Within a week of the viewing we had packed up our stuff and moved into the house. With the last of my savings I brought a second hand baby crib for one hundred and fifty quid off of eBay. We struggled in the months after that what with increase in mortgage repayments and having to buy stuff for the arrival of our new baby. We barely saw each other during the week as we both took on more shifts at work and soon David had to do a second job at an all-night coffee shop just to bring in extra cash. Riley and Matt had offered to cover the cost but neither of us could let them. Ella was our baby and we needed to be the ones to prepare for her. The only positive about our new life was that the little time we spent together was so precious that we treasured every minute. When we could, we watched films together sharing a tub of Ben and Jerry's ice cream or ate chip butties and sat on the sofa snuggled together.
"Seven months now," I said softly patting my stomach.
"I know," David replied kissing my forehead.
He fed me another spoon of Tesco ice cream. It wasn't half bad despite being the cheapest in the shop. I laid in between his legs, leaning against his chest. The ice cream slid down my throat and I shivered as it did. He fed himself a spoonful of ice cream too. He placed the empty tub on the floor.
"Nothing like good-old-fashioned plain vanilla," he announced.
I snorted, "I love vanilla."
"Why do I sense that you are not talking about ice cream?" He asked sceptically.
I rolled my eyes, "Not everything I say is sexual!"
He laughed and his hand fell onto my stomach. Ella moved about under the surface and David smiled like a kid in a sweet shop. He always did when he felt movement from his child. To be honest, I knew that, secretly, he was loving showing off his pregnant girlfriend.
"Can I asked you a hypothetical question?" He asked.
"Sure," I replied.
"If, hypothetically, I asked you to marry me what would be your reaction?" He asked.
My heart beat faster in my chest. I struggled to breath. I looked up at him and he simply gave me his cute awkward smiles. I bit my lower lip.
"Well, hypothetically, I scream in celebration then kiss as hard as I could and then I would defiantly want to say yes loud and clear, so I would suck your dick like it was the last ice lolly on Earth," I replied.
"I love it when you talk dirty," he murmured in my hair.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a beautiful gold ring with a sapphire on it. He took my left hand in his and slid the ring on.
"Not exactly a fairy-tale proposal," he laughed.
"Oh crap! It's a real sapphire!" I squealed.
"What do you think the extra shifts have been for?" He laughed.
"David!" I breathed.
I turned on to my front and kneeled in between his legs. I kissed him passionately. I threw every emotion I felt into that one kiss. His hands worked mischief as they wormed their way under my top and caressed my exposed skin. My hands were buried in his locks. Tears of joy streamed down my face and I could taste a mixture of salt, passions and David. We pulled away and panted to catch our breath. His palm rested on my cheek and I nuzzled into his hand. I slowly unzipped his jeans I exposed his manhood.
"A promise is a promise," I murmured excitedly.
I sucked on the tip first and nothing else. I slowly sucked more and more of him into my mouth. He groaned and moaned and swore in ecstasy. I bit gently about a third of the way down his shaft and he cried out in pleasure, shouting my name repeatedly. I slowly bobbed my head up and down as I sucked and licked his manhood. He instinctively grabbed my head and forced me down onto him harder and faster. I harshly grabbed his balls and licked and massaged them, and he shouted my name as he exploded inside my mouth. I swallowed his bitter-sweet juices and continued sucking him off until he came again. I took my time pulling him out of me as I wanted him to feel as much pleasure as possible, after all it was for him. He quickly zipped himself up and I wiped away any liquid from around my mouth, with a quick smile and lick of the lips.
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