Unexpected Love

38. Finding Out The Gender

At twenty weeks pregnant, Lucy was positively radiant. The twins were growing stronger each day, and their constant activity served as a constant reminder of the life she carried inside her. Her libido had increased as well, and she found herself craving Angela's touch more than ever.

Tonight, she lay back on their bed, her legs spread wide, with Angela's head nestled between her thighs. Angela looked up at her with adoration, her hands gently massaging Lucy's swollen belly.

"They're so active tonight," she remarked, smiling. Lucy nodded, her eyes fluttering closed as Angela's fingers traced patterns on her sensitive skin.

"Mmm...they know tomorrow's a big day," Lucy replied, her breath catching as Angela's lips met hers. Their kiss deepened, and Lucy's hips began to rock gently, seeking more contact. Angela obliged, her hands moving lower to tease Lucy's most sensitive areas.

Angela's fingers found their way underneath Lucy's underwear. Lucy's breath caught in her throat as Angela's thumb brushed over her clit, her body arching off the bed.

"Ang..." she moaned, her hips bucking against Angela's hand. Angela smiled up at her, her own desire evident in her darkened eyes. "Do you want me to make you feel good, baby?" she asked, her voice low and husky.

Lucy nodded, her cheeks flushing with arousal. Angela's fingers moved with purpose, sliding easily inside Lucy as she continued to stroke her clit.

Lucy's breath hitched, her entire body tensing with pleasure. She felt so alive, so connected to Angela in this moment. The sensations built quickly, and soon she was crying out, her orgasm crashing over her in waves.

Angela held her close as she rode it out, whispering sweet nothings into her ear.

Angela's lips found Lucy's clit, her tongue darting out to tease the sensitive nub before diving lower to explore Lucy's wetness. Lucy's hips bucked in response, her breathing becoming ragged as Angela's tongue delved into her.

Angela reveled in the taste of Lucy, her own arousal growing with each moan and gasp that escaped her girlfriend's lips. She loved making Lucy feel this way, loved being the source of her pleasure.

Angela's movements became more urgent, her tongue swirling and dipping as Lucy's hands tangled in her hair, holding her in place. Lucy's thighs began to tremble, and Angela knew she was close.

She redoubled her efforts, determined to send Lucy over the edge once more. When Lucy finally came apart, her body convulsing with pleasure, Angela pulled back, watching with satisfaction as Lucy rode out the waves of her climax.

"Love you, Ang," Lucy breathed, her voice hoarse. Angela smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to Lucy's inner thigh before climbing up to hold her close.

"Love you too, Luce," she replied, wrapping her arms around Lucy's waist and nuzzling into her neck.

Lucy's breathing evened out as she drifted off to sleep, her cheek pressed against Angela's chest. Angela could feel the weight of Lucy's head on her breasts, which had become somewhat sore due to the medication she was taking to induce lactation.

Despite the discomfort, she wouldn't trade this moment for anything - having Lucy so close, feeling their children move within her, was a gift she cherished every day. The next morning arrived quickly, and with it came a flurry of excitement and nervousness.