I pushed up to my knees, smiling down at her. “Do me a favor. Let Dr. Kossuth say vagina. You stick to * when you’re with me.” I winked as I leaned down to her … vagina, and I sucked her finger that was still stroking her clit into my mouth. I pulled on it for a moment, tasting her subtle flavor, and then I released her finger, turning my attention to her *.
I licked and laved and let my tongue roll over her nerves, and when I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue, her fingers dug into the tops of her thighs until in a loud groan, she came, clapping her hand over her mouth to stifle the sound so she wouldn’t wake Hannah.
I chuckled with my lips still against her wet skin, and her thighs trembled. I sat back, wiping my lower lip as she stared up at me and caught her breath. I pinned her thighs back farther as I wedged my knees under them, and then I pressed my cockhead to her entry.
I pushed forward, watching her face as I slid in, and her eyelids fluttered as she moaned. I rocked in and out, looking down on her. I’d been terrified of this once, but now I leaned over her, bringing my face close to hers as she lay under me. I wouldn’t be able to make love to her this close face to face before too long, and I was going to take her this way for as long as I could.
“I love you,” I whispered as I thrust my hips harder.
She reached for my cheek, pulling my mouth to hers. “I love you, too.”
She held my face close as I fucked, and she whimpered and cried out as I penetrated and plunged deep into her. I came with gritted teeth as I stilled and spasmed inside her, and then my muscles crumbled, and I pulled her to her side as I collapsed next to her.
I ran my hand over baby number two, and she watched me as her fingers pinched and pulled gently on my facial hair. She touched my forehead then, grazing her fingers over my skin and tickling across my face. As much as I missed laying closer to her and feeling her breasts sandwiched against my chest, I loved the feel of her round belly pushing against my stomach.
She started falling asleep, and I yawned at nothing more than the contented look on her face. Her eyes would open, watch me lazily for a moment, and then close again.
“It’s a good life, isn’t it…” I said as my fingers still touched her belly. It wasn’t a question. “A beautiful life…”
Her eyes opened again, looking so tired. But she smiled a perfect Helene smile. “Such a beautiful life,” she said. Her eyelids fluttered again as they closed.
“Good night, my sweet Hell,” I whispered, and then I closed my eyes.
The End