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POV Becca Moreau

I sigh a little frustrated as I sit on the sofa in the living room looking around in boredom, Igor was in the kitchen preparing some snacks for me... He has been very protective of me since what happened weeks ago at his company and I almost lost the baby... Since then he hasn't left my side and left his friend taking care of the business to stay here in our house with me... Not that I'm complaining, but I feel like an invalid, he won't even let me go up the stairs alone...

I know you're worried about my pregnancy because of the bleeding that day, but I'm fine and I haven't felt anything after the previous episode... It was that bitch Letícia's fault, who ended up stressing me out too much with those offensive words, my husband I just wanted to protect myself by threatening her like that... I confess that I'm a little disappointed because Igor doesn't want to have sex with me for fear of something happening to the baby... My hormones are raging and I almost go crazy watching that hunk walking shirtless in front of me... The desire to feel him inside me is enormous, but he always runs away when we're in the hottest moment of making out... He helps me when I'm excited” I suck it nice” but I'm not moved just by his mouth and his fingers, I want his cock too... I whimper softly starting to get excited just by the impure thoughts in my mind...

“I brought your snack, my queen” I hear my husband’s hoarse voice entering the room and I lift my head “You need to eat, I made a natural sandwich, with lettuce, tomato, and cheese, I also brought some pieces of mango, strawberry, and papaya." he says placing the tray on my lap” He sits next to me and leaves a chaste kiss on my lips while his hand caresses my belly...

“that’s bad” I complain with a sulky pout on my lips “I prefer a sandwich with ham, cheese, bacon, eggs, meat, sauce…” I feel my mouth watering as I imagine it”

“you need to eat healthy things, my angel, try the sandwich, it’s delicious,” he says affectionately, taking the sandwich and bringing it to my lips,” I think about protesting but I think a little and I don’t want him to get mad, for thinking I’m a girl spoiled, and he's just taking care of me... I bite a piece of the sandwich and chew it slowly, it's not that bad, but it doesn't beat the original sandwich...

“See, it's not as bad as you thought, love,” he said amused, caressing my face” I mumbled softly, hearing him laugh, I took a piece of strawberry and chewed it slowly, enjoying the sweet taste in my mouth... I feel my stomach I turn around and put my hand over my mouth immediately before getting up and running to the nearest bathroom down the hall...I open the door hastily and lift the lid of the toilet before dumping everything I ate just a few minutes ago... I feel a hand in my hair holding it in a ponytail while I vomit until my guts feel a little weak afterward... I move away from the toilet before flushing and lean on the sink feeling my body a little soft, it feels like I threw up until my soul...

“I'm here with you, love” I hear Igor's affectionate and somewhat worried voice holding my waist “Let me help you brush your teeth... I lift my head look in the mirror and see how pale I am, obviously, I just vomited my guts out seconds ago, and my mouth has a bitter and bad taste... Igor adjusts the strands of hair on my face, placing them behind my ear, and kisses my cheek with a tender look... He takes the toothbrush and the paste, then he starts to brush my mouth with care and patience, I just remain silent and watch him all silly. He helps me brush my teeth and I rinse my mouth, using a dental rinse afterward to improve my breath too...

“is it better, life?” he asks, watching me attentively to my movements”

“yes, love” I whisper, laying my head on his chest “Why aren’t you wearing your usual perfume?” I question when I realize that he didn’t use his perfume.”

“I don’t want to run the risk of you getting sick, during pregnancy you may feel averse to stronger smells” he explains with a sideways smile, kissing my lips “Let’s go to our room... Igor picks me up and carries me throughout the journey to our room, I confess that I was a little sleepy...

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POV Igor Durand

I go up the stairs heading towards the room where Becca was sleeping peacefully, she had gone down to resolve some things over the phone with Oliver... My friend who is taking care of everything in the company and the business, since I took my time just to take care of my own woman...I want to be around to help her throughout the pregnancy, I seem a little too protective of her, but I only care about her pregnancy...I was scared by the bleeding at the company, I thought I would lose our son before I was even sure of the pregnancy...She sometimes gets irritated by my ex-protector, but I try my best to keep her calm and calm...I open the bedroom door and find my wife lying in bed, I approach carefully for fear of waking her, but I am surprised when her dark eyes meet mine...

