Body:You heard the man! Lie back and let him worship me already!
Uterus:Finally, I’m free from the shackles of your internalized misogynistic fashion standards.
Brain:Sigh. I guess I’ll see you in the morning.
CHAPTER 29
TRISTAN
I take in the glorious sight of Ligaya naked on my bed. Her body has definitely changed to accommodate lush breasts and the protruding bump on her lower abdominals. She’s never been sexier. Knowing it’sourbabies that are causing this transformation is a damn turn-on.
I am dying to fuck the mother of my children.
“You wanted me to turn down the light? How could you deny me this? You’re a fucking goddess.”
She rubs her stomach tentatively. “Sometimes, my body feels strange to me. But at other times, nothing feels more natural than these changes.”
I lie down beside her, kissing her gently as my hand roams to where hers awaits.
“Move my hand. Show me where our babies are growing. Teach me how to touch you there.”
She places her palm over mine as our eyes stay locked. Every movement is controlled by Ligaya. She guides me over the new terrain of her stomach that grows to give life to our children. Up and around the stomach, along the hardened crease underneath her belly, over the cute indent of her bellybutton.
I’m in awe of her. It’s one thing to touch these changes, a whole other experience toseethem. Before I can reposition toenjoy her new curves up close, Ligaya has other things in mind. With my hand still under hers, she pushes it down till it covers her entire sex.
She is soaked.
“Need me to take care this perfect pussy, sweetheart?”
“No joke, Tristan, I’ve never been so horny. They say it’s normal to have more sexual energy after the first trimester, and it’s true. All my cantaloupe cravings have turned to wet dreams.”
I chuckle at her quirky honesty. I move her hand to the side because I know exactly how to touch her there.
“I’ve got it from here.”
I shift her legs so I can nestle between her fleshy thighs. I feast, licking her entrance and rubbing my lips along her folds. My tongue plays with her clit as my fingers start to prod the soaked opening. Ligaya begins swirling her hips erratically. I drink her arousal with an appetite that can never be satisfied. She is my absolute favorite flavor.
“Right there. Oh, Tristan, that’s . . .”
She comes all over my mouth, her body bucking as I suck on her clit. Delicious arousal floods my senses. I’m so turned on, I nearly blow. I grab my cock tightly and close my eyes to calm the hell down.
After a few seconds, I open my eyes to the sight of Ligaya kneading her breasts and tweaking her nipples. Moving up her torso slowly, I rub my lips against her growing bump and lick around her belly button. She makes a sound that is somehow both sexy and cute.
“I love that sound,” I admit.
“What?”
“When you giggle and sigh. That should be the ringtone for Mama, don’t you think, kids?” I talk into her tummy where I’m still lavishing kisses with the lightest suction.
“I will toss your phone out the window if you ever record me, Tristan Thorne.”
“That’s littering,” I throw her earlier accusation back at her.
We both laugh. But as I move up her body and let my teeth graze the side of her boobs, no one is laughing. I kiss Ligaya hard, plunging deep so she can experience the taste of my favorite flavor. She meets me with equally eager strokes of her tongue.
“Open your legs, sweetheart, nice and wide.”
She smiles and lifts her legs with knees open. Her feet wrap around my lower back.
