My world

66.

Meredith.

Derek and I are taking a shower, I'm standing in front of him while his arms are wrapped around my waist sucking on my neck. He's trying for round two.

"Derek, I'm trying to take a shower right now," I say as I stop trying to wash my hair and place my arms on his.

"Please, I want you, right here and right now, for favore Bambina," he says turning me around in his arms.

"I'm four months pregnant, how could you still want me," I say wrapping my arms around his neck as his hands fall down to my ass, squeezing firmly.

"How could I not want you? You're gorgeous and sexy. You have the most beautiful body I have ever seen, I couldn't ask for a better woman to be pregnant with my baby," he says looking down at my body.

I'm four, almost five months pregnant and I feel huge. I knew women got big during pregnancy but I didn't know how big you feel once there's a baby inside of you.

"Derek?" I ask. "Sí Bambina?" He says kissing down my chest before kissing the tops of my breasts.

"What's that in your chest?" I ask as I notice a mark. "What do you mean?" He says turning me so I'm pressed against the cold marble shower wall.

"Derek, you know what I mean, stand up. I want to look at it," I say pulling on his biceps.

He sighs standing up straight. I place my hand on his chest and run my finger over it.

"When did you do this?" I ask looking up at him. "Not long ago, maybe a few weeks ago," he says.

"A few weeks ago? Why didn't you tell me?" I say looking up at him. "I wanted to wait until you noticed it for yourself, you didn't notice I slept with a shirt a couple of nights?" He says.

"No, I did notice, I just thought you were cold or something," I say. "Are you mad?" He asks running his hand down my body.

"No, I'm not mad," I saw still looking at my name tattooed on the left side of his chest.

"Good, then I can get my round two," he smiles before pressing his lips against mine.

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It's about an hour now and Derek and I are in the kitchen preparing some things.

I'm dressed in a soft knitted black dress that goes down to my mid-calves with short puffed sleeves and a pair of black heels. My hair is curled but it's in a loose pony right now.

Derek is dressed in a navy blue sweater with a white button-up shirt underneath and a pair of dark-washed jeans. His hair slightly jelled back, styled perfectly. He looks so hot I want to fuck him again.

Earlier in the shower I wasn't really in the mood until he got me in the mood but now I just want to feel him inside me. I want his cock in my mouth but everyone's going to be arriving soon.

"Are you scared?" Derek asks me. "No, why?" I say. "Because your hands are shaking," he says. I look down at them and they're slightly shaking.

"Oh, sorry," I say. "You don't have to apologize," he says softly. "I know," I say.

"Mer, you don't have to be on edge, they're not here yet," he says. "I know, it's just nerves and stuff," I say.

"Does it really bother you that much that they're coming over?" He asks stopping what he's doing.

"No, it's fine.  They're going to be my real family once we get married and when I give birth to her grandchild I'm really stuck to them," I say.