His face flinched and he let out a sad sigh while his gaze dropped to the bed. “I hadn’t thought about it that way.” He laid back down and gently moved towards her, his face apologetic. She closed the distance between them, reaching out to stroke his hair.
“I can’t let you treat them the way you treat me.” His eyes closed and he moved his face closer to hers, putting his hand on her stomach. “I wouldn’t be a good mother.”
“You’ve never complained about how I treat you before.” His voice sounded sad and distant.
“I didn’t mind until just now.” She pulled his head into her chest and he wrapped his arms around her waist. “I know that you like it. And you know that I like it, too.” She waited for him to answer, but he lay there silently in her arms, stroking her hair. “It can’t just be about sex anymore, Adam. We’re going to be parents.”
He looked up at her with those sad eyes, but a smile crossed his face as he reached for her stomach. “You’re right.” Scooting down the bed, he lifted her dress and started kissing her belly lightly. Leah’s body relaxed with his touch and she realized that she was actually quite tired. “We’ll figure something out.” She ran her fingers through his hair as he nuzzled into her, wrapping his arms around her hips.
“I really am sleepy,” she murmured, exhausted from the emotional outburst and satisfied with his reaction. He looked up at her, nodding. Pulling his face closer into her belly, he let out a long yawn and settled in to sleep.
Over the next few weeks Adam became much more agreeable. He allowed her to use the internet freely, though she knew he was secretly monitoring her. She ordered whatever she wanted to decorate the house without any questions from him. He even complained if she didn’t buy the most expensive version of whatever she wanted or hesitated because of the price. It soon began to look like a home and started to feel that way for her too. He insisted on making all of the furniture so they spent a lot of time in his woodshop. Leah watched as he carefully carved the designs she requested into the shelves that he made for her. The cradle was his favorite project. She loved to watch him from the lounge he brought in for her as he sanded it and tested the rocking. This was her favorite place to talk with him because his woodworking set him at ease. He was really in his element.
He conceded that things needed to be different for the best of the children. She didn’t mind his controlling tendencies that much; in fact it really turned her on. They agreed that everything would stay the same in the bedroom, she wouldn’t be allowed to wear clothes in the house until after the baby came. He wouldn’t tell her what to do in front of the children, and he assured her that he wouldn’t be strict with them, or hold them to unrealistic expectations.
It was still very difficult for her to get information about his life from him. Whenever she brought it up, he simply told her that he was very unhappy and wanted a new start. It bothered her, but it seemed like there was nothing to do about it. At least his personality was more accessible to her; she found that they had almost everything in common. She had never known anyone that loved the outdoors as much as she did and it soon became her favorite thing about him. When they weren’t out hiking they spent a lot of time in the garden, or just watching the clouds or the stars.
He still wouldn’t fuck her, and it bothered her so much she had to know why. She couldn’t figure out why he tortured himself by fondling her constantly and never allowed himself any release. He seemed to develop an obsession with her breasts as well as constantly insisted on licking her pussy. Although she loved pleasuring him orally as often as he demanded, he was getting to be to rough with her from his frustration. Reluctantly, he confessed that the shaman had told him that they shouldn’t have sex until the baby started moving, but she knew that there was no way he could last that long. Besides, it was completely unnecessary and as gifted as his oral skills were, she longed to feel him inside of her. Their newfound intimacy made his refusal even more aggravating, and she vowed to seduce him.
A few months had gone by and the sexual tension between them was unbearable. She had just started showing, and her breasts were getting bigger. Adam became particularly demanding and insisted that they stay inside so that he could spend more time looking at her body as her pregnancy became more obvious. Just when it seemed like he would succumb to his desires, he stopped sleeping with her entirely and began spending more and more time in his study. Leah became increasingly frustrated and was determined to end this standoff.
“Adam!” she called to him as she lay in the bed one night. He came running down the hallway to their room, a frightened look on his face.
“What is it?” He approached the bed cautiously.
“Please sleep here tonight. Please,” she begged him.
“I shouldn’t.” He made considerable effort to keep looking at her face, but his gaze soon fell to her body, which she had positioned in a way that she knew he wouldn’t be able to resist.
“But I’m so lonely at night, baby. Please.” Even though she was trying to seduce him, it was still the truth and the longing came through in her voice.
“Leah…,” he sighed, now unable to keep his eyes off of her swollen breasts and stomach. She smiled up at him and held out her arms. He knelt beside the bed, reaching out to stroke her hair. “I’m sorry.” His touch was electrifying and she let out a whimper when he brought his hand away.
“Adam,” she groaned, and sat up on the end of the bed. He stayed on his knees and she spread her legs in front of them. “You can’t do this to me.” Her breasts were level with his eyes and she pushed them toward him subtly. “At least give me a hug before bed.”
He looked at her and she could tell that he felt too guilty to leave her now. His breathing was getting faster and he slowly reached towards her. She couldn’t help but lean down to kiss him and as soon as their lips locked, she knew it was over. There was no way he could resist her now.
“Mmmm.” She wrapped her arms around his neck as his tongue invaded her mouth. Moving forward, she pressed her wetness against his hard stomach and hugged his sides with her thighs. “Don’t go.”
“I’m afraid to hurt the baby,” he confessed, breaking away from their kiss and staring at her. She could tell that he wanted her badly, but was genuinely afraid. He was extremely superstitious.
“The doctor said it’s fine.” She placed his hands on her stomach and watched as his eyes rolled back into his head. “Please. I need you.” The desperation in her voiced got the better of him and he kissed her again. “It won’t be like this with the other children. We won’t have as much time to ourselves.” His hands found her breasts and she moaned as he gave the tender mounds a firm squeeze.
“Leah…” His resolve was crumbling and her body begged to be touched.
“I want you to enjoy me as much as you can. Please.” There was nothing he could do to stop himself now. He scooped her into his arms, climbing into bed beside her. Their eyes locked and she could see his hesitation giving way to his arousal.
She gave him a reassuring smile and traced her fingers down his chest until they found the top of his pants. Slipping them off, he rolled himself beneath her and positioned her so that she was straddling his lower abdomen. His giant erection pushed against her ass from behind as she arched her back to catch it between her cheeks. He let out a hiss, looking down at her with burning eyes and she gave him her sweetest smile. Tracing her fingers along the soft skin of her growing belly, she anxiously waited for him to articulate his demands. She shuddered when his hands covered hers, barely able to contain her excitement. He gripped her wrists and pulled her forward, placing her hands on either side of his head so that she had to lean with her chest over his face.
A groan escaped his lips as he reached up to grab her breasts, the thrill of his touch so satisfying that she let out a gasp. His eyes looked at her swollen tits with hunger and he gently grazed her nipples with his fingers. Leah cried out louder than she expected, her neglected pussy gushing in anticipation as moisture pooled on his stomach. Noticing her obvious arousal, he looked up at her apologetically and pulled her face to his. His lips traced her jaw line and made their way around her face, kissing her nose and eyelids tenderly before finally plunging his tongue into her mouth deeply. She couldn’t stop herself from running her fingers through his dark hair as his hands tenderly stroked her spine and traveled down to her hips.