Destiny Faith Hope

Eleven

-Feburary 25th, 2021- -Miley's POV-

"Can you have sex while you're pregnant?" Patrick asks me as we sit on the couch together.

"Yes." I say, then bite my lip. "Why?" I ask with a smile. Then he kisses me passionately on the lips.

I looked at him before sucking lightly on the sensitive skin just below his ear.

"Okay." He murmurs in my ear. Then I stand up, and hold out my hand, allowing him to guide me into the bedroom, my limbs then tangle with his. I could see his desire for me so clearly etched on his face that it made me wonder where he'd hid it for so long. When we entered my room, he pushed me onto the bed and he takes off my clothes, then I take off his.

All at once, there was nothing in my universe but Patrick kissing, touching, biting, and exploring every inch of my body with his mouth, his tongue, and his hands. For the first time in my life, I forgot everything else. He spreads my legs and sticks his finger in my already wet pussy, and fingers me. The bliss sent an earthquake through my loins, causing my body to shake. Nothing in my experience prepared me for the new sensations; the tingle in my neck, arms, and hands; the tightening of my belly when a wave of lightning engulfed it; the escape of my moisture as it saturated me, swelled me. Once unrestrained, my passion was urgent, desperate, and critical, but Patrick forced me to yield to his slow pace, his unhurried touch, bringing me, again and again, to the edge of rapture and then denying me, until I wanted to beg for it.

"Patrick, please." I say, begging for him to put his cock inside of me. Patrick's lips devoured mine; his tongue explored my mouth, neck, and ears. His teeth found my breasts and my nipples, his tongue torturing them until I moaned in need. "Patrick, please." I say, once again.

Then all I feel is his cock entering my wet pussy, he starts to pump in and out, grunting each time. He's never done that before, so I know he is doing it harder than he usually does. He keeps going in and out and up and down, making me moan in pleasure. I grab onto the sheets for grip, but let go and wrap my hands around his back. Then I move one hand to his hair, moving my hand through it. After he pulls out, he collapsed onto the bed next to me, out of breath, and we both drift off to sleep.

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I woke up to my phone ringing. I roll over to my bedside table, and grab my phone off the charger.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Hey, Miley. It's me, Nick. I think Stella knows we slept together."

"She knows, but she swore not to tell anyone. Don't worry about it." Then I hang up and roll onto my back.

"Don't worry about what?" Patrick asks, coming into my room.

"Geez, you scared me. Can't you knock?"

"No, I pretty much live here."

"You need to spend some time at your house." I snap.

"What?"

"I'm just saying, you are always here. It's just too much to handle." I say, then get up and get dressed. I got into my white rolling stones shirt and my black skinny jeans with my white converse.

"Miley, are you kicking me out? What the hell?"

"Patrick, you can still come over but just don't stay the night anymore." I say, pushing him out of my room. "I need some time alone. And some time with Destiny, alone. It's nothing personal...I promise."

"Are you sure? Cause it sounds personal."

"It's just my pregnancy hormones. I promise." Then I continue pushing him out of my house, until he was out the door. I say sorry before shutting the door, and he just nods.

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"Hi mommy!" Destiny says, coming through the door.

"Hi Destiny Faith, how was school?" I say, greeting her back.

"Good!"

"That's good." Then she walks up to me and looks at my stomach.

"Hi baby." She says, greeting the baby inside me.

"Are you excited to see this baby in nine months?"I ask.

"How long is nine months mommy?"

"A year minus three months."

"That's forever! I'm gonna be six!" Destiny says, holding up six fingers.

"You'll almost be six, sweetie."

"Oh. Well that's still a long long time. How much longer until the baby is here?"

"Well I'm about five weeks so about eight months to go..." I say, holding up eight fingers for her.

"That's still a long time." Then she goes off to her room to play.

"Thanks for picking her up, Cheyne." I say as he walks into the living room.

"No problem. It's kind of my job. I assist you." Then he laughs. "That's why I'm your personal assistant."

"Well yeah but you're more like a friend that does stuff for me."

"Well then, friend." Then he smiles. "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Actually I'm low on groceries." I reply.

"Alright, anything special for the lovely ladie?"

"Nope. Thanks Cheyne."

"Mhm." He says while nodding, then exits my house.

"Mommy look!" Destiny says, running into the living room with a doll under her shirt. "I have a baby too!" Then she pulls it out of her shirt, and holds it.

"Yep, you're a mommy too." I say then giggle. "You're too cute."

"Thank you." Then she walks off and goes back to her room. She is honestly way too cute.