Drive Me Wild

Chapter 51 - Abigail

It felt surreal to see my baby once again.

Our baby even.

It felt even more surreal to see my baby with Duke by my side. Something I was never sure would happen.

Our baby was a fighter. The heartbeat was strong, even through everything that had happened. I was amazed but admired it, it showed me that even the smallest person can go through anything and still come out okay on the other side.

"We've created something so strong." I admire, stroking my hand over my bump.

Pride lights up Duke's features as he concentrates on the road. I wasn't sure how he was feeling at the moment, his emotions suddenly closed off as the baby appeared on the screen. It made me self conscious, did he still want this baby?

"They are a fighter, just like its mom."

Tears immediately start to well in my eyes and I turn my head away from Duke to look out the window.

"Hey, don't hide from me." Duke's places his hand over my leg, stroking up my inner thigh.

"I'm sorry, it's just pregnancy hormones." I wipe the one stray tear away.

He squeezes my thigh gently while nodding his head slowly. I assumed that Duke still had a lot to learn in the ways of women and emotions. He had never been one to be encouraging and supportive when any woman was upset.

The rest of the drive was made in silence, both of us trying to take in the wonder of our child. As we got closer to the house, Duke's hand started to creep higher up my thigh. Making my panties start to dampen. It had been too long since I had any sort of real pleasure. I'd used my hand occasionally when living in my own home, but it didn't do any justice. Duke's touch, on the other hand, can drive me into a deep ecstasy and make me sensitive to the touch for hours.

A shiver of delight leaves my body just thinking about what Duke could do and his hand clamps on my thigh again, squeezing much harder this time.

"What are you thinking?" Duke rasps.

"Nothing."  I immediately squeak.

"Don't lie to me." His hand travels up further.

"I'm not."

"From the way you're fidgeting, I would assume that something has got you horny as fuck. So if I dipped my fingers into your panties, I would find you wet and wanting for my cock."

I wanted nothing more than to lie and pretend that I wasn't bothered by his words at all. The other part of me wanted to scream and shout for Duke to fuck me senseless to make up for the time we missed.

"Use your words." Duke snaps me out of my trance, and I realise that I was rubbing my thighs against Duke's hand.

"I want you," I admit, forcing his hand closer to my snatch and grinding against it.

Duke's hand abruptly leaves, and I whimper at the loss. My pussy was starting to desperately throb, and I wasn't sure I could go much longer.

"We're almost home." He dismisses, grinning from ear to ear.

I knew that Duke was toying with me. He used to love making me frustrated before we fucked but I had another idea in mind.

"Then I'll sort out myself," I smirk, thrusting my hand into my panties and rubbing my clit.

I was building up to orgasm quickly from all the teasing and explicit thoughts during the car journey. Duke's gaze was burning into the side of my head as we reached a stoplight which only heightened my pleasure.