What The Heart Wants (Sebastian Vettel)

82. When A Child Is Born

When Jessie woke up she didn't know where she was or what day it was at first. All she was aware of was the feeling of Seb's lips moving up the inside of her left thigh, his short beard grazing her soft skin.   She gave a small moan and opened her legs wider in order to allow him more access. 

She sighed as she felt his thumbs parting her folds, and his tongue lapping at her core. 

"Sebastian," she gasped, running her fingers through his tousled hair, lightly scratching his scalp with her fingernails.

Seb smiled before plunging his tongue inside her, flicking it about inside her tightness.  He loved the taste of her, and he'd never be able to get enough of it. 

He withdrew his tongue and replaced it with two of his fingers,  slowly fucking her with them as he transferred his tongue's attention to her clitoris. 

Jessie was already close to cumming.   Seb's skill with his tongue never ceased to amaze her. 

"Oh Sebastian," she moaned again, pushing her hips upwards towards his face. 

Seb flicked her clitoris with his tongue over and over again, his cock getting harder and harder as he became more aroused by Jessie's groans, by the taste of her and by the squelching sounds coming from her as his fingers continued working their magic.  

He lifted his head for a moment and glanced up at her.  She looked so damn sexy laid there as naked as the day she'd been born, her round baby bump, her breasts falling to the side, her hair spread all over her pillow, her cheeks all flushed with arousal. 

His eyes moved to her large bump. Now thirty seven weeks, they were just three weeks away from meeting their baby.   He was going to make the most of those three weeks.  Once the baby was born there would be six weeks of forced abstinence. Six weeks of torture. 

"Don't stop!" Jessie gasped, grabbing hold of his head and pushing it back down between her legs.  Seb chuckled before sliding his tongue back between her folds. 

Jessie began to writhe as her orgasm began to course through her.   Her breaths became shallow and raspy as she fell off the precipice.

Seb felt her juices gush out of her, soaking his face and running down his neck.   He didn't stop though.   He continued his assault on her clitoris until she was begging him to stop.  

He knelt up, grinning cockily at her.   He loved how he could reduce her to a quivering wreck.   

"What a wake up call that was," Jessie mumbled.  Seb chuckled again.   Did she really think he was done with her?   If so she was about to find out she was wrong.

"On your hands and knees," he told her, moving from between her legs so she could move. 

Jessie grinned at the thought of Seb inside her.   They'd made love nearly every day since Abu Dhabi, both of their libido's sky high, but she could never get enough of him. 

It wasn't always easy. It was so difficult to find a comfortable position, and she was always so tired.  She wasn't tired now though.  Oh no, she was now wide awake and horny as fuck. 

She moved so she was on all fours, her bump hovering just an inch above the mattress. 

Seb moved so he was behind her.  He took his hard cock in his hand and gave it a few pumps before rubbing the tip along her wet, pink slit, lubricating it with her juices.