YOU’RE INSATIABLE…. NO, IT’S THE HORMONES

YOU’RE INSATIABLE…. NO, IT’S THE HORMONES
Darius

I felt a tiny hand brush my hands in the night.

I tried to ignore it at first, but the hand was even more persistent, stirring in my sleep. I groaned rolling unto my back.

I opened my eyes to see Ayla.

She was beginning to swell with the evidence of our child that was growing inside of her, even though she usually complained about it out of the time, I thought that she looked freaking magnificent… I mean goddamn if only she could see herself from my point of view.

“Is there any problem babe?” I asked groggily.

Ayla leaned over me, her eyes gleaming with a hunger I hadn't seen in weeks.

"I need you, Darius," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. Her hand trailed down my chest, over my stomach, and lower, until she found what she was looking for. I gasped as her fingers wrapped around my growing cock, already hard and eager for her touch.

"Fuck, Ayla," I groaned, my hips bucking into her hand. "You're insatiable tonight."

And fuck me, I was not complaining, not one bit.

She grinned, a wicked glint in her eye. "Pregnancy hormones, remember? I can't get enough of you. I need you inside me, now."

“Are you sure?” I asked her… I mean it was not that I did not want her, I did… so damn much, but I did not want to do anything that could endanger the baby.

Ayla groaned “are you going to fuck me Darius or am I going to have to help myself?”

I didn't need to be told twice. I sat up, pulling her into my lap, my hands roaming over her body. Her skin was so soft, her curves more pronounced now, her breasts fuller, her nipples harder.

I pulled her dress down, exposing her full breasts to my sight “damn you are beautiful Ayla”

I leaned down, taking one into my mouth, sucking gently as she moaned, her head falling back.

"Darius, please," she begged, her hands gripping my hair, her hips grinding against me. I could feel her wetness through her panties, her pussy hot and ready for me.

I stood, carrying her to the wall, pinning her against it. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her arms around my neck, her lips finding mine in a hungry kiss. I reached between us, raising her gown up over her head and pulling aside her panties, before I guided my cock to her entrance. I thrust into her, hard and deep, making her gasp, her nails digging into my back.

"Fuck, you're so tight," I growled, pulling out and slamming back into her. She moaned, her pussy clenching around me, her body trembling.

"Yes, Darius, just like that," she panted, her hips meeting mine thrust for thrust. I could feel her getting closer, her body tensing, and her breath hitching. I reached between us, rubbing her clit, and she cried out, her orgasm washing over her, her pussy milking my cock.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I thrust into her one last time, my cock pulsing as I came, filling her with my seed. She leaned her forehead against mine, her breath ragged, and a satisfied smile on her lips.

"That was amazing," she whispered, her eyes closed, her body still trembling.

I chuckled, pulling out of her and setting her down gently. "You're amazing," I corrected, pulling her into my arms. She snuggled against me, her body warm and soft.

"Let's do that again," she murmured, her hand already reaching for my cock, which was already hardening again.

I laughed, pulling her closer. "You're insatiable," I teased, but I didn't mind. I could never get enough of her either.

And so, we spent the night wrapped in each other's arms, our bodies entwined, our love for each other growing stronger with each touch, each kiss, each orgasm.

I loved all the sides that there was to Ayla, I mean it was not even a surprise that she was perfect, but this side, her wide side…. I don’t think that I could ever get enough of it.

And with that thought in my mind, I closed my eyes and drifted off into a calm, peaceful sleep.

The rays from the sun crept into the room, I guess that I must have forgotten to close the windows.

Ayla lay beside me, her body spent, her eyes closed in peaceful slumber. The rays of the sunlight settled so perfectly on her face, making her look like an absolute angel. She was hands down the most beautiful woman that I had ever seen in my life, and she was all mine.

I loved her even more.

I leaned down, kissing her gently on the lips. She smiled, her eyes fluttering open.

"Good morning love," she whispered, her voice still husky with sleep.

I smiled at her "Good morning sweetheart," I replied, my hand brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "Did you sleep well?"

She nodded, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I did. But I am still so fucking spent" she smirked “last night was fun”

I laughed, pulling her into my arms. "Fun is one way to put it, but you don’t have to worry love... I will be with you, no matter what it is big or small"

And I meant it. I would be there for her, through every moment of her pregnancy, through every moment of our lives. Because she was my world, my everything… she was the sun that I revolved around.

And I would do anything for her.

She hugged me tightly “Awww… I love you babe”

I hugged her back “I love you more”

Ayla made me know what love really means, what it was all about, Giving, not taking. And I would give her everything I had, everything I was, for as long as she would have me.

As I looked into Ayla's eyes, I knew that I was the luckiest man in the world. Because I had found my soul mate, my partner, my best friend. And I would cherish her, love her, for as long as I lived.

And that was a promise I intended to keep. No matter what.