•E.2•

"Yoongi stop." I asked.

"What?" He ignored my request and kept touching me.

"Stop touching me."

"What? Can't a husband touch his wife?" I looked at him and he only grinned his gummy smile.

"That's not what I was saying." I paused as I sighed. He chuckled as he pulled me closer to him. It made it really difficult to get angry or pretend I was angry at him when he acted so preciously. "What do you want for dinner?"

"I don't know. Wait—I do know. I want skewers." I smiled. "And falafels!"

"Again?" He raises an eye brow as he nestled his lips near my jaw. I nodded in response. "For you and the little one, fine."

"Do you want me to go with you?" I asked, but I kind of didn't want to go. Moving with this big belly was not ideal.

"No, I'll be fine. Stay here." He smiled and gave me a chaste kiss before getting up.

I smiled and nodded as I rubbed the big belly. I hadn't been able to cook for a while since smell would upset me. If it wasn't the food I'm craving, I would be sick. Thus, recently, Yoongi would bring home food I wanted—as long as it wasn't too unhealthy.

But every time he left, I missed him. Even though it was only ten minutes away, I missed him.

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"Yoongi, Stop!" I tried stopping him but he wouldn't. He was so stubborn. "Honey, please..."

"Damn...I love it when you say that." His whispers were raspy as he pressed himself deeper into th curve of my ass. "I've mentioned that I love you like this?"

"Like what?" I asked, "bloated, tired and cranky?"

"No, you pregnant...with my child. So plump and big." I groaned at his words.

Unbelievable...but I still loved him with all my soul

"Which basically means you like the way my my boobs look." I sighed as I turned around. "You seem to really like them, more than the baby."

I had just gotten up to get some water before Yoongi had come back with food that he had promised. He had immediately come to me as soon as he saw me.

He had settled the food on the coffee table and attacked me with a large hug. The hug I loved, it was his roaming hands that bothered me—kind of.

"Yeah...I mean I do like these." Yoongi fondled my swollen breasts. I gasped as the sensations were heightened. "But I like this part too."

Since my pregnancy, my body was super sensitive, especially my breasts and vagina. They were swollen and had milk in them as the baby was reaching nearly eight months.

Yoongi's fingers rubbed the bloated stomach before reaching lower to my sensitive pussy.

"Kitten..."

"Yoongi..." I moaned his name, flowing out so perfectly, deliciously.

"Let me have you...let's do it..."

"But..." I whimpered as his fingers began to rub my belly. "How can you possibly want to have sex when I'm over seven months pregnant?"

"Shush, the doctor said it'll make the aching go away. I'll be gentle," he whispered, blowing soft air into my ears. I couldn't help but whimper at his words, the sensual blows of his breath against my skin. "I'll be gentle with our little cub."

"Yoongi," I couldn't help but fall for his words. The deep raspy voice that made me wetter than a raging river. I leaned into him, exposing my neck as I looked up, raising my head back.

"Yes, kitty?" He chuckled as he rubbed my belly and rocked me slowly. "What is it?"

"Hurry..."

"Hmm," he nodded as he led me to an expanse of wall without anything on it. "Hold on to the wall."

"I..." I gasped as he pushed my upper torso lower. I kept my head from touching the wall by my hand as his finger lifted up my large dress over my head.

"I've been doing my own little research and this should be fine, but the position I want you to do...we're going to do it after dinner."

"Food..."

"We'll do a quickie." He growled. It was so sexy. Why was he so sexy?

"Hurry," I whined as I could not decide on food or sex. I wanted both. I was getting so selfish, I wondered if that was because of the hormones.

Pushing my comfortable stretchy underwear, which was suggested by my mother and my mother in law, for comfort, Yoongi found my wet lips already soaking from his words alone.

"So wet..."

I whispered his name as much as I wanted it.

"Yoongi, don't hurt the baby..."

"I won't. Daddy will protect you, little cub. Kitten, I'm going to try to to be gentle."

I nodded. Yoongi pushed himself inside through my folds, entering the wet cavern that belonged to him.

"God, you're tight." He moaned as he snuggled himself inside me. I moaned at the feeling of his hard cock and also because of his words.

"Do you like it?" I asked, my breath getting heavier as it felt so good. It felt so good to have him inside my sopping pussy. I moaned for him as I leaned my body forward even more.

"Do I—tell me when I can move. I'm going to be rough as I can." He cursed under his breath and his voice got raspy and hoarse. It was so sexy.

"You can move." I held myself by gripping the wall in front of me. The wall was cool against my heated skin. "Yoongi you can go faster."

"Kitten," he grunted as his cock entered me deep and fast. My sticky walls swallowed all that he would give me. "I don't want to hurt our little cub..."

"You won't. I know you won't. Ah!" I moaned as he slammed it over that special spot numerous times.

Yoongi pulled out pushing me gently the the sofa. He commanded with an eagerness. He was so hard.

"Kitten, lay down. Let me cum all over inside of you."

"Yoongi," my moans were muffled as Yoongi left a chaste kiss on my lips before positioning himself rubbing the thick cock, coating the length with my sticky juice. I was so wet for him as I laid on my back in the same position that he fucked our precious baby inside of.

He rubbed our sensitive spots together, only teasing each other. I gasped as the head entered with an easy push and the rest of his length was pounded inside. He pulled out fast but when he pushed inside, he was slow and careful. He did this in precise rhythm as my name flowed from his lips.

"Kitten, your so tight! Kitten, you're so perfect!" He this until he came, and I felt satisfied at the way he moaned into my ears. He pulled away and I immediately missed him.

But hunger...I couldn't ignore the hunger and my cravings.

"Yoongi can we eat?"

"Yes...", he sighed as he kissed my cheeks. "Let's eat, but...I'm not done with you."

"You're never done with me..."

I giggled as we move to eat.

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Food was long processed and we were now in our bed, his promise to me fulfilled. He had not been done with me.

He sighed as he breathed through his nose and out from his mouth. He made sure to lie down on his side, making sure that he wasn't crushing me.

"I love you..."

He chuckled as he rubbed my belly.

"I love you too."

He looked at my hand on my belly as the fingers caressed the large protruding bump. I was blessed. I really was. This baby was a blessing, but I also wanted this baby out.

I wanted to see him or her. I wanted to hold the baby.

I also wanted to hug Yoongi properly. I couldn't hug him because the belly was big...

I lost myself in my thoughts but he easily pulled me back to him.

"I think it's official. He groaned as he nestled me close to him, my face resting on his chest.

"What is?" I asked, he sounded happy but also worried.

"I think I have a pregnancy kink for you."

"What?" I coughed.

"Sleep Kitten, sleep. We can talk about this tomorrow..."

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I thought about just leaving it like this, but I won't.

Besides this book reached 100K! 😱😱