AN: Hey guys I'm super sorry for the delay but hopefully the content will make up for it. I've got terrible writers block and school work to boot, so if you got some funky fresh ideas on what you'd like to see in this story let me know. I've started writing the next installment where we find out the babes sex...OOOOOOO! I'm trying to keep the story lighthearted and fun. Keep the reviews coming or messages, your love keeps me going! Mwah!
Now we typically don't have sex in her office, it actually was one of the stipulations of our relationship no matter how much it was a turn-on for both of us…in both places of work. Maybe deep down it was being caught, maybe it was the thrill of the quickie, all I know is in this moment I am totally focused on the task at hand. Stipulations be damned, this was happening this very second, I dared not argue with my pregnant wife.
I swiftly turn her away from me, holding her ass tight against my groin and I feel her roll her hips against me. We both groan at the contact, she reaches her arms back running her hands through my hair, pulling my mouth to her neck…just asking for little nibbles to her beautiful spread of skin there. I bite gently at the nape of her neck and hear her deep guttural moan start in her belly and move its way up.
"Are you sure?" I double check with her, after all she was just yelling at me to leave so I want to make sure we are on the same page.
"Yes, Gods yes." I run my hands over the small swell of abdomen stopping short of her pubic bone.
"Was this your dream?" I inquire, just trying to feel out the situation.
"No—" she still hasn't let on what her dream entailed but maybe my taking charge will help ease her into a more comfortable headspace to open up and tell me what she really wants. I guess for now she's got an itch that really needs scratched.
"Tell me Regina…is Olivia still outside?" I'm trying to pry, trying to see what mood she is in. I grind my hips…my swollen cock against her clothed ass, her curves are always my favorite.
"Yes…" she gulps as my hands wander to her hips and down her thighs, slowly cinching up her skirt so I can feel her thighs with my fingertips. Her breathing intensifies more as she wiggles to help my advances, I finally get a feel of her skin and it's really all I need in my life.
"Now, you teased me about being attracted to your assistant—" I pause as I whisper in her ear, "but I think you are secretly attracted to your assistant."
"I—no, Emma no." She's grasping at straws trying to defend herself.
"It's ok, I'm jealous but I know your affections don't waver," I pause again as I nibble her ear and lick the lobe gently. "I mean those blonde curls wound up in a tight bun on her head, her glasses adding to her naughty secretary look, her lanky form sitting behind her desk prim and proper…I can see why you'd find her appealing." I suck her lobe in my mouth, nibbling gently on the soft tissue.
"Em, I swear—it's, it's just hor-hormones." She barely gets out as I work her ear until it's red and swollen from my teasing.
"Oh, I know, I also know it's no secret why you hired someone that looked so much like me." I huff gently and smirk against her cheek, she knows I'm just giving her shit now.
"You—"
I stop her before she gets too far and lift her skirt above her hips, finally exposing her panty clad backside for me to ogle and rub myself against. I sense her magic filling my senses quickly as we are both enveloped in a cloud of purple, before being stripped bare.
"Really?" I sigh at her liberal use of magic while pregnant, something we've been discussing and wanting to bring up with Letty. She turns and looks at me innocently before uttering a simple word.
"Oops," her Cheshire cat smirk is always the death of me, the 'I'm innocent but totally not in the least.' I bend her over the desk more effectively, pushing her top down so she folds over the top leaving her ass at my disposal. I run my hand over the swell of it, feelings it's curves and her shakiness.
"Are you nervous?" I still want to make sure she feels ok about this, I didn't plan for this today so I'm hoping there is no emergency at the station.
"N—no—anxious." She's honest and I appreciate it.
I waste no time, she's pent up and wants release is what this is, she's not been able to open up and talk to me about her dream so I need to coax it out of her.
"You still aren't going to tell me, are you?" I run my hands down between her thighs, pushing her legs apart gently, squeezing her inner thigh as I make my way closer to where I know she wants me. I watch as she shakes her head back and forth, I know she's getting closer to telling me and it's really only a matter of time. I graze my finger tips over the soft hair at the junction of her thighs, playing gently with her folds, I feel the wetness seeping from her, it coats my finger tips nicely as I work further into her, parting gently before finally seeking her swollen clit. "Wow baby, have you been holding out on me or what?"
