Forbidden Desires: The Neighbour Next Door

Building Our Home

Chloe sat at the dining table, her hands wrapped around a mug of tea, while Isabelle stood by the window, looking out at the garden. The decision had been brewing for weeks, and now, it was time to discuss what their future would look like. Ethan's house was already beginning to feel like home, and the idea of moving in together had been floating around for some time. They both knew it made sense to start fresh, to create new memories, and to turn Ethan's place into something that was truly theirs.

"So," Chloe began, breaking the silence. "We're really going to do this? Make Ethan's house our new home?"

Isabelle turned, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Yes, I think it's the right choice. It already feels like home, doesn't it? We can put our place out for rent, and it'll give us a bit of extra income. Besides, I love the idea of starting fresh there... with all of us."

Chloe nodded slowly, her fingers tapping the side of her mug. "It does feel like the right thing to do. And it's a beautiful house. We can make it truly ours."

Isabelle walked over to Chloe and sat down beside her. "Ethan's on board with the idea too. He wants us all together, and I think it'll be good for everyone."

Chloe smiled softly, her eyes reflecting a mixture of contentment and anticipation. "Alright then. Let's make it official. We'll move in, and put ours up for rent."

Later that evening, as Isabelle lay in bed with Ethan, she felt the warmth of his body pressed against hers, his hand resting gently on her growing belly. He had been so attentive, watching with fascination as her belly grew by the day. Every flutter and every movement of their baby brought a new wave of excitement to him, and he never missed the opportunity to show his love for both her and their child.

Ethan smiled as he felt another kick, his eyes lighting up. "I can't believe how much the baby's moving now," he said, his voice filled with awe. "Every day, it's more and more real."

Isabelle smiled, running her hand over his. "It's amazing, isn't it? I can't wait to meet them."She paused for a moment, her thoughts turning to the future. "Ethan, I've been thinking... I want to have a home birth. I want you to be there, to experience it with me. I want it to be something unforgettable for both of us—something that makes this house truly ours."

He looked at her, his expression softening with tenderness. "A home birth?" he asked, his voice gentle. "Are you sure? I want to make sure you and the baby are safe."

"I'm sure," Isabelle said, her eyes filled with certainty. "I've thought about it a lot, and I want this to be something we remember forever. I want it to feel personal, and intimate. I want you to be part of every moment."

Ethan smiled, leaning down to kiss her softly on the lips. "If that's what you want, then that's what we'll do. I'll be with you every step of the way."

He pressed another kiss to her lips, his hand moving to her belly. "You're so silly," he teased, rubbing her round stomach affectionately. "Let's have more babies after this one, shall we?"Isabelle laughed, her heart swelling with love for him. "Oh, is that your plan? To keep me pregnant forever?"

Ethan grinned, his hand slipping up to tease her swollen breasts. "Maybe," he said playfully, his fingers brushing over her sensitive skin, making her breath hitch. "You look beautiful like this. I can't get enough of you."

Isabelle's laughter faded into soft moans as Ethan's touch became more insistent, teasing her breasts, his hands exploring her body with the same passion he had shown since the beginning of her pregnancy. He worshipped every part of her, indulging in her curves, her softness, the way her body had changed to carry their child.

"You're incredible," he murmured against her skin, his lips moving down to her neck. "Every part of you."

Isabelle moaned softly as Ethan continued to explore her, his hand slipping down between her legs, finding her wetness with ease. His touch was slow and deliberate, and she arched into him, her body responding to his every move.

"You're so tight," he whispered, his voice thick with desire as his fingers slid inside her, testing her readiness. "Every time, it's like I'm discovering you all over again."

Isabelle gasped, her hips moving in time with his hand as he continued to pleasure her, his fingers teasing her in ways that made her body tremble. "Ethan," she whispered breathlessly, her hands clutching the sheets as the sensation built inside her.

He moved over her, positioning himself between her legs as he leaned down to kiss her again, his lips hungry against hers. "I can't get enough of you," he groaned, sliding inside her with slow, deliberate thrusts, the heat and tightness of her body surrounding him.

Isabelle moaned softly, her body arching up to meet his, the connection between them as powerful as ever. Each thrust sent a wave of pleasure through her, and she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper.

"I love you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion as their bodies moved together, the rhythm of their lovemaking slow and intense.

Ethan groaned in response, his hand moving to cup her breast, teasing her swollen nipple as he continued to thrust deeper into her. "I love you too," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.

"More than anything."

Their bodies moved in sync, the heat between them building with every movement. Ethan's hand returned to her clit, rubbing in slow, circular motions that made Isabelle's moans grow louder, her body trembling with the intensity of the pleasure.

"I'm close," she gasped, her fingers digging into his back as the pleasure built to a crescendo.

Ethan moved faster, his hand and hips working in perfect harmony as he drove her closer to the edge. "Come for me," he whispered, his voice thick with need.

Isabelle moaned loudly as the pleasure overwhelmed her, her body tightening around him as her orgasm ripped through her. Ethan followed soon after, his release surging through him as he buried himself deep inside her, their bodies collapsing together in a breathless tangle of limbs and satisfaction.

For a moment, they lay there, their breathing heavy, their bodies still humming with the aftershocks of their lovemaking.

Isabelle smiled up at Ethan, her hand resting on her belly. "I can't wait to meet our baby," she whispered.

Ethan kissed her forehead softly, his hand resting protectively over hers. "Neither can I," he whispered back, his heart full of love for the family they were about to create.