You pulled my legging and panties down in one go while I stripped both our shirts, you peeling your trackies off along with your underwear.
'You're so fucking gorgeous.' You whispered, placing a soft hand on my hip, caressing the now visible bump on my belly before dipping your head, licking a strip of my juices off my needy cunt. I moaned in pleasure, that simple movement making my back arch off the bed, however you gently pushed me back down, ordering me still. 'You taste gorgeous as well.' You smirked, tracing your name on my pussy while pushing your nose into my clit, strings of moans and your name leaving my mouth without a breath in between. I clenched my thighs round your head, pushing your head further into my core by your hair, bucking my hips against you, trying to prolong this pleasure I've been craving for a long time. I was just about to whine, however that got distorted to a loud moan when you shoved your tongue inside my cunt, tracing your name inside my walls as my hips had a mind of their own, bucking and thrusting in animalistic movements while I moaned and cussed for dear god. The pleasure I was experiencing was blinding, the pregnancy hormones only making it better—I could last for days getting fucked like this. 'Fucking hell Taylor, you're so hot and wild.' You pulled away for a second to admire the view of my sweaty, hot body before diving in again, pushing me over the edge.
'FUCK Y/N!' I screamed with a guttural moan as I released hard into your mouth, you not letting a single drop of my juices go to waste.
You continued thrusting your tongue, licking my walls clean while they clenched round you, the pleasure blinding for the two of us before you came up to share a sweet kiss with me, my legs still shaking from my orgasm.
'How was that sweetie?' You asked, pulling away from the kiss.
'That was perfect. Your turn.' I smirked, pushing two fingers to your lips. 'Suck.'
You took my fingers deep inside your throat, basically fucking my fingers with your tongue before I pulled them out, nice and slick.
'Ride them.' I ordered, bringing them to your wet cunt and spreading the wetness all over, your saliva mixing with your arousal. You sank down on my fingers, moving your hips up and down, new movements as well.
'Fuck, your pussy looks so good taking my fingers like this.' I groaned at the sight of your breasts bouncing up and down as you sank back onto my fingers, bobbing up and down.
With each thrust, I curled my fingers deep inside you, hitting your g-spot each time and strangled noises of moans and my name fell from your lips. 'I'm so close Tay please.' You begged, bouncing up and down at a faster, harder pace. I helped you, thrusting my fingers with each curl, a thumb rubbing your clit in traces of my name and my other hand reaching for your breasts, massaging slowly. I decided to add more to the pleasure, leaning up to bring your nipple up to my mouth, encasing it within my lips and sucking harshly, my tongue tracing 'mine' around it and grazing my teach against it every now and then. You three your head back while letting your jaw drop slack open as you orgasm rushed through your body, releasing onto my fingers, coating them in your white juices. I thrusted a few more times, releasing your nipple with a pop and sucking my fingers clean of your cum at a staggeringly slow pace, an enjoying sight for you as I moaned at the taste. I took my fingers out my mouth, drying them on the bed and then kissing you, already shoving my tongue in your mouth which was still layered in your cum, letting you taste yourself on my tongue.
We both moaned into the kiss before pulling away, me cuddling into you, not bothering with clothes.

Thank god the cats were locked in a different room.

By 4pm, we were in some comfy and warm clothes, cuddling in bed before heading out to a cozy restaurant for dinner. 'I'm just gonna go pee quickly.' I called out, putting my uggs on.
'Of course you are.' you giggled, knowing that since I've been pregnant, I've had to go to the bathroom all the time. 'Not funny.' I grumbled, heading to the bathroom. When I came out, you were sitting with my coat by the door so I took my coat and put it on before grabbing your hand as we walked out.
'Gosh I didn't realise it was this freezing.' I shivered, your arm hooking round my waist, one: to keep me warm and two: to let creeps know that I was yours and personally, I found it cute that you were protective of me, especially in my pregnant state you only became more protective and gentle. I laid my head in the crook of your neck as we walked to the restaurant which was very nearby so we didn't have to drive, a good thing because I get extremely car sick now. When we got there, you open the door for me.
'Ever the gentlewoman I see.' I laughed, walking in before attaching myself to you again. We sat down in a more secluded corner, preferring it over crazy fans and probably some paparazzi even though we're so far from the city.

'We're so going snowboarding tomorrow!'
I giggled, digging into my pudding with a smile. 'Taylor! You're pregnant. Do you really think that's a good idea?' you whisper shouted, clearly concerned. 'I think it's fine, plus I know how to snowboard I've been doing it for years if you've forgotten.' I protest. You sighed, finishing your dessert. 'Fine, we can go. But I'm skiing.' you gave up because you knew I would protest all night if I had to. I smiled excitedly with a thank you as I finished the last bite of my pudding.
'I'm paying.' I said, already grabbing my wallet.
'No I- You know what I give up, do what you want.' you grumbled, not being bothered to try and win an argument against me again.
'Thank you, plus I snuck your wallet out your bag before we left so you'd have no choice.' I smirked, pulling my card out and paying.

'Thanks so much for taking me out for dinner y/n, I love you so much.' I smiled up at my fiancé. 'No need to thank me, you paid!' You replied, stroking my bump; it seemed to be your new favourite thing.
We sat there with quiet music playing in the background, wrapping arms around each other while the cats laid cuddled in each other.
'I can't wait to build a family with you.' You smiled, kissing my head.
'It's a dream come true, I love you.'
'I love you too.'

the end.

- Word Count - 1989 (literally)

MUSHHAAHAH I ENDED ON 1989 WORDS (dont count this text its not the chapter) 😒

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