“Are you awake, life?” I question in surprise, settling down next to her and kissing her cheek”

“yes, love” she smiles slyly and leans over me, kissing me voluptuously” I am paralyzed for a few seconds, but I return the kiss, holding her waist with possession, I sigh softly against her lips when I feel her rubbing against my dick, leaving me rigid... I feel your hands slide over my chest, scratching it with your pointed nails, causing a shiver throughout my body...

“Love...” I moaned softly against his ear as I felt his wet kisses travel down my neck.”

“I want you, darling,” she said in a whimper, rubbing me harder and trying to tear off my t-shirt “Please… I helped her take off her t-shirt and I managed to reach her full and firm breasts, I felt them hard listening to the moan... I hold her waist firmly and turn her around, placing her underneath me, without putting my weight on her body...

I bent down to kiss her breasts and trailed a slow path along her ribs, sliding my hands down her belly that carried the fruit of our love... I placed a kiss on her belly, listening to her heavy breathing as I continued to kiss my way down to her pussy... I carefully help her take her panties off her body, leaving her completely naked in front of me...

“so beautiful and delicious, and only mine” I whispered possessively” I bent between her legs and saw her pussy, completely smooth and shaved, first I touched it with my thumb, from the beginning to the end of her slit, feeling how excited she was. I dipped a finger inside her, feeling all her natural lubrication smear on my finger, she moaned when I removed my finger and pressed it on her sensitive spot... I played with her clitoris and leaned in, taking my tongue to it, licking the soft flesh and Hot, I sucked her inner lips and rubbed my entire mouth over them, letting my beard stimulate her as I knew it did. I felt her squeeze my hair in her hand and her legs began to tremble as I thrust. With one of my free hands, I went back to handling my dick, which was already hard as a rock, and with the other, I stuck my middle finger into her vagina, moving it quickly while rubbing my tongue over her luscious pussy.

Becca spread her legs and rolled against me, moaning loudly when I started fucking her with three fingers, without stopping smearing myself with that deliciousness.

“Igor... My God!! Igor!” she moaned loudly” I released my cock and squeezed her ass, trying to stabilize her body that was beginning to spasm while my fingers stimulated her G-spot. She came scandalously and deliciously, rubbing that pussy in my mouth, and without waiting for her to recover, I got up and picked her up...

Her hands grabbed my face and she kissed me urgently, wrapping her legs around my waist... I let her climb my body onto the bed and straddle me, her breasts stuck to my chest as she lay down, moving her hips slowly, swallowing my entire cock with her greedy pussy. Her kisses on my neck left me with goosebumps, and I enjoyed running my hands over her curves. We exchanged long kisses and breathed heavily into each other's ears, even when the positions were alternated and I was on top. Hugging my waist with her legs, she kept me locked in her gaze for as long as I wanted, I held her hands on top of her head, while I kissed her sweetly, playing with her lips and thrusting slowly. My hips moved up and down, I wiggled when we were fully engaged and captured her every moan with my mouth.

“Igor... stronger” he asks between moans”

“no rush, we’re making love” I whisper against her lips and she moans in frustration “I wanted to fuck her the way I like, but I don’t want to run the risk of something happening to the baby… I also know that she wanted something more Brute, however, you need to understand that you are pregnant and could be putting the baby at risk... I move my hips slowly, but precisely with the thrusts, feeling her pussy squeeze me tightly, making it clear that she is about to cum... I speed up the movements a little still without brutality and I slide my fingers between our bodies until I touch her clitoris...

“Igor... I'm going...” she whimpers, squeezing my dick so hard while cumming that I end up cumming with it.”

"Cum!" I grunted, panting, leaning over her body as I recovered from the orgasm.”