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Roomservice

Out of a sudden mood, Gabriel had suggested, that he and Nathalie could use some alone time and booked a room in a hotel in the swiss Alps, to spend a week there in February, especially over Valentine's day, to have a tiny bit of romantic time, before Nathalie wouldn't be able to move very well due to her belly growing.

And of course, before the baby was born.

As the little one was supposed to be born in the middle of April, it seemed to be the perfect timing for a little romantic vacation.

Nathalie had immediately agreed to his proposal and now they were on their way, the Gorilla driving them, while they were snuggled together in the back seat of the limousine, both very eager to enjoy all the advantages of the room service in the honeymoon suite.

What the pregnant woman didn't know yet, was, that Gabriel had made an appointment, so they would get married on Valentine's day, being very certain, that she would love the surprise, he had thoroughly planned out with his son and his girlfriend, as well as the Dupain-Chengs.

So after they had arrived, they checked in and were brought to their suite, a beautiful, two room apartment with a large bathroom, which had an old fashioned bath tub, with claws as feet standing in the middle.

"Wow!", Nathalie gasped, "that's incredibly beautiful. Thank you for taking me here. I truly love this place! And I can't wait, to try out this bassin with you!"

She wiggled her eyebrows, as she spoke, making Gabriel smirk.

"I thought you couldn't bear, having sexual intercourse anymore!", he teased her.

"Well, there are still a couple of other things, we 'can' do, so, if you would like to, we could try some new stuff!", the pregnant woman suggested seductively.

"Oh, Miss Sancoeur, what kind of 'stuff' do you have in mind? I have a couple of things in my mind, but nothing, that we haven't tried already, my love!", Gabriel whispered hoarsely, as he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her taut.

"Gabriel stop! You're going to wake the baby up and then we'll end up playing with him or her again instead of doing anything else! Don't get me wrong, I love it, when you speak to my belly and place your hands on it, to feel the kicks and movements, but right now, I am in a very different mood and believe me, you don't want to spoil that!"

He chuckled softly, as he teased her:

"Oh, what would be happening to me then, my dear?"

"Trust me, I would be really, really pissed and not feel able to continue this vacation!", she threatened.

He laughed wholeheartedly, then bent down and kissed her with all love and passion, he could come up with. Slipping both hands under her skin tight top, as she refused to wear those, as she called them, revolting, pastel coloured pregnancy shirts, soon cupping her full, heavy breasts in his palms.

"Oh yes, darling, that's exactly what I need right now!", she moaned instantaneously.

Being edged on by her noises, the designer grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, to then open her bra and slowly let it slip off of her shoulders, before it simply fell to the ground.

Bending down, Gabriel sucked her left areola gently into his mouth while he kept caressing the other with his dexterous fingers, making his fiancee push towards him strongly. He gently nudged her backwards, making her soon sit down on the bed, to then crawl over her, while she was scooting backwards, to get into a lying position.

Nathalie couldn't wait, to feel the man's, she had coveted for so long already, skin on her own and so she began to impatiently unbutton his shirt.

"I love your new way to dress!", she mumbled, "not only because it suits you a lot better, but also, because I can get it off of you much faster. If you wouldn't mind to help me a little bit despite that? I really need to feel you skin on skin right now!"

Smirking he took off his black, buttoned up shirt and taking a look at her face, at the eagerness in her eyes, he got rid of the rest of his clothes as well.

Seeing him do that, Nathalie started to smile, while she closed her eyes and waited for the man to come back to her.

"You look so incredibly beautiful, my love!", he cooed, "would you like me to undress you too?"

"Actually, I already was wondering, if you started soon or if I had to beg you to do it!", she said hoarsely.

With a lewd smirk, he pulled her pants and underpants down and without hesitation, he buried his face between her folds, his tongue licking along her slit, before he cupped his lips over her most sensitive little nub, hearing her soon cry out his name:

"Oh God Gabriel, you're doing that so good. Keep going, I am almost there!"

He looked up shortly, seeing the pained expression on her face, the eyes, which were squeezed shut and quickly followed her demand, even increasing his efforts using his thumb, to carefully tease her entrance, then push it slightly into her very wet opening, as he knew, she didn't feel comfortable, if went too deep anymore.

She exploded underneath him. Having had very few sexual contact for weeks now, because she most of the time was suffering from one of the little things, which make a pregnancy so annoying from a certain point, or the baby interrupting them with strong kicks, she had reached the edge of her orgasm rather quickly and was now crying out in pleasure, while the man kept sucking and gently pushing, until her back arched, making her belly protrude even more and she let out a last, high pitched scream:

"Gabriel, oh fuck, yes!"

With a smirk, he crawled upwards, entangling the still panting woman into a passionate kiss, then rolled them both to their side, so they were facing each other.

"That was some incredible room service, darling!", Nathalie whispered and snuggled her face into his.