“Would you prefer that I played with your clit? Or I enter you from behind and fuck you real slow while I play with your tits, or… I fuck your tits with those luxurious, enticing bubbles? If none of those temp you, I’m always up for a straightforward blow job from the side of the tub.” I winked for good measure and my cock strained at the fly of my jeans in protest at the mention of the fun he wanted to have.
“Oh, such a charcuterie board to choose from,” she replied, straight-faced but amused. She tapped her finger against her lips like she was considering her options.
“I think I’ll take option two, please,” she said, like she was choosing from a fixed luncheon menu.
I laughed because I’d forgotten what the options were since I’d just rattled them off from the top of my head. “Which was?”
“Ha! You can’t remember, can you?”
“Of course I can,” I replied when the sight of her pregnancy engorged tits reminded me what my second point was. I nodded at the bath. Okay, let’s get you in there and then I can get in behind you, under you, I mean inside you,” I joked as I grabbed both sides of her pants and dragged them down her legs.
After Lily had kicked off her pants and stripped out of her panties, I held her hand and watched as she entered the water. “Damn, this is real,” I muttered.
Glancing toward me she frowned. “What is?”
“Our baby, you’re really taking shape now.”
“Is that a nice way of saying, I’m getting fat?” she said, sounding flat as she sat down.
“You are not fat. Your body is changing for the best possible reason. And what I said was me expressing how incredible I think you are. You can’t imagine how excited I feel, knowing my seed is growing with yours, and we’re bringing new life to the world. I used to think nothing could change how I felt about you, but seeing you carrying our child only makes me love you more. You look more beautiful every day to me. The gift of life is a miracle,” I said, sounding hippy as shit, but that’s how I felt, and she’d needed to hear it.
“Hmmm,” she hummed for longer than usual.
“You’re going to be an amazing mom,” I predicted.
Lily didn’t reply as I stripped out of my clothing, then climbed in and settled behind her. Lifting her onto my legs, I pulled her back against my chest. An instant sense of calm settled between us from the moment we connected skin to skin.
She softly sighed. “This is nice,” she admitted, turning her head to look up at me. Once our eyes connected, she reached up and rubbed her knuckles against my three-day-old scruff. As fast as she gave me her affection, she took it away, “Oh,” she gasped, sat upright and placed her hand over her stomach.
“What? What’s is it?” I asked alarmed. Lily didn’t reply and my heart began to race. “Lily?”
“Hm,” she hummed. “I think I just felt our baby move.”
“You did?” I asked, sliding my hand to her lower abdomen.
“Uh, huh, there was weird fluttering low in my belly.”
“That’s what the books said it would feel like, right?” I asked for confirmation.
“Yeah,” she replied wistfully.
“You’re sure it’s not wind?” I teased, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her back against me again.
“Pretty sure,” she replied, chuckling.
Sliding my arms around her I dropped one over her belly again and sat concentrating with my eyes closed, wishing I could feel what she felt.
“Oh, it’s doing it again,” she mumbled.
I frowned. “I can’t feel anything. Do you think if I slip inside you, I’ll feel something?”
Lily laughed. “What are you going to do? Poke my cervix and hope you make it mad?” she joked, but my mind was already moving forward because in that moment I needed to feel connected to what she was feeling.
Lifting her up, I lined her entrance up with my crown and slowly slid inside.
“Oh, God,” she groaned as her head fell forward, her chin falling onto her chest.
“Fuck, this feels incredible.” My eyes closed and I took a minute to bask in her all around me. Once I’d gotten over the impact of my initial penetration, I exhaled slowly and checked that my wife was okay. “All good?”
