Quinn's POV
Why did it have to feel so good? It heightened my arousal, and I bit my lower lip, giving in to the pleasure. He moved to my right side, and I let out a soft moan. I held him so tight.
"Don't you dare stop," I pleaded with my eyes closed.
He stopped after a while, and I felt his two fingers down there again, rubbing and teasing. I felt so wet.
He brought his hard body close to mine, rubbing the tip against me, and it drove me crazy.
He plunged in. I was expecting pain, just like the first time, but no. It didn't hurt like it did before. He came in fully, and I felt full. He started to ride me slowly. Was it because of the baby?
"Are you okay? Should I reduce my pace? Should I stop?" he asked, looking so concerned.
I shook my head. "No. Please don't," I breathed out.
He continued, and he was fast. So fast. I couldn't stop moaning and begging him to go faster. So much pleasure. How could it be this mind-blowing and thrilling?