"Em—please—I need—" she's cut off as I probe her entrance with just my middle finger.
"You act like I don't know you by now, I know exactly what you need but I didn't realize this was another little fantasy that you harbored." I tease her as I stroke gently at her front wall, her muscles trying to pull me in further, I humor her and add another finger just to giver her more.
"Emma, I swear I will tell you tonight but please just fuck me." She's desperate because she never makes promises like that she wouldn't keep, which means I am one step closer to being rid of this cock…in theory. I still have my doubts of course.
"You better sound proof because I want to hear every little squeal of pleasure…" I promise her as I state my own demands of this little rendezvous. I watch her hands go up and the silencing spell that goes up around the room, I could have done it myself but what's the fun in that when she's the one that wants this right now.
I start stroking her with my fingers quicker, making sure I'm dragging my finger tips along her g-spot and hear her groan deeply at the increased sensations. Her voice catches in her throat as I add a third finger on an outstroke, I feel her bear down on my hand and watch as her hands grip the front of her desk, she is trying so hard to be somewhat quiet.
"I said I wanted to hear you baby." I wrap my other hand around her front to stroke her clit as my fingers work her from behind and that's when she starts babbling nonsense. "Fuck you are so beautiful baby." I feel her muscles tense around me already, undoubtedly the beginning of her release…wow that was fast, I smile at my quick work.
"Em, I'm—oh—oh—" the next noise I hear I cannot put into words, it's primal and it's amazing, a mix between a low growl and a slight squeal as I hit a sensitive spot and she's lost in sensations of pleasure as she comes around my fingers. I continue to stroke her as she pulses around my fingers, her breath coming in gasps as she rolls through the sensations.
"Can you keep going?" I ask her gently, knowing I won't push her if she doesn't want too, but my straining hard-on tells me I need some sort of relief, it's taken all I had not to switch to my cock the whole time. She nods and moans at the thought of me taking her this way…I think she secretly likes the cock is why she won't tell me the dream and how to get rid of it…fucking tease she is.
I retract my fingers gently and stroke her drenched passage with my hand, lubing myself for my cock. I rub myself gently, the pre-cum has oozed from the tip making a nice lubrication but her juices make it better any day. I moan as I stroke myself gently, bringing the tip down to tease her a bit and test her readiness. I watch as she reaches under herself and grab at me, guiding me to her entrance and urging me to continue. If that's not the hottest thing then I don't know what else is.
I push the rest of the way into her and listen to her sigh in pleasure at being full, she groans as I move out and stroke in again, she presses herself up on her forearms to give herself some room, no doubt her stomach getting a little bit squished.
"Are you okay?" I've gotten into the habit of checking in on her for everything, more than anything I just want to make sure she is comfortable.
"Oh, Gods yes, just keep going." She pants out as I continue to stroke in and out of her. "Fuck."
"You sure you are okay?" I slow down again and I feel her tense and get upset all the sudden.
"Emma, I swear I am fine! Just keep going unless I buck you off me now fuck me…please I—please just keep going."
I don't like when she talks to me like that, she's blocking something or something is wrong. I stop and pull out of her, the trail of wetness dripping onto the floor.
"Turn around." She follows my orders and turns to look at me with a question on her face. "What's wrong?" I can't help but be concerned.
"I—I can't—again—" it finally clicked.
"Come here," I sit my ass on her office chair and grab her hands, "come on, ride me until you can. I know you've got more than one in you."
She's hesitant and completely embarrassed, one thing about our sex is we've always come together in the end…we want to finish with a bang, both parties completely satisfied. I am not happy unless she is fully pleased and vice versa, we had this understanding early on. If she is having problems then we shall work to remedy those problems.
"It's ok, come on I'm still more than ready for you, just go at your pace." I watch her as she eyes me, my cock twitches under her gaze as her eyes darken slightly and she gets a wicked look on her face, which frightens me but excites me the same. I watch as she takes the couple steps towards me and lowers herself to the floor, "whoa, what—" she didn't have too and I didn't ask it just happened in a flash, her perfect little mouth took my cock. Grabbing with a firm fist and bobbing her head up and down on me, groaning along with it, causing me to shudder under her ministrations.
"Holy shit babe, umm—" my hands grip the edge of the chair as she continues to orally stimulate me.
