Chapter 3a

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Two months later...
I wake up and yawn. My stomach is huge. I mean I am seven months pregnant, but still. Strong arms wrap around me and I close my eyes. I hear soft murmuring. Tobias. He is still asleep. "I love you, Tris. You're my everything." He murmurs and I blush lightly. I turn to him and he stirs, but doesn't wake. I start to wriggle out of his grasp. I need to shower, I decided to keep going to school. Once I am out of his strong grip, he wakes up, startled. "And I tried to not wake you." I sigh and his eyes focus on me. He relaxes. "You know I can only sleep with you in my arms. When you leave, I feel... cold." He says and I blush. "Where are you going?" He asks me as I start to sit up. "Shower." He helps me up. He slept in only his boxers and I slept in his shirt and undergarments.

"May I join you?" I blush and nod. He follows me into the bathroom. We both strip and get in the shower. He kisses me gently and presses me on the wall. He kisses my jaw, neck, collarbone, shoulder.... "I love you." he says between kisses. "I know I heard you when you were asleep." he blushes madly, kissing the hollow of my throat. "I love you, too." I say and he kisses my chest gently. "Tobias..." I moan, "What has gotten into you?" He's never been like this. "I want you so badly. Seven months, Tris. Seven months of seeing you naked. I can't help it." he says, breathlessly. He kisses my side then my waist.

I clutch his hair and he kisses my hip. I moan feeling his moist tongue run along it. "Tobias..." I moan, warning like. "Tobias, you're never like this.." I moan. "That's because I could have a heated make out session everyday. Not sex, just stripping. Now I can't." He takes sharp breaths. He kisses my thigh and kneels. No, he wouldn't dare. He inches closer to my entrance. His tongue runs right above it. I moan and he kisses my entrance. I feel something warm enter me, his tongue. I moan loudly and he moves his tongue around. His tongue hits a sweet spot. "Tobias, if you don't want to taste it- stop." I moan, feeling my self wanting to release. I try to hold it back as he hits my sweet spot again and again. I moan loudly and he wraps my legs around his neck.

He pushes his tongue deeper, its getting harder to hold back. He hits a sweet spot, deep in me. My sweet spot that doesn't fail to make me relax and release. I release and moan at the same time. He swallows and keeps going. He hits sweet spots, a lot. I moan and lean my head back. I unlock my legs and he carefully helps me stand. He makes me release once more, then slowly retracts his tongue. He stands and I crash my lips on his. He moans loudly. "You little devil." I growl and he laughs lightly. I kiss his chest, stomach, sides, waist, abdomen, hip, thigh... I stop at his area. He leans on the shower wall and I grip his length, not too hard. I press my tongue to his tip and he sighs. I put as much of his length as I can into my mouth.

"Don't you do it, Tris." he moans and I suck on it. He moans really loud. I'm on my knees. "Let me sit, please." He gasps, I do. When he sits, I put his area in my mouth again. He keeps my hair from my face and moans. I swirl my tongue around his area. He moans louder. "Tris, stop." he moans and tries to push me off, gently. "I'm going to release- you're not going to enjoy it." I put more of his length in my mouth. He moans and I continually lick his tip. I feel something warm in my mouth. He released. I pull back and swallow. I grin and crawl on him. His area hardens, against my thigh. I kiss his neck. "Stop, Tris. My temptations.." he moans, I grip his area and position myself over it. I rub my entrance against it, lightly. I lower myself and moan. He sighs then moans when I move my hips in a circular motion.

He moves his hips against mine, making it even more enjoyable.

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