The Afterlife

Kieran hesitated. ‘We shouldn’t.’ ‘Didn’t those websites tell you about increased sex drive during the first trimester? One of the few side effects that are actually enjoyable.’ I wrapped my arms around his neck. ‘Come on, honey. It’s been weeks.’ He pulled back. ‘I’m not sure about this.’ ‘I am.’ I pushed him down. He was lying on his back, with his manhood held captive in my hands. I breathed against his cheek. ‘I’m starving.’ ‘I’ll go make you a sandwich.’ ‘That’s not what I had in mind.’ I yanked down his pyjama bottoms. ‘What if it hurts the baby?’ ‘I’ll be careful.’ I swallowed his protest with a long kiss. Kieran put up a token struggle, but mellowed out as I stroked him until he was hard. I straddled my husband, enjoying the control. His soft moans served as the best aphrodisiac. I lowered my head and licked him like an oversized lollipop. His chest heaved. His breathing grew fast and shallow. I took off my top. Kieran screwed his eyes shut. ‘We really shouldn’t…’ I grabbed his