Moan For Hubby (Taboo Erotica)

by Terry Towers

  Moan For Hubby

  (Moan For Uncle 7)

  By

  Terry Towers

  Moan For Hubby

  Copyright 2012 by Terry Towers

  Cover by: Terry Towers

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  This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors imagination and used fictitiously.

  The material in this book is intended for ages 18+ it may contain adult subject matter including explicit sexual content, profanity, drug use and violence.

  Chapter 1

  "Oh, come on, be a trooper baby. One more time." Lying naked in bed next to her husband Grant, newlywed Nikki Rivers traced the lines of hard muscles in his chest. The muscles flexed under her touch further exciting her.

  Grant turned his head to look over at his pregnant wife, who had been due to give birth several days ago. While the doctors had said not to worry and that sometimes the first child can go over the due date by a few days, these extra few days had been a nightmare for Nikki. She needed to have this baby - immediately. And it seemed that with each passing day her horniness level increased. Not that he was complaining - at least not until now anyway.

  Giving her a soft smile, he brushed a lock of her dark hair out of her face and tucked it behind her ear. His amused grey eyes locked with her pleading blue ones.

  "You know how much I love making love to you. But we've done it five times so far today. I don't know if I could even if I tried, honey. And, I'm scared you'll be overexerting yourself."

  Nikki huffed and rolled her eyes at him. "I'm feeling great, and insanely horny. And you're a CIA field agent, baby; I know you have it in you."

  "Was a CIA field agent," Grant reminded her. With a chuckle he patted his mid-section which displayed a perfect set of 6-pack abs. "This desk stuff is making me soft."

  Nikki frowned. Grant's job had become one of many points of friction between them lately. While the comment was made in a nonchalant and joking manner, it still stung. She was the reason he left a job that he loved; the job that made him the hero of their small hometown of Bar Harbour, Maine. She swallowed down the sting, to get back to her attempted seduction.

  She snuggled as close as she could possibly get considering her protruding belly and indulged herself in the smell of his aftershave, a mixture of spice and the outdoors. She sighed softly in his ear and was given a soft moan as a response. Encouraged she nipped at the side of his neck. Grant groaned softly, his body tensing slightly.

  "Awwww. Nikki." His voice took on the deep, sexy, raspy sound that it normally did when his arousal was elevated.

  "Mmmm. Grant." A soft smile of victory touched her lips as she slid her hand down his torso, to grasp his rising cock. She knew her man wouldn't let her down. Everything about him was perfect, from his rock hard body, to the soft, sensual way he touched her in just the right ways to make her body sing for him.

  Slipping a hand behind her neck, Grant pulled her mouth down to his. She brushed her lips across his, a soft smile still touching her lips. He nipped at her lower lip as she sighed softly against his mouth. Her lips parted and Grant took the opportunity to slide his tongue between her parted lips to explore her mouth.

  Nikki's hand began to stroke him in a firm, fluid motion until his hips began to rock against her hand. She moaned against his mouth as their tongues touched and began to dance. His hands slipped around her waist and she was about to roll to her back, urging him onto her when she remembered her belly would no longer allow that to happen. Some habits die hard.

  "Ride me," he instructed, pulling his mouth from hers, grabbing her waist and slipping her up onto him, straddling his waist. His cock slid between her wet folds, poking at her entrance and driving her mad with need.

  "You know I'm never going to take the missionary position for granted again," she joked, locking eyes with him and seeing the desire flaring up in his stormy grey eyes.

  Grant ran his hands over her stomach, affection mixing with the desire in his gaze. "Yeah, but I think you're as stunning as you ever were. More stunning."

  Nikki could feel her cheeks turn warm. She had had her moments over the past nine and a half months where she'd been frustrated with all the weight gain over the pregnancy, but Grant refused to allow her to feel anything less than the most desirable woman in the world. She loved him for that; for that and a thousand other reasons.

  Leaning back, she placed her hands on his thighs as she lowered herself onto him. The head of his thick cock stroked her inner wall as she settled onto him. A rush of pure pleasure shot through her and she gave herself a moment to enjoy the feel of him buried deep within her. It felt as though his cock was made for her and only her.

  "My God, you feel good Grant," she purred closing her eyes and letting her head fall back, her dark hair cascading down her back.

  "You too, honey." His hands slid to her ass and he cupped her ass cheeks, pulling her tighter onto him.

