South-Side Renascent || c.g.

Little One

Carl

"Carl!" Cailee exclaimed, violently shaking me out of my slumber. "Wake up."

"I don't wanna," I groaned into the pillow.

She rubbed my back softly, "Come on, sleepy-head."

"Nope."

Cailee sighed and snuggled up to me, which meant I had won. It was off to sleep-land for me again.

"Baby..." Cailee traced circles from my chest down to my happy trail and slid her fingertips into my boxers slowly. "I want you."

She slid her entire hand into my underwear and gently grasped my morning wood.

Fuck sleep-land.

I turned to face her, gripping her waist and pulling her close. She kissed me softly, stroking me simultaneously. I groaned into her mouth and trailed my hand down her bare front.

Just as I was about to work her with my fingers, she freed me from my underwear and climbed on top of me. "Mmm, taking over?" I asked, grabbing her waist. She bit her lip and lined me up at her entrance. I held her steady, "And you're positive this won't hurt the baby?"

Cailee leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on my lips, "I promise it won't hurt him, baby." She slid down on me slowly.

"Him?" I rasped as she rode me. "So you think- fuck- it's a boy?"

"Mmhmm..."

I smirked and gripped her hips, guiding her movements. I took in how perfect she was— how her hair cascaded down past her breasts and occasionally brushed over her tiny baby bump. Her lips plump from kissing me and her long eyelashes brushing against her cheeks.

Fuck, I was a lucky man.

Our session was interrupted when Cailee's phone started ringing. I slowed my hands down, expecting her to slow down as well, but she kept riding.

I looked over to see the contact name. "F-fuck, aren't you gonna answer? It's Debbie."

"I'm so close," Cailee breathed. I started to thrust into her, getting us both there faster. She panted and shuddered on top of me, and I reached my high seconds after.

She accepted the call after catching her breath a bit, "Hello?"

"Hey, you okay? You sound winded," Debbie asked, concerned.

I held back a laugh, earning wide eyes from Cailee, who proceeded to cover my mouth.

"Yeah, I'm fine Debs. Ran from the kitchen."

Debbie chuckled, "You better be making sure she's getting enough food, Carl."

I couldn't hold back my laughter anymore, "She's eating more than I am at this point." That remark earned me two scoffs and a pillow to my face.

"Anyways, you still coming to my appointment, Debs?" Cailee asked.

"Of course. 12 right?" Debbie asked.