Different Interpretations

I was looking at myself in the mirror.

One year ago I did the same. I had to hype myself up so that I could have sex with Ronan. Tonight was completely different. I was excited to get into bed with Ronan and feel his hands on me.

I wanted every second of pleasure.

I had found the sexiest maternity lingerie that I could. I knew it would make Ronan happy. He liked seeing lace on me.

“Bowen, is everything okay?” Ronan asked just like he had a year ago.

“Yes, darling, I’m coming!” I smiled at myself before opening the door.

Ronan was already in bed in nothing but his briefs, waiting for me.

“Fuck,” He whispered. “You look amazing.”

“Do you like it?” I asked.

“I love it…get over here.”

I strutted over the bed and straddled Ronan before leaning down to kiss him. His strong arms wrapped around me as his fingers gently slipped in my hair and gently pulled. I bit his lip and slowly pulled away, causing him to groan.

My hips moved back and forth, grinding against him and feeling him beco