I start by kissing her neck, finding the pulse point that always makes her gasp. She tilts back her head, giving me better access,and I take advantage by trailing my mouth along her throat and across her collarbone.
“You taste like heaven,” I whisper against her skin, watching her shiver beneath my touch.
I explore her body with devotion, noting the subtle changes that pregnancy has brought. Her breasts are noticeably fuller and more sensitive, and when I close my mouth over one nipple, she arches against me with a cry that goes straight to my cock.
“Is this okay?” I ask, suddenly aware that her body might have different needs now.
“More than okay since everything is more intense now.” She tangles her hands in my hair, holding me against her. “Don’t stop.”
I take my time worshipping her breasts, using my tongue and teeth to drive her wild. Her responses are more dramatic than before. She’s more sensitive to every touch, and I’m fascinated by these changes. “Tell me what works for you,” I murmur, switching to her other breast.
“Everything you’re doing works perfectly, but when you use your teeth gently like that...” She gasps as I comply with her request. “Yes, exactly like that.”
I continue my exploration, noting how her skin flushes more easily now and how every touch seems to send electricity through her body. When I finally move lower, trailing kisses down her stomach, she’s already trembling with need.
“You’re so beautiful,” I say, pressing a soft kiss just below her navel. “Knowing you’re carrying our child makes you even more perfect.”
“About that—” Whatever she’s about to say is lost in a deep moan when I lick her slit from the clit to the opening.
I settle more comfortably between her thighs, using my mouth to map every sensitive spot that makes her gasp and moan. She tastes different than before, sweeter and more intoxicating, and I lose myself in the act of licking her pussy.
I start slowly, teasing her with gentle licks and soft kisses that make her hips lift toward my mouth. When I finally focus on her clit, using firm strokes of my tongue, she cries out so loudly I’m grateful for the cabin’s isolation.
“Yarik, please,” she whispers, her hands gripping my hair. “I need you inside me.”
“Not yet.” I continue my ministrations, alternating between her clit and dipping my tongue inside her. “I want to savor this and make you come with my mouth first.”
She makes a frustrated sound that turns into a moan when I slide two fingers inside her while continuing to work her clit with my tongue. Her body is incredibly responsive, clenching around my fingers as she gets closer to the edge.
“Please don’t stop,” she begs, her thighs trembling around my head. “I’m so close.”
I don’t stop, using my fingers to find the spot inside her that makes her see stars while my tongue focuses on the bundle of nerves under her clit that will send her over. When her orgasm crashes through her, she arches off the couch, crying my name loudly while continuing to convulse around my fingers.
When her muscles relax, I gently withdraw from her sheath and move up her body while she’s still recovering from herclimax, settling between her legs as her breathing slowly returns to normal. I press my cock against her slick entrance, and she whimpers, managing another lift of her hips. When I enter her, she gasps, her eyes flying open to meet mine.
“You’re different,” I say, moving slowly to let her adjust.
“Pregnancy changes things and makes everything more sensitive.” She rolls her hips, taking me deeper. “It still works perfectly, and you’re perfect.”
We move together with languid grace, no urgency driving us this time. This is all about love and the overwhelming need to be connected. I watch her face in the firelight, memorizing every expression of pleasure that crosses her features. “I love watching you like this.” I adjust my angle to hit the spot that makes her gasp. “You’re so beautiful when you’re lost in pleasure.”
“I love you,” she whispers, framing my face with her hands.
“I love you too.” I press a kiss to her lips, losing myself in the taste of her. When we finally part, we’re both breathless. “I never imagined I could love someone so much.”
Our rhythm gradually increases as passion builds between us. She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper, and I have to grit my teeth to maintain control. The way her pussy clings to my cock, hot and perfect, threatens to undo me completely.
“Harder,” she whispers against my ear, digging her nails into my shoulders. “I need more.”
I comply with her request, increasing my pace while maintaining the angle that makes her gasp with each thrust. The sound ofour bodies coming together fills the cabin, mixing with her soft moans and my own harsh breathing.
“You are so good.” I groan, struggling to maintain control as she clenches around me. “So perfect and so mine.”
“Yours,” she agrees, meeting my thrusts with increasing desperation. “Always yours.”
I reach between us to stroke her clit, wanting to send her over the edge around my cock this time. The moment my fingers make contact, she throws back her head with a cry that echoes through the cabin.
“Come with me,” I whisper against, my own climax approaching.