"Shut up and enjoy it." She mumbles before downing me again and I have no choice than to let her do what she pleases, I breathe slowly as she engulfs me over and over again, her saliva dripping down to the base, I cannot even bring myself to watch or I'm going to explode before I want too.
"Umm 'Gina? You need—"
I felt her mouth leave me swiftly and stand above me, her eyes dark with lust before leaning over and giving me a needy kiss…I'm not sure who needed it more.
"Now fuck me please—just fuck me," she turned around and leaned over her desk, her submissive side showing full force as my cock throbbed with need. I have never seen her like this and I can only think her pregnancy is bringing out a side of her that I am growing to love.
I rise from my seat and can visibly see her shiver with anticipation, her fingers tapping on her desk gently…anxious for my body against hers. I curl my form around hers, hugging her from behind as my cock throbs against her ass.
I can't even wait, as I grab my cock and situate myself to slide into her gently, I feel her wetness at my tip and we moan simultaneously as I nestle myself into her fully, keeping one hand on her hip and one wrapped around her middle. I start a slow grind, just letting her enjoy the slow sensations that will quickly build in her core, my hand in front moves south to graze against her clit…and I know it's the right move.
"Oh Em, yessss…" she hisses out in pleasure as I continue to stimulate her in this way, my fingers dancing over her little sensitive nub.
"Is this what you needed hm?" I whisper in her ear as I continue to roll my hips against hers, "oh Regina you feel so good, I can't wait to feel you come around me." Apparently, my minimal verbal skills urged her on as she moaned unabashedly and her hips quickened their pace against me. "Quiet Regina, Olivia is still outside…" she moaned deeply again and I felt her quickly tensing, "do you think she knows what goes on behind closed doors? How you crave to be fucked?" That was it, she grasped loudly and I felt her muscles spasm around me.
"Oh Gods…" she groaned out as my hips never faltered against her backside, my own orgasm approaching quickly as I feel her rhythmically pulsing around me and her body stiffen against me.
"I'm going to come with you baby," I watch as she nods enthusiastically at my admission, her insides still contracting around my cock. I hold her close and groan against her back, not holding back anymore as I come in her tight heat.
I collapse in her chair quickly after, she following suit as she sits on my naked lap, both of us breathing heavily.
"Well that wasn't quite what I was expecting at lunch…" I moan against her back.
"Sorry—" she starts to apologize for our lunch rendezvous.
"Babe seriously can you please just tell me if you're horny because that was—wow—just wow."
"You don't think I'm…repulsive?" She blushes as she stands from me, magicking back our clothes and giving us a nice touch up.
"Seriously your green monster came out because you are so self-conscious about yourself?" I lean back in her chair, tilting my head to the side questioning her thought process. While I know it's mostly her hormones I seriously hope she doesn't feel like this on a regular basis, it makes me think of the Evil Queen from Snow White and the Seven Dwarves movie…she is so envious of Snow's beauty but this can't be my Regina in this life can it? "Regina you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, pregnant and all…well especially pregnant with my kid. That's everything to me right now." I smile my dopey look and watch as she blushes at my compliment, "don't think you are off the hook on your dream though, especially if you are still feeling a little pent up tonight." I smirk and I hear her sigh, "babe I'm just ready to have my parts back…"
"I'm sorry—I know, we'll talk tonight." She bites her lip; her nerves are showing up full force. "I—I love you Emma."
I stand and wrap her in my arms, squeezing her gently and I feel her inhale me as if memorizing the scent, as if she didn't know by now.
"I love you too Regina," I kiss her cheek before whispering gently, "I'll see you tonight." She nods against me as we part and say our good-byes.
I'll tell you right now, she was all pent up when I got there and I think I only knocked the edge off of her nerves. I'm not so sure what I should be worried about, I mean if she did have an epic sex dream that she's embarrassed about then I will surely enjoy doing it for her—with her—whatever. It can't be that bad, I'm sure she's blowing it out of proportion, as she does with a lot of things. I feel her paranoia is heightened with this pregnancy, like she's more on edge and nervous around me, or others…it's strange. To see her this way was definitely not what I had in mind, don't get me wrong I like submissive her—that's fun! I feel this is probably the young woman Regina, she's more delicate and is—nesting? Maybe nesting early, I'm not sure the word I want to use here but she's acting softer, not the ball-busting Madam Mayor I was used too for sure. Maybe it takes up too much energy to keep those walls up right now?
