Romance: Sports Romance: ON SIDE (Secret Baby Pregnancy Football Romance) (Contemporary New Adult Fiction) by Raven Monet Page A
Authors: Raven Monet
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whale,” I teased, stroking his hair and appreciating the love he felt for me and our baby.
“You don't look like a whale. You're pregnant. With my child. There is nothing more beautiful than that,” he said, sliding his fingers into the edge of my panties and sliding them down and off me.
His mouth found my most sensitive bits, licking and sucking on my clit as I stroked his hair, pressing him into me without even intending to do so. It just felt so good to feel his tongue on me. In me. Micah was a considerate lover, never rushing, always taking his time with foreplay and making sure I came over and over again. He enjoyed taking care of me.
Always so gentle and sweet, unlike his brother who was hard and rough. There was a time for both kinds of sex, I believed. I just needed to teach Micah about the latter – though he was getting more aggressive with me now. He'd started testing the waters to make sure I liked it without ever going too far. Little did he know, he could never take it too far with me, but I appreciated the care he put into his actions. Never before had anyone truly considered what I wanted the way Micah did.
He'd be happy to go down on me for hours on end if I so desired it. And trust me, there were times he did just that, playing with me, touching me, fingering me until my body couldn't take it anymore.
His tongue licked at my opening, teasing me and making my knees go weak. My skin felt alive, it felt like it was on fire. Every nerve in my body was on high alert and my innermost parts needed more of Micah. His tongue was fantastic, but I needed him inside of me.
I needed him to make me his.
Pulling on his hair, I forced him to look at up me, the juices from his handwork all over his luscious lips. He licked lips and smiled at me.
“Fuck me, Micah,” I said, pulling him up, forcing him to stand. “Please, baby.”
“Your wish is my command,” he said, grabbing me by the hand and pulling me over to the couch.
Briefly, I considered bending over, letting him take me from behind. I'd always loved that, and that was one position we hadn't tried yet. The reasoning was simple – Micah was a lover. A romantic. He liked looking into my eyes while we made love. But sometimes, I just wanted a good old-fashioned fucking too.
But now was not the time, for other reasons.
“Sit,” I said, pointing to the couch.
Micah raised an eyebrow at me but did as he was told, sitting down, his cock standing tall and ready. I climbed on top of him, straddling him with my legs and pressing his cock directly against my opening. But instead of taking him inside of me, I rubbed him around, taking just the head of him inside of me before rubbing his cock against my clit.
Micah stared deep into my eyes, our foreheads together, as I slid down the length of his shaft, taking him inside of me inch by glorious inch. Micah grabbed onto my ass, helping guide me down onto him as his face contorted into a look of pure bliss.
His hands also guided me as I moved up and down on top of him, our bodies united as one. Micah kissed my neck as he yanked my shirt off me, exposing my bra and enlarged breasts. With one hand, he removed the bra like a pro, tossing it to the floor behind me. Once my breasts were bare, he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, making me buck wildly on top of him.
“Oh Jesus,” I said, surprised at how sensitive my nipples were. They were always sensitive, but this – this was an entirely new sensation for me. Pregnancy sure as hell came with some perks.
Micah grunted and groaned as I rode his cock, our bodies shuddering and shivering together as the pleasure took us higher and higher. His nails now dug into my ass as he tried so very hard not to explode inside of me so soon. And I knew it was time.
Brushing my long, blonde hair to the side, I exposed the right side of my neck. Micah stared back at me, unsure and questioning with his eyes as I continued riding him, drawing an animalistic
“You don't look like a whale. You're pregnant. With my child. There is nothing more beautiful than that,” he said, sliding his fingers into the edge of my panties and sliding them down and off me.
His mouth found my most sensitive bits, licking and sucking on my clit as I stroked his hair, pressing him into me without even intending to do so. It just felt so good to feel his tongue on me. In me. Micah was a considerate lover, never rushing, always taking his time with foreplay and making sure I came over and over again. He enjoyed taking care of me.
Always so gentle and sweet, unlike his brother who was hard and rough. There was a time for both kinds of sex, I believed. I just needed to teach Micah about the latter – though he was getting more aggressive with me now. He'd started testing the waters to make sure I liked it without ever going too far. Little did he know, he could never take it too far with me, but I appreciated the care he put into his actions. Never before had anyone truly considered what I wanted the way Micah did.
He'd be happy to go down on me for hours on end if I so desired it. And trust me, there were times he did just that, playing with me, touching me, fingering me until my body couldn't take it anymore.
His tongue licked at my opening, teasing me and making my knees go weak. My skin felt alive, it felt like it was on fire. Every nerve in my body was on high alert and my innermost parts needed more of Micah. His tongue was fantastic, but I needed him inside of me.
I needed him to make me his.
Pulling on his hair, I forced him to look at up me, the juices from his handwork all over his luscious lips. He licked lips and smiled at me.
“Fuck me, Micah,” I said, pulling him up, forcing him to stand. “Please, baby.”
“Your wish is my command,” he said, grabbing me by the hand and pulling me over to the couch.
Briefly, I considered bending over, letting him take me from behind. I'd always loved that, and that was one position we hadn't tried yet. The reasoning was simple – Micah was a lover. A romantic. He liked looking into my eyes while we made love. But sometimes, I just wanted a good old-fashioned fucking too.
But now was not the time, for other reasons.
“Sit,” I said, pointing to the couch.
Micah raised an eyebrow at me but did as he was told, sitting down, his cock standing tall and ready. I climbed on top of him, straddling him with my legs and pressing his cock directly against my opening. But instead of taking him inside of me, I rubbed him around, taking just the head of him inside of me before rubbing his cock against my clit.
Micah stared deep into my eyes, our foreheads together, as I slid down the length of his shaft, taking him inside of me inch by glorious inch. Micah grabbed onto my ass, helping guide me down onto him as his face contorted into a look of pure bliss.
His hands also guided me as I moved up and down on top of him, our bodies united as one. Micah kissed my neck as he yanked my shirt off me, exposing my bra and enlarged breasts. With one hand, he removed the bra like a pro, tossing it to the floor behind me. Once my breasts were bare, he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, making me buck wildly on top of him.
“Oh Jesus,” I said, surprised at how sensitive my nipples were. They were always sensitive, but this – this was an entirely new sensation for me. Pregnancy sure as hell came with some perks.
Micah grunted and groaned as I rode his cock, our bodies shuddering and shivering together as the pleasure took us higher and higher. His nails now dug into my ass as he tried so very hard not to explode inside of me so soon. And I knew it was time.
Brushing my long, blonde hair to the side, I exposed the right side of my neck. Micah stared back at me, unsure and questioning with his eyes as I continued riding him, drawing an animalistic
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