Chapter 43
Leah
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Oh, how I’ve dreamt of this happening again! Caleb’s lips are back where they belong–locked with mine–and I’m set ablaze when he pulls me as close as my swollen belly will allow feels great to taste hirm, to feel and breathe him in, but as freeing as this moment is, I’m so damn self–conscious about my larger body
I mean, Caleb is ripped. He is all hard angles and beautiful eyes, surely he must feel grossed out by me being-
“You’re so hot right now,” Caleb murmurs as if magically knowing I need to hear his compliments, and every part of me tingles when he kisses me harder.
And damn, I love how he isn’t shy about what he wants. He is like a man possessed. His kisses are rough, hard, fast, and so possessive I have no chance of kissing him back. He is in control, and it feels so right I have to fight the urge to moan.
Eventually, we break apart, but it’s reluctant. No one wants it, and when we look at each other, we are both breathing hard like two fat people who just ran a marathon.
Caleb’s eyes are dark with desire as they sweep over me. “God, Leah, you have no idea how much I want you right now.” I bite my lower lip, suddenly feeling self–conscious all over again “Even…even when I look like this? All huge and pregnant?”
“Especially then, his voice is deep and so damn sexy I almost come undone from hearing him speak.
“Especially then?” I ask, seeking more confirmation.
“Mhm.” Caleb smirks, knowing I’m just fishing for compliments but giving them to me anyway. “You’re gorgeous, Leah Absolutely stunning carrying our child.”
Is this the best man I’ve ever met? His words chase away my insecurities and make me love him even more. I need him so badly and pull him in for another searing kiss where I pour in all of my pent–up passion. Caleb responds with equal fervor, his tongue tangling with mine as he lowers me back onto the couch cushions.
“You have an interesting sense of fashion,” he teases as his hands slip under my oversized shirt. “But the towel needs to go so I can eat you.”
I gasp at Caleb’s blunt words, a rush of heat flooding through me “You…you want to…now?” I stammer, my brain short- circuiting at the thought.
Caleb’s smirk grows as he trails his fingers along the edge of the towel at my waist. “Unless you have any objections? I’ve been dreaming about tasting you for months.”
My only response is a needy whimper as I lift my hips, allowing him to tug the towel away. Caleb tosses it aside carelessly, his heated gaze raking over my exposed lower half. Suddenly, I’m very aware that I’m only wearing a ratty t–shirt and granny panties.
“So sexy,” Caleb murmurs appreciatively, either not noticing or not caring about my less–than–alluring settles between my parted thighs, pressing light kisses along the insides of my knees.
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Each brush of his soft lips sends tingles through me until I’m practically aching between my legs. “Please, Caleb,” I breathe, not caring that I sound desperate.
Patience,” he says with a wicked grin. “I will get there.”
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Today or tomorrow!”
He chuckles at my spicy response but says nothing. No words are needed for what is about to happen next. He continues his slow, torturous journey up my inner thighs, alternating soft kisses with gentle nips that make me squirm.
“P–please,” I stammer with my eyes already on their good way to rolling to the back of my head.
“Enjoying this?” Caleb smiles against my skin, probably knowing I’m a goner.
“Umm..uh..” I don’t have words, and judging from how he breathes a laugh, he knows.
Not that I mind. I love this, but when he reaches the juncture of my thighs, he pauses. It’s infuriating. Why isn’t he going straight in?
I look down at him as he hooks his fingers in the waistband of my panties and looks up right back at me. “May
I nod frantically, beyond words. Caleb slowly peels off my underwear, tossing them over his shoulder to join the discarded towel. Then he’s spreading me open, exposing my most intimate parts to his hungry gaze.
“Beautiful,” he whispers before dipping his head and running his tongue along my slick folds.
Fuck. I’ve missed this so much!
I cry out at the first touch of his mouth, my hands fisting in his brown hair. Caleb groans appreciatively and gets to work, licking and suckling at my clit like a man starved.
Damn. I no longer have control over my movements. Caleb is making me feel so good that my hips buck up involuntarily to feel his mouth better. He smiles when he feels it, and that’s sexy as hell. This man likes to make me feel incredible and grips my thighs to get better access.
I love it, but I’m starting to feel oversensitive. The pleasure is too much, and I try to flee by pulling back a little, but Caleb won’t allow it. He moves his hand to my stomach and presses down, easily holding poor me in place as he delves deeper, his nose buried deep in my pubes as he eats me out like I taste diving
“Oh god, Caleb, yes!” I moan, not caring how loud I’m being. My fingers tighten in his hair, keeping his face buried between my legs where I need him most.
He doubles his efforts, flicking his tongue rapidly over my clit before sucking it between his lips. The dual sensations are almost too much, and I can feel my inner walls beginning to clench.
“I’m… I’m going to…” I pant out a warning, my back arching off the couch cushions.
Caleb just hums in encouragement, the vibrations adding to the pleasure. I’m so close, and when he adds more pressure with his talented tongue, I can’t fight it. My orgasm crashes over me in intense waves, making my toes curl, and my vision go white at the edges. I repeat Caleb’s name over and over like a prayer as I ride out the aftershocks.
Shit, if he keeps this up, I’m going to have a seizure. He seems to realize that, too, and gentles his ministrations, kapping at my oversensitive flesh until I collapse, boneless and sated. Caleb presses a final soft kiss to my inner thigh before crawling up my body to hover over me.
“You have no idea how much I’ve missed seeing you come undone like that,” he says with a glint in his eye and this sexy smirk on his lips before he kisses my cheek. “My horny little romance author.”
I blush at his words. “I’m not that little anymore… I’m fat.”
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He places a hand on my stomach. “Being pregnant doesn’t cougas being fat, silly.”
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I gaze up at Caleb, my heart so full it feels like it might burst, “You really don’t mind the extra baby weight?” I ask softly, still a little insecure.
Caleb’s blue eyes are warm and sincere as he cups my face. “Leal, you are carrying our child. That makes you more beautiful to me than ever.”
Geez
and now I’m close to tears–these damn hormones. They be making me a sappy fuck, but who cares? I’m happy!
“I love you so much.” I whisper, pulling down my inan for a tender kiss.
He smiles against my lips. “I love you too. Both of you.”
His hand caresses my rounded belly affectionately, I love feeling his hand there, and then I lean him to kiss him again…and again. But then I feel something else–something hard. Caleb is still very much aroused. I’m such an asshole for not finishing him off.
I pull back slightly to look at him. “Do you want me to…return the favor?” I ask coyly, slipping my hand between our bodies to palm him through his jeans.
Caleb groans, his hips rocking into my touch. “As amazing as that sounds, I’d rather be inside you when I come. If you’re up for it in your condition, that is.”
A thrill runs through me at his words. “Oh, I’m definitely up for Pregnancy hormones have me horny as hell.”
He smirks “That’s what I like to hear.”
