I grunted. “It’s great, but not the same. I miss feelin’ you inside of me.”
“You’re trying to guilt me,” Kane said and set his jaw.
I continued to pout. “Is it workin’?”
“No,” he said through clenched teeth.
I looked to the side then down and grinned when I saw his erection strained against his jeans. I reached for it, but Kane quickly grabbed hold of my wrist, halting my movements.
“Kane,” I snapped, anger rising within me. “Please, just fuck me. It’s been over five weeks since you pulled this no sex crap. It’s not funny anymore. We should use this time to have as much sex as possible since we won’t be able to for weeks after I have the baby!”
The muscle worked in his jaw as he glared at me, which only annoyed me further.
“I don’t feel comfortable having sex with you while you’re so close to having the baby.”
Sadness squished my anger.
“You... you find me body uncomfortable?” I asked then looked away when tears welled in my eyes. “Do you think I’m ugly?”
Kane lowly cursed before lowering my hand that he still held to the front of his jeans, rubbing my palm over his hardened length. “Does that feel like I think your body is uncomfortable or ugly?”
I sniffled. “No.”
“Look at me.”
I did.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, and you’re so sexy my dick can hardly stand it. When you’re swollen with my baby, it heightens my attraction to you. Your. Body. Is. Perfect.”
I looked up at him. “Then why won’t you take me?”
He blushed a little. “I just don’t like the idea of my cock being so close to our baby. I know you have told me it’s impossible to touch him, but it just... freaks me out. I’m sorry.”
I was still upset, but I was also reassured that he didn’t find me unattractive because I was pregnant and, well, whale sized.
“It’s okay,” I said even though I still wished we could have sex.
I didn’t just want the orgasm that sex brought; I adored the intimacy and closeness of being so close to Kane. That’s what I was starting to miss.
“Are you mad?”
Mad? No.
Upset? Yes.
“No, I’m not mad,” I replied and hugged his body to mine.
I felt him relax and sigh with relief. After a minute I went into the bathroom. When I was finished going to the toilet and having a morning wash, I glanced in the mirror.
I always wanted to have sex while looking at Kane as he fucked me from behind. I placed my hands on the bathroom counter, bent forward and crossed my legs when the pulse between them intensified.
Damn it.
“What are you doing?”
I glanced to the side when I heard his voice then glanced down to my body. Clearly I wasn’t being obvious enough.
“I feel really hot right now. Me clit is hurtin’, and I was wonderin’ if you would do somethin’ for me?”
He came up behind me and eyed me suspiciously in the mirror and asked, “What do you want?”
“I want to come in this position... but with your cock stimulatin’ my clit.”
Kane’s sharp intake of breath almost made me grin.
Almost.
“What kind of monster are you?” he accused.
I smiled innocently. “What do you mean?”
“Do you have any idea how difficult it will be for me to do what you want without fucking you?”
I had an idea.
“I can give you head after I come if you want?” I reasoned
Kane opened his mouth then closed it. He stared at me for a few moments before he said, “Okay,” and began unbuckling the belt around his hips and unbuttoning his jeans.
I blinked.
That was easier than I thought it would be.
“I’m so excited,” I squealed, making Kane snort.
I stood upright from the counter and turned when he stepped closer to me. Without speaking, he dipped his head and captured my mouth with a hungry kiss. I wound my hands around his neck and knotted my fingers in his hair causing him to growl into my mouth.
“Turn around,” he ordered, his voice low and husky.
My pulse spiked as I did what I was told.
I dropped my hands from his hair, turned around and gripped onto the counter before me. Kane kneeled down and placed his hands on the hem of my pyjamas shorts and underwear.
After one swift pull he had them around my ankles. I stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. I looked up expecting to see Kane, but I saw only me.
“Kane?”
“Bend forward a little more.”
I leaned forward as much as I could without it being too uncomfortable on my stomach and back. I had to widen my stance, and gripped the countertop harder than before.
“Okay, now wha—KANE!”
I screamed as his warm, wet tongue suddenly plunged into my body, and his large calloused hands latched onto my thighs as he feasted on me.
I held my breath for a moment, but moaned with pleasure as Kane removed his tongue from my body, and tongued his way up to my clit. He sucked the bundle of nerves into his mouth and rubbed it back and forth between his lips causing me to throw my head back as heat flooded my core.
I was about to come.
“Kane,” I cried out. “Use your cock, please.”
He growled as he tore his mouth from my clit and stood up behind me. I heard the rustle of his jeans as he did as I pleaded. He suddenly placed his hand on my lower back and kicked my ankles with his foot, forcing me to widen my stance as much as I possibly could without it hurting.
I felt my eyes roll back when Kane slid the head of his cock against me, using my juices as lubrication.
“Fuck,” he hissed through what sounded like clenched teeth. “You’re so wet, baby.”
I moaned in response and nudged my behind back against him. He sucked in a breath and used both of his hands to grip my hips where he dug his fingers into my flesh in warning to be still.
“Kane, please,” I begged, feeling the edge of my impending orgasm simmering down.
He lifted his right hand from my body, gripped his cock and rubbed the head back and forth over my clit.
Yes.
“Are you close?” he asked, his voice strained.
I didn’t answer him.
Instead I looked up and through the mirror I caught his gaze just as I pulled forward a little. The moment I felt Kane’s cock slide back to my entrance, I pushed back. Kane roared and grabbed hold of my hips, halting him breaching me completely. He looked down and almost snarled when I wiggled my behind against him, trying to take more than just his head.
“You. Are. Evil.”
“No,” I panted. “I’m horny and want you to fuck me.”
“Aideen—”
“Watch me while you fuck me.”
“Aideen,” Kane growled in warning. “I can’t.”
I pouted. “Please, just try to put the head in a little more... I really need to feel you, Kane. I’m begging you.”
Kane set his jaw, but his eyes fluttered shut when I rubbed back against him.
“Just... just the tip?” he whispered and cracked an eye open.
Hell. No.
I nodded my head to appease him.
“Just the tip, baby,” I repeated.
I was spewing bullshit because as soon as I got the chance I would push back and take all of him.
“Oh, fuck,” Kane snarled. “This is… God!”
I quivered as goose bumps broke out over my skin. “Yes, just a little more.”
Kane’s fingers dug into my hips. “You aren’t making this… easier. Fuck. How do you feel tighter?”
I licked my lips. “Lack of use, maybe?”
Kane slapped my arse and said, “Smartass.”
I grinned to myself, taking him that bit deeper instead as he gently pushed his hips forward. He hissed as if he were in pain. He would be in pain if he didn’t give in to his body’s needs and take me.