Warning!! Mature Content!!
Celina’s POV
“I already said I am fine, I guess it is normal for pregnant women to constantly vomit everything they eat.” I told Jefferson, he was very worried that I almost ate nothing now that everything I put in my stomach was now filling our bathroom sink. At first, I had a hard time dealing with it. But as days went by, I started to get used to it.
“You can’t blame me, my Celina. I love you so much and I was worried that you’re not getting everything that your body needs because you always throw up.” he replied as he helped me sit down on our bed after we walked out of our bathroom.
“Maybe our baby doesn’t like the food that I am eating.” I said,
“Then what does our little princess want?” he asked as he stroked my tummy gently. I rolled my eyes at him for assuming that we will be having a princess. What if it’s a baby boy?
“You know what, don’t let your hopes out. We don’t know what the baby’s gender is until, I guess, in the fifth month or so, manage your expectations.”
“Our baby is not a thing. I wanted a baby girl, but if we have a baby boy, it’s fine with me too. I just want a baby girl because I wanted to pamper you and her together.” he replied,
“You can still pamper our baby boy, if ever.”
“Do you think he will still like it when he is in college?” he asked, raising a brow.
“Point taken, but you can’t be sure that our baby girl would want to be pampered when she feels like she’s a grown up too.”
“I agree, but if I always baby her, I’m sure that she’ll get used to it like her mommy. Come on my Celina, you like it when I’m doting on you, right?” he asked and I smiled happily before I answered,
“Yes, Jeffy. Very much, especially when your face is in between my legs.” he laughed and said,
“You don’t know how much I wanted that more than you wanted it,” he said and kissed me. My gosh, we are happy and in love. I hope this will never end and we continue to live like this even after we have our baby. He said he wanted a lot of kids. Well, me too. It was lonely being alone and with no one to talk to when I needed someone or a companion. I was thankful to God that He gave me a husband like Jefferson who loved me unconditionally.
We just came back from the hospital for a monthly check-up and our baby is in its third month. My doctor told us that everything’s OK but I still need to rest. If I don’t really need to work, it would be better if I would stay at home or work at home. I usually have tantrums when I never get to see Jefferson and get infuriated when he answers my call after so many rings. I started to think that our baby would take after him because of my mood swings because of him.
I felt like I was getting weight, and saw how my body started to change and I was kind of conscious because my already big b***** was getting bigger and Jefferson was the first one to notice them. He was so happy that his eyes were sparkling, such a perverted husband.
More than me, he was the most excited. He even put my check-up schedules on his calendar and informed Daria about it so she could remind him when he was too busy. My happiness was beyond the clouds and so was he. I wasn’t expecting to be this happy when I decided to marry him. I thought all I could ever feel with him was pain and heartache, especially the first time that something happened to us.
“My Celina,” he said while inhaling my scent. Him doing that has made me feel uncomfortable this past few weeks. I am not like before who really made an effort to clean myself up, so when he arrives home or whenever he wants me, I am ready.
“What is it? You just saw that I just vomited, I smell dirty.”
“I don’t care about that, it’s our baby that was making you feel that way, so it’s fine.” he replied, “And I am really going to do dirty things with you.” he said, then pushed me lightly. Now I was lying on our bed with him on top. Even if he was wanton right now, he made sure that I was not carrying his weight.
“Jefferson, I have not cleaned up yet.”
“You took a bath before we went to your doctor, my Celina. You still smell heaven.” he replied and kissed me again. Oh gosh, I just really can’t do anything about him. I was wearing a dress and he said that it was good for the baby. He said that I should wear a flowy dress so our baby would be comfortable. Although he was right, I still knew that he had an agenda. “It will be easier for me to make out or make love with you,” he ended up saying.
The next thing I knew, I was totally naked and so like him. He made me ride on him most of the time out of fear that he would squeeze our baby. I laughed at him when he told me that. I swivel my hips and get in the rhythm with him. I love being on top of him and in control while he guides my hips while pinching my bu** cheeks that light up the fire in between my legs.
“Ohhh, Jeffyyyy…” I moaned as I started going up and down. Every thrust, I felt like he was reaching my soul. He’s so big, yes for me. I don’t know if it was the normal size for a d*** because I didn’t know anyone to compare them with, but to me, he was bigger than my hole.
“Yes, my Celina. You’re doing great. Oh, yes! Yes!” he got up and we changed positions. He was so gentle when we did that, afraid to strain my body, I guess. But when I was under him, he thrust as hard as he could and faster until we cum again. I thought it was already over, but I was wrong. I’m now on my knees and elbows as he positioned himself behind me, then I felt him thrust himself again.
His hands roamed and found my br****s and played them. “Ohhh… Jeffyyyy, faster please, faster….” and I don’t need to tell him that again because he did exactly what I told him.
“It really feels good inside you my Celina.” he was now hugging me, then after a while, he pulled out his d*** and took me with him to lay on our bed. I was still in his embrace and I couldn’t help but smile. Oh, I love this man.
“My Celina, I love you very much.”
“I love you too, Jeffy,” I replied. What a happy life.