We Just Need Us (Second Generation Book 5)

Chapter 39

CLEMMY

“More, more, Robbie more!” 

A growl comes from deep in his throat and in one swift movement, Robbie grips my hips and flips me over onto my hands and knees. His large palm smacks against my ass cheek and I scream in pleasure before he slides himself back into me. He leans forward, his entire body covering mine, and sinks his teeth into my shoulder.

“So fucking amazing. Your pussy is so fucking good, Clem. I could fuck you every day.”

I laugh and snort, probably not to sexiest thing to do during sex, but it doesn’t stop him from thrusting into me. “You realize you pretty much do fuck me every day, right?”

“And I love every second of it.” He slowly pulls off my back and then runs his hand down my spine until he reaches my crack. Robbie’s hand spreads my cheeks open and he presses his thumb against my ass. I really fucking love it when he plays with my ass. I didn’t think that would be something I liked, but between his fingers, the vibrator, and even his dick, I’ve found I cum even more when he takes care of me multiple ways at once.

“Cum for me, Clem. I’m right there baby, just waiting for you.”

I reach my hand between my legs and begin to rub against my clit. Between three zones being triggered, my body spasms, and the white-hot orgasm spreads through my body. I can feel the way that Robbie tenses right before he’s ready to cum and sure enough shortly after he lets out a deep growl and his warmth fills me up and drips down my leg.

Robbie wraps his arm around my waist and falls down onto the bed on our sides, his arm draped over my waist and his hand splayed across my belly. To the ordinary eye, it would be difficult to notice the change in my stomach, but anybody close to us can tell that the twins are started to show themselves. The small little bump is more noticeable later during the day when I’ve had more to eat, but it is still there. This pregnancy feels totally different. Rather than coming up with ways to hide my bump for as long as I could, I happily show it off.

“I love the second trimester.” Robbie chuckles as he presses a kiss against my neck and then nuzzles into the crook. 

“You just love that I make random, middle-of-the-day booty calls.”

“Not arguing that one bit, baby.”

The cuddling doesn’t last nearly long enough. The fact is that I have to take a shower and get back to work for my afternoon appointments. Robbie needs to go back to work too. He left his job site when I texted him earlier asking if he wanted to meet at home for a mid-day hook up. He told his customer that his fiance was having a pregnancy emergency. The poor old lady probably thinks it was something serious, but no, I was just horny as fuck.

Begrudgingly, I slide out from Robbie’s arms and start the shower. After getting in and cleaning up, I hear movement in the bathroom and the curtain pulls open. Robbie steps into the shower and wraps his arms around my waist, his naked body pressed up against mine.

“I love you, Clementine.”

“I love you too.”

He reaches up and grabs my body sponge and wash, putting a small amount on the sponge and then slowly lathering up my body. The act is surprisingly intimate and romantic. I know it isn’t going to lead to sex again, but the way he takes care of me with such a gentle touch just makes me fall more and more in love with him.

When the shower is over, we step out and wrap fluffy towels around our naked bodies and move back into the bedroom to get dressed. I grab a new pair of panties but then put my original clothes back on. Although Tilly is crude enough that she probably knows exactly what I just HAD to go home for, I don’t need to give him more proof.