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Part 11

Working in the film industry was sometimes hard; you sometimes would miss celebrating friends and families birthdays, weddings anniversaries, parties, Christmas', Easters, Valentines Days, all sorts of things due to being away on set. Sometimes it was a special occasion you and Chris were celebrating, like Chris' birthday. This year you didn't do much. Of course you exchanged gifts and cards and did a little something with friends on set for him and as much as you wanted to really celebrate it, you couldn't and Chris was okay with that. He got to spend his special day with the girl of his dreams, his friends and the bump.

Being 22 and a bit weeks pregnant also meant there was a limit in what you could do and felt you could do. Things were really starting to make an appearance; your giant belly and equally fat feet being two things. As well as stretch marks, itchy skin, dry and itchy eyes (yes - really), backache, constipation (sexy!) and more recently the start of colostrum production (breast milk). It was safe to say to you weren't feeling very attractive, hell, you'd been covering yourself from Chris when he'd walk into your bedroom/bathroom when you were naked. All Chris would do is walk up to you with that soft, goofy smile on his face, tell you that you were the most beautiful woman in the world and give you a breathtaking kiss.

Nonetheless, you still had that feeling. Like today, you and Chris had spent your day off doing a bit of baby shopping, nothing outrageous just buying a few little things. Whilst you were walking the street Chris looked at you with a big grin on his face, thinking you'd never look more beautiful than you did in that moment and without you even noticing he'd managed to take a picture of you. He'd been doing it a lot since finding out you were pregnant, he wanted as many pictures as possible so he could show them off like the proud father he already was.

@ChrisEvans: She really is beautiful! God, I love you @Y/N-Y/L/N #babyevans

It made you smile and blush like it was the first compliment Chris had ever given you. The rest if your day was filled with sweet kissed and little 'I love you' whispers.

"I love you, Y/N." Chris whispered as he rested his forehead against yours as the two of you stood at the end of your bed.

"I love you too, Chris."

You leaned in softly pressing your lips to his, your eyes closing as you slowly begin to undress each other. You'd noticed the bigger your belly had swollen the more gentle and caring Chris had gotten when it came to sex. A part of you knew he was worried about hurting you or the baby but a part of it was because he just loved having his hands on your pregnant form. He really did believe you were the most beautiful woman in the world and now you were literally full of love the two of you had created made him fall in love with you over and over everyday. God he was full of cheese but he didn't care, he really did love you with all his heart and now he was going to have son he would love just as much.

Chris held you tight against his chest as he slowly slid his cock in and out of you from behind. His right hand cupped your breast as his left caressed your belly. His lips never left your skin as he kissed and licked at it. You reached behind you with your left hand cupping the globe of his ass, trying to pull him closer to you. You hooked your leg over his allowing him to slide in deeper, causing you to moan out loudly.

"Fuck!" you gasped. "Oh, God."

"That feel good, baby?" Chris whispered in your ear as he pinched your nipple lightly, careful not to hurt you since your breasts were tender.

You nodded moaning. "God, yes."

Chris grinned against your skin as he slid his hand up to your chin and turned your head to face him. "My girl. My beautiful, girl." he kissed you hard, his hips still moving back and forth. You kissed Chris back with as much force as he was you, your tongue swirling around his mouth. "Love you so much, baby."

"Fuck, Chris... love you too, baby!" you moaned loudly, your fingers working your clit in time with Chris' thrusts. "YES! Please." you begged.

Chris kissed and sucked that special spot on your neck that drove you insane as the pair of you moved your hips together. His cock hitting deeper inside you, hitting your G-spot. You felt Chris' cock twitch inside you sending shivers down your spine. "Fuck! So good..." he moaned into your neck, his hand moving back down your body to take over rubbing your clit. "That's it baby. Cum for me."

You groaned loudly as your orgasm hit you, causing you to scream out in pleasure. "OH, FUCK!"

"FUCK, BABY! YES!" Chris snarled as he hit deep inside you, cuming hard. Chris held you in his arms as your breathing slowed down, your back flush against his chest as his hand once again rubbed your belly. The feeling of his big hands running over your body always relaxed you. You began grinning when you felt Chris smile against your neck. "I think we may have woken someone." he chuckled.

You nodded smiling. "I think you're right." you placed your smaller hand over Chris' much larger one. In just over ten weeks your little family would be complete and you couldn't wait to meet the little one. You couldn't wait to watch Chris be a dad, care for his son, to play football and teach your son all about life and being happy. He was going to be the best dad in the world.