5 Months Later...
I laid on my back as Angelo gently separated my legs.
"I love you so much, Mya," he whispered, planting kisses along my inner thighs.
"I love you, too," I responded, watching as rubbed my wet pussy through my panties. The months had passed and everyday Angelo showed me how much we meant to him. Against my better judgment, I moved in with him two months ago after misjudging a step and falling down the stairs leading up to my apartment.
He was the first person to the hospital, beating even Rachel and demanded that I moved in with him so he could take care of me. I reluctantly agreed, realizing he was just afraid of how close he was to losing his son and possibly me.
He wrapped his fingers around the waistband of my panties and tugged them down. When he successfully got them off, he used his thumbs to separate my puffy, pink lips. He smiled, satisfied and looked up at me.
"You want me, don't you?" he asked, a lustful gleam dancing in his hazel eyes.
'Yes' would have been an understatement. Angelo had not had sex with me the entire time I'd been living with him. Sure, he licked my pussy until I came but he never fucked me, not once. Obviously, I was sexually satisfied, but something was missing.
"I asked you a question," he asked in a low voice. He dipped his head down and licked the wetness from my swollen lips.
"Yesss," I hissed as he sucked my clit and slid a finger into my tight, neglected cunt. "Please, Angelo... fuck me, I'm begging you!"
He avoided my eyes and kissed his way up and over my swollen belly, tracing the dark line that ran down it with his tongue. He used his large hands to grope my painfully sensitive breasts over my bra and reached behind me to unsnap it. He pulled it off and tossed it carelessly to the ground and admired my larger, erect nipples. He planted kisses over my breasts and breathed a hot breath on my left nipple before gently taking it into his mouth. I moaned as he swirled his tongue around it and lightly traced a circle around the other.
My body was on fire, pregnancy hormones were kicking my ass. I began to groan and beg him for my release. He obliged, descending my body again and diving into my soaked slit. He nipped and sucked on my clit while shoving two of his large fingers inside of me. It didn't take long before I felt the hot, vengeful pleasure build up in my loins.
With a deafening squeal, I came on his fingers, my walls crushing them. He withdrew them and sucked my juices off. Soon, he dipped his head back down to my pussy and audibly slurped it dry, making me bite my bottom lip in lust. Inevitably, I felt a heavy exhaustion roll over me and turned to my side to get some rest. He got up and walked to the side of the bed, kissing me on my forehead. "I love you so much," he whispered, making me smile sleepily.
It wasn't long before I heard the water turn on in the bathroom. He was taking a shower... I got to my feet and walked into the bathroom, not believing what I saw.
