Chapter 49 - New Year's News

— Tris

I find myself growing extremely anxious as I prepare everything for tonight.

A week ago we told my family at Christmas.

Tonight we tell our friends.

"Tobias?" I call from the kitchen, looking over the list of things we still need for tonight. "Being the pregnant one in this relationship, I think it'd be best if you got the beer from the store. I think that's all we need," I scan the list one more time questioning what other drinks we have in the cabinet.

"Okay," he calls from down the hall. I hear his footsteps and a high pitched squeak from one of Indy's toys.

"And we have to pick up his toys before tonight," I say mainly to myself.

I find myself messing with a gold plastic table cloth in its wrapping, trying to open it and get it across our island in the kitchen so food can be served on it.

"Tris," Tobias comes in and grabs the other end of the table cloth, helping me spread it across the surface. "It's barely ten and people aren't coming until seven tonight. There's plenty of time for all of this." His hand snakes around my waist as he presses his lips to my forehead. "You need to relax."

"Yeah?" I feel my voice grow seductive. His hand trails over my hair and loosens it from my ponytail. His hand on my cheek, our eyes are locked.

"Do you think you could help me with that?" He presses his lips to mine the second I finish my sentence.

We become a mess of tangled hands as our kiss escalates.

"What about the baby?" He says breathless as his hand comes between our colliding lips.

"The doctor said it was fine," I say shortly, my raging hormones practically forcing my lips onto his.

"Jump," He says when my arms find their way locked around his neck. He lifts me off the ground, his hands on my ass, as he moves us across the apartment without breaking our lips.

He brings me into the bedroom and lays me down before crawling on top of me, his hands roaming my body.

"Tobias," I moan lightly as his lips move to the birds on my collarbone, sensations building inside me as I grow anxious in a different way than before.

I yank at the collar of his shirt, easily pulling it over his head as he slips his hands under my shirt.

He can tell he's driving me crazy.
My hormones are crazy from the pregnancy and he can tell I've never been turned on like this before.

My shirt is off and I take initiative to removing my bra myself.

I want his hands on me.
I want him inside of me.

He chuckles, acknowledging my eagerness as he rolls my nipple in between his fingers. The increased sensitivity since the last time he touched me like that makes me gasp as he messes with his own pajama pants.

Unlike him, I actually got dressed today.

I find myself frustrated that he is naked and I still have my jeans on.

God, do I have to do everything for this man?

I rapidly begin to mess with the button on my jeans, trying to wriggle them off before Tobias stops me. He holds my hands still, and for a second I panic that he doesn't want to take me.

Did he just want to kiss?
God I need him so bad.

He pulls down my jeans and underwear in one motion and I mentally sigh in relief.

"You smell so good, Tris," he comments as I help by kicking my jeans off of my ankles. I think that he is coming up to my lips again, but instead he is separating my legs with his hand, his thumb finding it's way between my folds as he rubs me.

I moan loudly, almost exaggeratively. Throwing my head back onto the pillows on the bed, I wonder if I will release just from his touch.

All I feel is my breathing and his fingers on my body. My eyes fly open when I feel him push one finger inside of my folds.

"Tobias—" I whine as he begins to remove his finger only to add a second when he presses them inside of me again.

I feel all the juices from my body flowing onto his hand as he continues to gently thrust his fingers inside of me.

"Does that feel good?" His fingers don't stop as his lips are by my ear, pressing his lips right behind my ear.

A noise I don't recognize comes from my lips and I know how much he has me wrapped around his finger right now.

Not just figuratively, but literally.

I'm not sure what he has down there anymore, but with his fingers continuing the same rate one of his thumbs finds my clitoris. The small amount of pressure added to my nub as he circles it makes me loose control.

I am panting hysterically and I think Tobias is humored by how absolutely turned on I am from his touch.

"I want your penis," I gasp bluntly.

He smirks as I look at him through my gaping eyes.

I worry that if I come now I will be too exhausted to actually have sex with him.

But I can't help it.

"Take things one at a time, darling," his voice is deep as he increases the rate of his moving fingers impaling me. "I know you're close."

I whine every time I exhale rapidly, my body tingling with passion. I would think I was in pain if he wasn't touching me to cause me to make the noises.

My body suddenly seems well aware of the movement of his fingers. As he rapidly moves a finger back and forth over my nub I loose my sanity.

I tighten around his fingers which still impale me, still not completely at my high as he whispers nothings in my ear.

I find my fingers in his hair as he latches onto my one nipple with his lips, his hands still busy in my lower area.

I'm riding just before my high, tension building as I have yet to climax.

I knew people said that pregnancy made orgasms better, but I didn't realize that they meant they would be this good.

I tighten around his fingers more than I thought I ever could and I feel him add another digit into me.

I screech at the mass of fingers inside of me as I finally climax, my body clamping around him as he impales me with three digits.

I feel as if the orgasm never will end, by body numb with pleasure for what feels like minutes as he is patient, continuing to rub me as I repeatedly convulse.

I'm just barely done with the orgasm when he removes his fingers from me. I moan, my body disagreeing with his choice to leave.

I don't mind for long, because I find his tip pushing into me seconds later.

Helping me spread my legs more, he pushes into me all at once. I feel myself stretch and from the dwindling orgasm I just had I feel myself clench around his flesh the second my body recognizes his member.

"Ugh, Tris," he moans as he pulls out completely, even his tip leaving my canal.

"Tobias," I whine, my walls throbbing.

He begins again, his tip digging into me once again before he fills me completely once again.

"Take me," I hiss as he begins to buck his hips into mine rapidly.

We are purely animalistic.

I feel the familiar pressure build in my abdomen again as I feel Tobias swell inside of me.

His fingers coddle my breasts as I feel myself near another climax.

I notice that he is most likely not close yet as I look at him.
Unlike him, I am still high from my orgasm just minutes ago.

"You're so big, Tobias," I moan as I feel my walls beginning to clench around his penis.

I moan, my body convulsing once again as my climax takes over my body. I pulse around him almost painfully tight as my body automatically releases. Groaning, I feel him twitch inside of me as I come down from my high.

"Give it to me, Tobias," I attempt to talk dirty to him.

I see the tension in his face change as his swelling releases inside of me. After a few thrusts he pulls out of me and falls onto his back.

Rolling to face him, I find his chest heavily rising and falling as he turns and smiles at me.

"I love you," I graze my thumb over his lower lip, cupping his face.

And yes, I do forget about all the things that I have to do before tonight.

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This chapter continues in Chapter 49 of All for You.