Epilogue

Three years later…

She walks into the kitchen with one of my button-up shirts on and I swear to god I've never seen her look sexier. The shirt is only buttoned at her breasts and the rest of it's open, exposing her round baby belly. She's getting bigger and bigger every day and I can't wait to meet our baby boy.

"I made you breakfast," I say as I put the toast and jam on the counter and grab the plate of eggs and bacon I made for her.

"What did I do to deserve such a wonderful man?" she asks and she comes over and kisses me.

I press my lips to hers and then lean down and kiss her belly. "Made a deal with the devil?" She laughs and shakes her head as I raise an eyebrow at her.

"We have to get a crib today. We can't wait any longer," she tells me while I butter her toast and she takes a seat at the bar.

"You act like I'm the one holding up that process," I say, and she smiles at me and shrugs.

"It's easier to blame you because I know you won't get mad."

"How could I ever be mad at you?" I walk around and kiss her neck as I take a seat beside her. "Why have you been putting it off for so long?"

She looks down at her breakfast and then back at me before she bites her lip. "I think I'm just scared. It took us so long to get pregnant in the first place. What if something goes wrong?"

"Shhh," I say as I pull her close and kiss the top of her head. "The doctor said everything is fine and that sometimes it takes people a while. You're healthy and so is our baby and that's all that matters."

"You're right. It's just delivery jitters, I suppose. It's coming so fast."

"I'm going to be right here with you the whole time," I say as I place my hand on her belly and kiss her lips.

"I feel like I can do anything with you beside me."

"Then I'm doing my job right," I say, picking up her toast. "Now eat something so I can lay you down on the couch and lick your pussy."

Her cheeks flush as she takes the toast from me and eats it in four bites. "All finished," she declares with her mouth full, and I shake my head and laugh.

"Grab the other one too," I say, and she snatches it off the plate. I lift her up and carry her into the living room.

She's only wearing my shirt, meaning I've got total access to her pussy, which is my mission in life. I lay her down on the chaise and kneel at the end of it as I spread her legs.

"Eat, petal," I say, and she takes a bite as I kiss the inside of her thigh.

My mouth trails up her soft skin until I reach her lower lips. They're pink and glistening with need. I run my tongue between them and taste her sweetness. I moan at her flavor, knowing that I'll never get enough of it. Each time is like the first time, and the moment her sweetness hits my lips I'm addicted.

"Lucas," she moans, spreading her legs wider.

Her pregnancy hormones are going crazy, so most days we just lie around the house naked and I get her off when she needs it. She's demanding, but I don"t have a single complaint as I give her exactly what she wants.

I reach up and under the shirt to touch her sensitive nipples and gently pinch them. I dream about the day when they're filled with milk and I can taste just how sweet she is. They're already so full and tender, but she loves when I touch her there while I lick her pussy.

She's wet and soft as she rocks her hips and seeks out her orgasm. She's so quick to get off that I like to tease her a little, which drives her insane.

"Please don't make me beg," she whines, and I laugh against her.

"Isn't that what you're doing now?"

"Lucas!" she shouts as I tongue her clit rapidly and then slow down.

"It will be so much better if you wait," I say, and she whines again.

She knows I won't play with her for long but just enough to make it good for her. I suck on her clit as I flick my tongue over and over until she cries out. Her body is flushed and she's trying to catch her breath as I glance over at the uneaten toast beside her.

I make a tsking sound as I move onto the chaise with her and position myself between her legs. "You didn't finish your breakfast."

"After, I swear," she says as she reaches down and grabs my cock to help guide it into her. "Please, Lucas, I need it."

My cock swells with her words and I can't deny her what she wants. I push the thick head of my dick into her and her warm wet folds tighten around me. It's always like the first time with her as I slide my length into her and she squeezes every inch of me.

"How does this sweet little pussy keep getting tighter?" I ask as I slowly pull out then rush to get back inside her. "I break it in and then you go and undo all that work I put in."

She laughs and then moans as she spreads her legs wider. I reach down and play with her clit, holding myself deep. This is her favorite way to cum and I love feeling it up and down my cock.

"It's okay, petal. I love how snug you are around me."

She grabs my arms and holds on to me as she moans loudly. Her hormones are so close to the surface these days that she gets off with just a few dirty words and a stroke of my thumb.

"I can't wait for you to make me a daddy," I say as I feel my own orgasm building at the base of my spine.

I lean down and run my tongue over her nipple, and her body shivers as she cries out again. When I suck on her warm pink skin, I feel myself leaking inside her. My cum is fighting its way out of me and I'm not strong enough to hold back any longer. I grunt on top of her, waves of pleasure rolling over me.

She's slick and sticky as my cum fills her up and begins to run out between us. Her body responds to mine, and she clamps down on me as another orgasm hits her.

"I can't…don't move." She pants to catch her breath and I try to hold myself still.

She begins to laugh and I do the same as I press my forehead to hers and gently kiss her lips. She's overstimulated and I know I need to give her break, but I can almost bet in ten minutes she's going to be on this couch once again.

"Better?" I ask, and she nods her head and smiles up at me. I slide out of her and then scoop her up in my arms, carrying her back to the kitchen. "Good. Now will you let me feed you?"

"I thought you just did." She winks at me, and I spank her ass before I set her down in her seat.

"Oh, I'm going to put something in your mouth, but I'm waiting until after you've eaten your bacon."

"Deal," she says, and she picks it up and I lean down and kiss her neck.

Life before kids is pretty damn sweet, but I have a feeling in a few short weeks it's going to get even better.