The Wanted Girls

The small bulge of my pregnant belly protrudes over the edge of my leggings as I sit cross-legged on the floor, sorting my books into boxes. I have to take care to make sure I don't accidentally pack any of his books, but we have been together so long the lines of ownership have blurred. This one, I think, holding a well-worn paperback. I bought this for him, but I enjoyed it more.  I know I am torturing myself, but I open the book to the first page. To Nate, reads the inscription. Happy birthday and happy reading! All my love, Kate. March 3rd, 2017. The book goes back on the shelf. I don't want to be reminded of happier times right now. Still, as I continue to sort through the books, my mind drifts to the happy, heady, insatiable days when we were first together. And the equally blissful weeks and months and years that followed.  Back then he could barely keep his hands off me. I could barely keep my clothes on. We would see each other after however long it had been and it would be almost unbearable to wait until we were alone to devour each other. I am running through the trees, giggling madly, and the rain is pouring down. "I am going to get you, Katie!: I hear him bellow behind me. The park is closed off at night, but we are adventurers and a locked gate means nothing to us. I dart between the trees, my bare feet squelching in the wet ground, and I hear him getting closer. My heart is pounding, and I know my face looks exhilarated and lit up with excitement. He's going to get me any second! my racing mind shouts. And then, who knows? Just then I feel his back arms grab my waist and pull me to him. I turn around in his arms; both our bodies are steaming in the wet night air, our chests heaving. My breasts are pressed up against him and almost spilling over the neckline of my floral corset top. His mouth crashes against mine, all soft lips and probing, tantalizing tongue. He starts walking me backwards until I am against a tree. Without taking his lips from mine, he pins my arms over my head and begins kissing furiously along my jaw, down my neck, along my collarbone. His expert fingers fumble in the dim light with the lacing at the front of my top but he pulls it down and my breasts happily bounce free from their prison. He grips one in each hand and lowers his head to lick and suck my n*****s as I begin to softly moan. I reach down and feel that he is already rock-hard and ready. A tingling warmth begins to spread between my legs and I can feel myself getting wet, and I feel excitement as I do every time over how much he craves and desires me.  Sure enough, it doesn't take long before I hear his belt buckle being undone and his pants unzipped. He doesn't even have to take his focus away from my breasts and my hot, hardened n*****s. He reaches under my skirt to push aside my panties, then quickly and easily lifts me up against the tree. His mouth on mine again, I feel his hard c**k against the warm wetness of my p***y, and with one thrust he is deep inside me. A low, guttural moan escapes my lips as he starts f*****g me forcefully but not frantically. He knows I like to be loved passionately but slowly. I moan again and bury my face between his neck and shoulder to try and make less noise. Playfully, I bite his neck and he responds by nibbling near my ear. I groan and lean my head back and he kisses along my neck and collarbone again. My blood is rushing and even though this is many times since our first time, I feel delirious with desire and abandonment. The feel of his big c**k filling up my insides, the heat coming from our bodies, the increasing pace and frenzy of it all begin to push me over the edge. His body is pressing and rubbing hard against my c**t with each thrust and all of a sudden he stops.  Nate drops to his knees on the ground in front of me and buries his face between my legs. With his tongue on my c**t and his fingers inside me, teasing me, I know I am not far from coming hard. He must feel me tightening around his fingers because soon he his standing again, pushing his way into me. My orgasm builds and builds and his pace matches the movement of my hips until finally my whole body shudders and I cry out my ecstasy in one quick loud burst. My thighs are slick with sweat and my own juices, and I know soon that his c*m will be mixing there, too. Nate loves to feel me come and almost immediately I feel him stiffen and groan and finally thrust hard two more times and his own orgasm takes over his body. I can feel the warmth of his c*m deep inside me and wish he would keep going so I could feel him inside me for longer. He pulls out and keeps me pressed against the tree as he kisses me passionately and deeply. My head is spinning and I feel drunk with lust. Our breaths are still coming hard and heavy as we come down from the body rush and come back to where we are. Nate rests his head on my shoulder, presses his lips against my neck, and murmurs that he has never loved anyone like he loves me, never known a girl like me before. He continues whispering his sweet words to me as he kisses my neck and we keep catching our breaths. I look up into the tree tops and the winking stars I can see between the leaves and know I will always be this happy and in love.