I ran one long finger down her neck, sticky with white sugar frosting, and kissed her clean again. Thank god, I’d had the sense to bring a whole slice of cake along. I was hungry…

“We can’t do this here,” she gasped, laughing as I caught her sweet ass in my hands and cupped her. “...the guests are right outside…”

“So we’ll have to be quiet then, won’t we?” I teased. I unhooked the pearl clasp at the back of her neck and shuddered as the silk fluttered down, baring her naked breasts. She clutched, catching the fabric at her waist as I touched the cake to each of her nipples and left a white peak of frosting behind.

I caught one thick, sweet nipple and sucked it clean, raking my hands over her thighs to hike up her trailing hem. The silk was cool, soft… sensuous as hell. It rustled, and suddenly I couldn’t wait anymore… I caught her white silk panties in the crook of my thumb and slipped them down. It hadn’t been a fucking accident I’d finished the kitchen first. I knew I’d never be able to last until the guests were gone. I’d needed a place where we could slip away for a while, without being noticed…

“Let me look at you, Ember,” I whispered, kissing my way down her neck, down her fucking luscious breasts, dropping down on my knees. “Oh god, let me look at what we’ve made together…”

The tiny edges of her mouth softened, lifting… and she let go of her handful of silk. It fell in a soft, white pool at her feet and she was totally bare. Long, slim legs… one tiny muscle pulsing at the top of her thigh… Curving upwards and widening at the hips… her perfect belly, finally rounding out the way I’d always dreamed… She ran her hands over herself, over her luscious shape, and all the consciousness in my body drained downwards. I was aching, lusty, brutally hard…

She was like sweet, hot honey when I lifted one of her legs and took her pussy in my mouth. Her nub was round and hard on my tongue, slick with her own urgency. I dipped my tongue inside as I unzipped, released myself, and felt a long thick rope of hot fluid drip from my cock. Her ass was tight in my hands, her lips thick and swollen with hunger. I kissed her… all the way up her body so I could kiss her mouth. I wanted her to taste herself on me…

“...Holy…” I gasped out, turning her in my arms so I could tuck her bare ass into the hot proof of how badly I needed her. I ran my hands over her flesh, discovering curves and valleys as if I’d never touched her before. Her swollen breasts, still sticky with sugar, filled my hands, spilling over. I leaned over her shoulder and cradled her belly. “I can’t wait until you’re even riper,” I whispered into her ear. “I love you… so round and so full…”

“And I love you long and hard,” she whispered back, putting her hands on the edge of the iron stove. She pushed her hips back demandingly, arching her back and spreading her legs for me. “So I guess you’d better take advantage of me…

“Every chance you get.”

A second later, I was fully inside her, my cock hard as steel and hot as hell. I churned long, thick strokes in her, felt her tighten around me. I held her hips, her belly and the hot, desperate need of her body. I ran a rough hand down her naked spine, made hollow as she bent forward to take all of me inside. Her copper hair splayed over her shoulders like a scatter of embers and my cock stiffened with a frantic urgency. I was huge and thick, harder than ever as her body moved, her muscles working my cock in throbbing waves. My balls were tight underneath me, aching for the release that only she could give. But I needed to see her eyes…

I reached for her ankle and picked it up, lifting it high so it dragged across my chest as I turned her. She was spread, but incredibly tight, her ankle resting against the hard curve of my shoulder. I reached underneath her, cupping her ass so I could lift her off the ground. She was impaled on my cock, her arms around my neck. I was fully inside her… sliding her body up and down against my chest. Her wet clit swelled on my shaft and I quickened my speed, building the heat between us… building hot, fucking friction…

“Come for me, babygirl,” I whispered into her mouth. Her breath was fast and ragged, catching in her throat as I pushed her higher. She was slick and tight, watching my face as I stiffened my thighs and thrust in even deeper. Her eyes were huge, dark, endless. And I knew I was home for good. Our future was in the depths those eyes, in the promise between us, in this valley we both loved. “My hot, beautiful pregnant wife…”

And it hit with the power of a firestorm. Her body consumed me, swallowing all I had, all I could ever offer and giving back more than I’d ever dreamed of. She breathed my name and I spilled inside her. We were hot, wet, a raging wildfire of climax… all started by the perfect match.

But for Ember and me, once was never enough.

And I was more than up to the task.