Chapter 236 Our little family

Chapter 236 Our little family
CHAPTER 236
Our little family.
SCARLETT

Carefully, he leads me to the softest bed ever. 

He hovers over me, resting one strong arm on my head while he kisses me. He slides his tongue into my mouth, and I suck on it greedily. I run my hands over his back, as if I am memorising every inch of me. I freeze when my hand grazes his bandage on his lower belly. Shit.

“I forgot. Oh my God. I am so sorry, baby.” I gasp, staring at it. “I have been so busy thinking about myself when you got stabbed by that bastard.” 

“I’m fine.” He smiles at me, watching my face. I look at him, and my heart skips a beat. God, he is handsome. He is fucking handsome. All the training and cardio paid off. I am so proud to call him my husband.

“I can ride you, you know?” I say, glancing at the bandages in worry. The last thing I want to do is rip his stitches.

“And you will, but for now, let me touch your body.” He rasps, and I nod eagerly. “I’m fine with that.” 

He chuckles and helps me out of my dress. Goosebumps break over my skin, and my cheeks flush. I am naked before him for the first time in a long time. My body has changed. I have lost so much weight, yet my breasts are fuller, and my belly is rounder. Doubt starts to creep into my mind, but he takes my nipple in his mouth with a groan. He murmurs against my skin, “Utterly divine,” as he runs his hand over my body. 

I gasp, trembling as he slips his hand between my legs. So, this is what it feels like to be sensitive during pregnancy. My clit is swollen and throbbing. I am dripping wet just from him sucking my boobs. He takes the other in his mouth, and I lose myself to him, to the roughness of his tongue on my body. I throw my head backwards, writhing, trying to get him to sink his fingers into me.

Slowly, he kisses his way down until his mouth hovers over my cunt.

“Missed you, missed this.” He is careful as he pulls me closer, then he swipes his tongue, licking my wetness in one swipe.

“Shit.” I groan, arching off the bed. He holds my hips firmly, and he eats me out. I don’t run from the feeling. I let it wash over me, the sensation of being made undone by my one true love, by the centre of my universe. I was lost without him, and now, I have been found. He slides two fingers gently into me, and I come with a sob, clenching hard around him. My body had been wound too tight that he made me come in less than a minute.

He leans in, kissing my belly. I intend to ride him, but he spoons me, and I smile. He is going to be very protective of the baby and me, not even having sex, he deems extreme. He pushes my leg high, and I place it on his hip. He presses his swollen tip to my cunt, and I inhale slowly. I look down at where our bodies are joined. 

“I’m not going to hurt you. Look at me.” He whispers, and I look at him.

Gently, he pushes in, and my mouth parts in pleasure. He works himself inside me. I have missed our intimacy. My body has missed him, too. We don’t bother with condoms. I don’t think we ever did. He keeps moving his hips gently until his fat cock is deeply seated in me. I would have pushed him down and ridden him into oblivion, but I can’t, not now, not when he still has stitches in. So, I wrap my hand around him and let him fuck me slowly. 

“You’re so soft around me.” He grunts, pulling out to the tip, just to push back in. He grabs a fistful of my ass, moving my hips over him.

“So warm.” He murmurs, sucking on my neck, while pinching my nipple. 

“Yes, Roman, please, harder.” I cry out, but he keeps his thrusts languid. Soon, he will give me what I asked for, and I’ll be overwhelmed by it, but for now, he fucks me tenderly until I cum around his cock with a scream.

His cock pulses in me, and he stifles a groan, “Shit, you’re so tight.”

I push back on him, desperately needing him to come in me. He starts thrusting in me hard enough to make my breasts bounce with one hand protectively on my belly. He switches the position and fucks missionary.

“Yes, yes, yes.” I meet his thrusts, wanton. My breasts are sore, my nipples are tender, and my cunt tightens around him. I have never been this horny.

“This is what you wanted? This is what you need, yeah.” He screws me into the bed, and my toes curl as I feel another orgasm climbing up.

“I need you to cum in me, please. Please, fill me up, Roman. Please, please.” I cry out, burying my face in the crook of his neck. 

He groans loudly, holds my hips firmly and floods me with his thick cum. I whimper, eyes burning with tears as our orgasms collide. I feel him drip out of me, and I want him in my mouth. I want him everywhere. I want to burrow deep into his skin and stay there. I want to be consumed by him. He kisses me softly, licking my lips, sucking on them, sucking on my tongue. I lose myself to his soft mouth and gasp when he carries me in his arms effortlessly as if I weigh nothing.

“Have I told you how much I love how strong you are?” I fondle his biceps.

He chuckles, carrying me to the tub, “Yeah, you have.”

“I love how much more ripped you are. I would marry you again if I could.” I stifle a yawn and groan as he submerges me in the warm water. 

He joins me immediately and wraps his arms around me. He spreads his palm on my belly, and my heart is full of lightness. We are having a baby. Our own little family. Our happy ending.