but it’smissing.”
I grabbed it off the counter right next to me. “You mean this oldthing?”
He spit into the sink before pecking my cheek. “What would I dowithoutyou?”
“Lose your damn mind misplacing everything you fucking own,” Iteased.
“That’s a fucking fact if I ever heard one.” He grabbed me from behind, kissing downmyneck.
I tried to shoo him away. “I feel like a walrus right now,Ryder.”
“A sexy walrus?” He continued down to my shoulder, rapid firing kisses in betweenwords.
“No, not the leastbitsexy.”
“Come on babe, you keep on complaining that you want our little guy out already and all those pregnancy books you insisted on me reading said sex this late in the game could help inducelabor.”
He started to lift my dress up over my head and I couldn’t resist any longer. Even though I felt awful, an orgasm or two would probably help my mood and self-esteem quiteabit.
“Fine.” I pretended to just be giving in, but I was kind of excited. Ryder had been working so much and I had been feeling so gross lately that we barely had time for any type of intimacy at all. I missed the good old days when if we went more than two days without sex, we thought there was a problem. I couldn’t even remember the last time we flirted with eachother.
He got down on his knees behind me. “Lean over onto the counter, baby.” He guided me into position. “Comfortable?”
“Yeah, I’m good.” I tried to relax a little as Ryder’s hands ran down my hips and over my ass. He pulled my panties down, helping me out of them and tossing them to the side. He buried his tongue into my wetness right away, licking my clit and teasing my opening perfectly. Ryder really had a magical tongue. I could have stood there all damn day letting him tease and pleasure me. He moaned against me, his hot breath coursing over my sensitive skin. “You taste so damn good baby. I missed this sofuckingmuch.”
“God, me too.” I cried out as he sucked gently on my swelling bud. My knees were shaking. My eyes were slammed shut. I didn’t even think about my giant belly or my swollen ankles and feet. There was nothing else in the world other than the pleasure Ryder was giving me, and I started to grind my hips slowly onto his face as I cried out. My orgasm came on without warning and was more intense than I hadeverfelt.
Getting to his feet, Ryder dropped his pants down around his ankles. “I’ll go nice and slow, babe,” he whispered as the head of his dick tenderly started toenterme.
I gripped the edge of the counter as my body remained in a completely euphoric state ofecstasy.
“Fuck,” he growled, “you’re so damn tight.” He pushed a little harder with every thrust, making each time feel better than the last. I let my head roll back as I practically purred withexcitement.
“That feels amazing,Ryder.”
Just like the first, my second orgasm consumed me without any buildup or warning. All of a sudden I was a shuddering, panting mess of feels and emotions, and Ryder followed closely. We stood there in the kitchen, naked, as he kissed the nape of my neck. A moment later, I started bawlingcrying.
“Babe? Did I hurt you?” Ryder spun me around in his arms, and the look of concern on his face made me cry evenharder.
“That just felt so fucking amazing.” I was blubbering, smiling, and sobbing allatonce.
Ryder started laughinghysterically.
“What?” Isniffled.
“You’re crying because we just had amazing sex? Am I understanding this situation correctly?” He was still laughing as Inodded.
“Help me get into the bath before youleave,jerk.”
“As you wish,mylady.”
Ryder drew me a bubble bath, lit a few candles, laid out a towel for me, and even made sure I had a fresh change of clothes waiting for when I wasready.
“Have I told you lately that you are the best husband in the world?” I kissed him as he was one foot outthedoor.
“You tell me that at least five times a day, but I still love hearing it everydamntime.”
“I hope you never get tired of hearing it,” I called after him as he raced downthehall.