Chapter 21: Just To Spite.

"Omigod! This is so good!" I moaned loudly, as I kept pounding on top Jon.

His hands are on my waist aiding me to move up and down in a steady rhythm. My full, perky breasts bouncing because of the movement of my waist, and my hair all swept up to stop it from getting in the way when I want to kiss Jon, and I really want to keep seeing this gorgeous man's face.

Jon rolled me over, my back to the bed and he is on top of me, kissing me hungrily. "You taste so good, my baby," he whispered in my ears, and made for my neck, kissing and licking with each rhythmic throb.

A shiver ran down my spine and I began scratching and clawing his back. I can't have enough of him. "I want you everytime. I love you so much," I said.

"I'm about to come, baby," Jon said.

I whispered that he's allowed to, after all we have a baby on the way. There's nothing like *'extra pregnant'*, it's either you're pregnant or not, and no one can get pregnant on top of an already existing pregnancy.

Jon came, looked a