Carrying His Heir While Fighting His Lies novel Chapter 109

I sniffed when I could not control my tears.

He pulled me toward him while holding my chin. He made me look at him.

"What's wrong?" He asked, looking at my tears.

I shake my head while my lips wobble.

Baby, talk to me. What's wrong? Is something bothering you? Or is it hurting anywhere?" He asked me up and down.

"I..i..you.." I tried to find the right words to express my feelings, but I wasn't getting any.

"I...you what? He asked when he did not understand.

I shake my head in frustration and close my eyes in frustration.

I heard him take a deep breath. He knows I don't want to talk about whatever is bothering me, so I left the topic.

He pulled my head onto his arm while caressing my hair.

His hand traveled from my hair to my cheeks, and slowly it was getting down. I know he is going to stop on my stomach, but in between, there will be a few things, and if he touches them, I might lose.

I closed my eyes tightly when his palm touched my breast.

My breath hitched audibly, and his hand stopped.

He caressed my breast for a second and said, "Baby, don't you think they have become more plump and juicy?" I so wanted to answer him, but as if something had caught my tongue, I could not reply.

He pressed gently to check the size, and unknowingly, I arched my chest for more.

I know he knows I want more; next, I felt his lips on mine. I pull him closer to me while he molds my lips with his.

His one hand was supporting his weight while the other was pressing my left mountain.

Gosh, this is heaven.

I moan loudly with no shame. I wanted him to know I wanted more and more.

"Gosh, baby." He dropped his face in the crook of my neck and sniffed deeply, and I was a huffing mess.

"Baby, we can't do this. Do you remember what the doctor said?" He spoke, looking into my eyes, and I got tears in my eyes in anger.

"I don't care. I want you NOW." I ordered with no care or shame, with teary eyes, hearing his not to this.

I kept on looking at him, saying no word, and I was looking at what he was planning. Is he agreeing or not?

Because I am a pregnant, selfish bitch, I just think of my pleasure nowadays.

"Princess, I will give you what you want, but my way is okay." He spoke, and I nodded with urgency.

His hand started working on my maternity night. One by one, he started opening the front bottoms of my nighties, which reached to my knee.

With each button, I felt hot. He wasn't touching me yet, but still, he was touching me.

I know he is teasing me. I can see the way he bit his lip between his teeth.

His hand finally dragged down my noodle strap, and now my whole body is exposed in front of him.

I drop my lashes down towards his touch. My enormous stomach and two enormous globes were the only things I could see. Beyond that, my baby bump was invisible to my sight.

He dragged the warm quilt completely off my body and again tacked it on my lips, to which I replied in full favor.

His lips started descending toward my neck, where he sucked my sweet spot, making me a moaning mess.

I could already feel the sweat on my forehead and body. I was soaking wet.

Finally, his warm mouth found my not-so-small nipples, which have become the size of grapes. I jerked a little when an electric current ran down my spine.

Giving equal attention to both my boobs and pressing one while pressing the other. I don't think I have ever felt as good as I am feeling right now.

His wet lips and saliva I felt all over my nipples while I was holding his head, dropping my fingers lost in his silky hair.

He started kissing my enormous stomach, and his velvety lips left my skin while looking at me.

By now, my vision had become hazy, but I could still see his lustful eyes drilling holes in my face.

My need was obvious to even a blind person, and I have no guilt for the same.

I wanted what I wanted.

He pushed my leg apart after tearing my pants.