He Loves My Curves (5 page)

My back was already aching as I rolled out of bed for my third wee that night. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I chuckled because I realised how pointless it was that I was worried about gaining two pounds. I couldn’t even see my feet anymore as my stomach protruded out so much but there were some benefits to that because it meant that on Mondays I would no longer be able to the see my nemesis, the scales.

Richard somehow thought that I’d developed a pregnancy glow about a few days after I’d told him that I was pregnant which meant that if I wasn’t waddling to the bathroom, I was being pillaged by my husband. My pregnancy had made my clit swell and my orgasms were far more intense, so I let him ravage me. For the first time in years, I actually felt sexy and it wasn’t just because of Richard, it was because I had realised how little my weight mattered. Richard had always made me feel beautiful and I had proved to myself that I could lose it if I wanted to. I’d often catch Richard staring at me or watching me sleep and his adoration made it difficult for me to care about my size anymore. Emily had resigned shortly after she’d caught us having sex in his office and Sian had informed me that Emily had gained so much weight after finding out that I was pregnant that she no longer goes to the gym at all.

I got back into bed and as he spooned me I felt his cock press against me. He kissed along my neck and laced his fingers into mine.

“I didn’t know that it was possible to fall even more in love with you,” he whispered. He gently caressed my engorged breasts. They’d become just as tender as they had large and Richard resented not being able to properly fulfil his urge to grope them. Doggy style was one of the only ways that we could make love nowadays, so I got up onto all fours. He never had much self-control when it came to entering me but lately he was unable to wait until I was in the right position before he entered me. He reached his hands up to my breasts and softly fondled them as he kissed my back. He involuntarily bucked against my hips as his hands trembled down my waist, towards my ass. I knew that it was torture for him to be gentle with me as he slowly humped my slit. He rubbed my swollen clit with his fingers and I moved my body backwards to take in more of his length. His soft thrusts seemed to get him closer than his ferocious pounding, like he was enjoying looking after me. I loved having the man who impregnated me deep inside of my pussy because I felt completely at peace like I couldn’t want for anything more. Blood rushed to my sweet spot as he stroked me and an elated rush of pleasure engulfed my whole body. He struggled to stop himself from thrusting and it made him lose his rhythm. He collapsed down next to me and I snuggled up to him as he stroked my belly. He moved his head down until he was facing my stomach and he kissed my bump. He began talking to our baby and my two pounds seemed to flutter away into nothingness.

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