"I don't know why it's such a big deal to play out this dream of mine, I mean it's silly and I'm probably embarrassed for nothing—" I watch her in the vanity as she puts moisturizer on her face and down her neck.
"Babe," I pull my pants down, "this—this is why I need to do this ok? I'm really kind of sick of having a dick. I'm sorry but—" I drop my pants to the floor and strip my shirt, picking up the articles and tossing them in the nearby hamper.
"This is ridiculous." She sighs out casually and I've had it.
"Ok, you know what fine!" I can't help it, all I'm asking is for her help and she's been pushing back, I'm the one that struggling here it's not cool. I stamp off towards the ensuite, I can't take her beating around the bush, or not beating.
"Em—" I slam the door, I don't even want to hear what she has to say. "Emma Swan open this door!"
"No!" I'm frustrated and I don't want to take it out on her but why the hell does she have to be so stubborn? It's a simple fucking dream, there is no reason she shouldn't at least help me with my problem, that's what spouses do, they support one another and I'll tell you right now I don't feel very supported.
"Emma don't make me use magic!" She shouted again and I don't even want to talk to her. I'm not the one being ridiculous she's the one being ridiculous!
"You wouldn't dare," I threaten back, "plus you shouldn't with the pregnancy." I muse just barely enough for her to hear.
"Oh, I didn't know you cared…" she shot back her snarky sarcastic self and I can't help but roll my eyes. She knows her health and the well being of the baby is my number one priority.
"Dammit Regina," I swiftly open door, faced with my beautiful wife who shows a look of guilt on her face.
"Please get dressed and sit down, or lay down," she sighs and she concedes to my simple request. "We'll talk."
I huff and walk past her straight towards the bed, not even bothering putting on clothes. I crawl between the soft sheets and fluffy comforter, patting her side of the bed, waiting for her to join me. She flips the bathroom light off before wandering to the bed to join me.
"I think I'm just body conscious, so sharing anything sexual seems—"
"I hate to point out the obvious but you aren't the only one who is body conscious right now." I make a blatant comment about my male part and raise my brows, the air around us growing thick with tension as she swallows the lump in her throat before sitting next to me on the bed.
"Em—I'm sorry." She sighed out heavily, "I've made this about me when it's definitely more than just me involved here." She's quiet after that, after admitting she was in the wrong, and that it wasn't my patience wearing thin. She is frail at the moment; her emotions are very exposed and I don't want to say anything to provoke anything drastic, so I let the silence consume us as she ponders her next move. "It's not that bad I guess, I'm not sure what I am so worried about, it's just a little fantasy right?" She laughs to herself gently as I wait patiently. "Emma, I want—I want—Ijustwantyoutotiemeupandteaseme." It came out fast and I knew what I heard but I knew I needed to hear her articulate it better for me.
"Excuse me?" I play along though I furrow my brows in confusion, I know I heard her right but I just have to be sure.
"Emma—I just, I need you to—you know." She is so bashful and I can't help but ease up my nagging her because she's so fucking adorable like this.
"Do I?" I raise my brows again, "can you enlighten me further as to why I would have a cock in this scenario?" My voice is calm and collected, trying not to elude that my mind is wandering thinking of what she wants, my cock twitching a little bit and I adjust myself so she doesn't see anything.
"You tease me with it, as I'm tied…" she lowers her head and her voice, nervously playing with her hands, "…my pussy and my mouth…" I never hear her talk like this so it's strange and completely out of character but her whole persona has changed since she's been pregnant so I'm not surprised.
"I see." I swallow, trying to contain my semi excited state.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't—" she starts to scrambled her words, completely embarrassed by her admission and goes to move off the bed, undoubtedly running to the bathroom to escape me, but I grab her wrist.
"Hey, its ok." I try to reason with her and she catches my eyes, "talking about it got me a little excited." I admit, so she understands where my mind is.
"Oh, well I'm not—" she's not ready for it in person yet and that's ok, honestly neither am I.
"We don't have too tonight, when you are ready. Can I be honest and say, I'm very much looking forward too it."
She blushes again and her small excited smile doesn't go unnoticed.