“Be careful, kitten. Might get more than you bargained for.” Peter playfully chastised as you pressed your backside into his growing erection. His arm was draped over your middle.
“I’m counting on it,” you purred.
“Mmm…that right?” His lips pressed kisses to your exposed neck as you angled so he had better access. He brushed his thumb over an erect nipple.
The breath caught in your throat. Your body was so sensitive to his touch, especially pregnant. Your hormones were in overdrive. Without warning you sat up stripped off your shirt, then divulged yourself of panties.
“Whoa,” Peter said with a smirk as you yanked his sleep shorts down, raising his hips to assist you.
A salacious grin crossed your lips as you straddled his hips. You took his hard cock in your hand and lined up with your entrance. Low moans escaped from both of you as you slid slowly down. Peter gripped your hips as you fluttered your eyes open. “Give it to me hard, Peter. I need it.”
He growled and started snapping his hips up. “So good.” Peter marveled.
“Harder. Faster.” The movement of your hips encouraging him to quicken his pace. Peter hit just the right spot over and over. He circled your clit with a thumb. “Ahhh…God.”
He sat up wrapping you in his arms. “I love…you…so fucking much.” Peter panted. He buried his face in crook of your neck.
“I love you too,” your answer was breathy. Your nails drug across his back and your legs squeezed his waist. “Oh, mmm… Peter. Faster. Please. So close.”
Peter obliged and quickened his pace. The only sounds were low moans, heavy breathing and the sound of your bodies joining. His thrusts became more stuttered.
A fire licked through your belly and spread through your body. Your toes curled as the orgasm took over your body. “Yes. Yes. God!”
Peter squeezed your hips, slammed into you once more. “Y/N! God!” He emptied himself into you. Peter collapsed back onto the bed and kissed your temple. “I love you. So much.”
A grin spread across your face as you placed tender kisses to his chest. “Love you most.”
“You’re going to kill me,” Peter said breathless. “when you’re pregnant you are even more-”
“Horny?”, you quipped as you untangled your limbs from the sheets and rolled off his chest.
Peter chuckled. “That’s the word I was looking for.”