“Just like that.” I groaned as she took me into her mouth slowly, opening it wide, and allowing me full access to the back of my throat.

“Uh huh. Good girl.”

I placed my hand on the back of her head and entangled my fingers in her locs, not to guide her but to steady myself. Everything about this scene was so beautiful. I wanted to savor every moment. She tapped my dick against her tonsils, making herself gag.

“Shit!” I pulled her head back and stared at her for a second.

Who would have known my baby was this damn nasty? I took it easy on her pussy last time for fear of hurting the baby. This beautiful face, though? I was about to show it no mercy. Pushing her head down, I dug into her mouth until I felt my dick at the back of her throat.

“Uh huh. Fuck!” I held her there, letting her spit and gag on my dick. “One… two… three…”

I pulled her up for a breath. Her eyes watered, and spit fell from her mouth just how I liked. If I did that again, I was for sure going to nut, and I needed to feel her insides first.

“Bring your fine ass here, mamas.”

I lifted her in the air without a second thought. Pushing her up against the wall, I breached her entrance, and her wet pussy immediately welcomed me home.

“Fuck…” We both cried out as I thrusted up into her, delivering deep, slow strokes to her pussy.

“Oh my God!”

Her head fell back from the pleasure, and she rolled her hips into me, fucking me back like she needed this as much as I did. The shower filled with the sounds of our moans, and the water ricocheted off our skin. I didn’t care what anybody had to say about Phileigh or her situation. She was mine and so was the life she was carrying.

“We’re family now.” I grunted as I moved in and out of her with precision. It wasn’t a question, but she responded with an answer as she should.

“Yes!” She rested her head on my chest.

“Good.”

I gripped her neck, finding a steady pace inside of her. Phileigh’s pussy felt better than any pussy. It was so tight and wet, and damn, that motherfucker was gripping. If this was what pregnant pussy felt like, I could see why niggas had fetishes. I gripped the sides of her waist to deepen my thrusts. The doctor said we were good to continue sex as normal, so I needed to make sure she knew who this pussy belonged to. She had been asked too many questions about my motives for me.

“Oooh… fuck,” she moaned. The water falling on us and her wet pussy made it easy for me to slide in and out of her insides. Shit, I could see exactly why that nigga Reggie had risked it all.