Yoga

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CHAPTER 29- Yoga

Nicko's POV

"Nicko." I opened my eyes slowly to see a naked Demi looking up at me with a small smile.

"Hey." My voice was rough and low from the mix of sleep and sex.

"We've got yoga in an hour." Demi said, and gently scratched her nails over my scalp.

"Yoga? Since when did I say I would do yoga?" She pouted and I smiled, "I'm kidding. Let's get ready." I went to stand up but she pushed me back down, blushing furiously as she traced her nails down my chest and abdomen.

"Wait. Just... don't get up yet." Her face was flushed and I immediately knew what she wanted, sex. Pregnant Demi is the horniest I've ever seen her. An idea came to my head and I decided to tease her. I rolled over and hovered on top of her huge belly.

"And why is that?"

She shook her head, "Don't be an ass about it, I want you Nicko." She grinded up against me and I could feel myself getting hard again. "So bad."

I bent down and nipped at her neck and sucked her sweetspot until she was moaning and quivering underneath me. "You ready baby?" I husked, letting my teeth graze her earlobe.

"Nicko please." She whimpered, "Please." I again teased her, rubbing my self against her center then pulling away. "Ugh never fucking mind." She snapped, and shoved me off of her, getting out of bed she walking into the closet. I laid there, in shock, completely turned on, and now a raging boner that I knew wouldn't be going away anytime soon. Demi walked back out and threw a pair of sweats, boxers, and a t-shirt at me.

"Get dressed, we're leaving soon."

I groaned as she bent over to get her phone and her ass looking amazing in her yoga pants. "Okay if you're wearing that we're gonna have to have a quickie because there's no way I can control myself with you in those pants."

Demi rolled her eyes, "No thank you. I'm sure you'll manage."

I sighed and walked over to her, taking her waist lightly, "I'm sorry for teasing you baby, I just thought it'd be more satisfying for you."

Demi sniffled, "I know you didn't mean any harm in it. But it's already so embarrassing to have to ask you to have sex and with you making me practically beg for it doesn't help at all."

I leaned my forehead against hers, "I know Demi, I'm sorry. You don't ever have to be embarrassed to ask me for anything, even if it's something other than sex, I don't care I'll do it."

She sighed and nodded, "I know that it's just it's just weird to me to have to ask you to have sex with me."

I smiled, "Well then Demi will you please have sex with me?"

She groaned and hit my arm, "See?! It's weird!"

I rolled my eyes and leaned down, pressing my lips to hers and kissing her deeply. I walked her slowly back to the bed and laid her down, kissing my way down her chest and sliding my hands under her sports bra. She arched her back under my hands, desperately bumping our crotches together. I quickly pulled her pants off along with my boxers and slid a couple fingers in her, no surprise she was dripping wet.

"You ready baby?"

She dug her nails into my back and hissed into my hear, "Shut the fuck up."

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As soon as I walked into the yoga class holding Demi's hand I nearly walked out but she pulled me back, "Come on you promised." She pouted, but I shook my head.

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