  Nikki began to move on him, slowly at first, rotating her hips as she moved up and down on his shaft. Grant's groan prompted her to move faster on him. Her breasts jiggled as she moved and gyrated on his cock, her pussy milking his hard cock for his sweet cum.

  Good, Oh-so-good.

  "Look at me Nik," Grant demanded.

  Opening her lust filled blue eyes they met his stormy grey ones and the fire within her increased considerably. "Oh Grant!" She moved faster on him, slamming down harder on his cock, whimpering and moaning with each thrust. She would never have guessed sex while pregnant would be so damned good!

  She was rapidly heading towards the brink, wave after wave of sweet sensations rushing through her starting from the top of her head to the tip of her toes. Her stomach knotted, she was almost there. Seconds away.

  "Come for me Nik. Come over my cock honey."

  Grant's voice washed over her, so deep, so sexy. She became swept away in him and was overtaken by one final rush as her pussy clenched and then a flood of her juices coated his cock.

  "Oh fuck Nik."

  Nikki became weak and light-headed basking in the sweet release, barely noticing that Grant had rolled her over to her back and was hoisting her legs over his shoulders. As the final of several orgasms died off she opened her eyes to see him between her legs, her ass suspended in the air and her legs draped over his shoulders.

  Normally she loved this position, what could be more erotic then seeing his beautiful shaft thrusting into her? But, to her disappointment her belly blocked her view. "Mmmm, soon I'll be able to see that amazing cock of yours." She chewed at her lower lip, anticipating the feel of him stretching her.

  "Soon baby." He ran the head of his cock, back and forth along the length of her drenched folds. "Damn, you're always so wet. Beautiful."

  She moaned softly, wiggling against his dick, hoping to somehow impale he
rself on it. "I need it Grant!"

  He chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming with a combination of amusement over her enthusiasm and the raw hunger that he'd been holding back to ensure she was fully satisfied before he took what he needed.

  Just when she thought she couldn't stand another second of waiting he slammed himself deep into her. She cried out at the sudden invasion and fisted the blankets as her pussy stretched to accommodate him. "Oh fuck yeah Grant. Give it to me!"

  She wiggled and moaned as he began to slam into her, his balls slapping against her ass with an arousing smacking sound. Soon. Soon, she'd be able to watch her amazing husband fucking her again.

  As he continued to punish her with his cock, he exposed her swollen clit and began to gently stroke her. She moaned a little louder, attempting to buck against his hand and cock, but to her frustration, her movement was hindered. Giving up, she locked gazes with him and indulged in the pleasure he was sending through her.

  "My God, I'm going to come again!" The pressure between her legs was rapidly coming to a breaking point.

  "Come with me honey," he urged, his cock thickening and preparing for release within her as he said it.

  She moaned loudly as she reached the pinnacle of her desire. Just as she started the downward spiral, Grant slammed into her a final time and with a low groan his cock unloaded, filling her with his seed. They both shuttered as the tremors from their orgasms overtook them both and the products of their climaxes merged.

  Letting out a low, unsteady breath Grant slowly and carefully lowered Nikki's bottom to the mattress and stretched out beside her on the bed. Smiling, Nikki rolled over to her side and touched his strong, chiselled jaw with her fingertips. "Thank you."

  Grant raised a curious brow at her, while running his index finger down the curve of her hip, and then rubbed her stomach in small circular motions. "Thank you? For what?" Lowering his mouth to hers he kissed her softly, and then pulled back, leaving her longing for more.

  His eyes were filled with such love and emotion it tore at her. "For being the most amazing husband a girl could ask for."

  Grinning he kissed her softly a second time. "Once you have this baby, I've got a few ideas on how you can show me just how appreciative you are."

  A sensational warmth washed over Nikki as she considered what he may have in store for her. One thing about her man that she absolutely loved was the fact that he was full of surprises.

  *****

  "Grant! Grant! Oh-my-God! Grant!"

  Grant was jolted awake by the sound of his wife, screaming for him. He immediately assumed it one of the night terrors that had been plaguing Nikki since she shot his ex-partner/ex-wife in self-defence. But as he fully awoke he realized the real reason for her distress - the baby. His heart rate immediately accelerated.

  "The baby!" Through his experiences both in the military and then in the CIA, Grant Rivers had faced an assortment of live, threatening situations including being tortured and shot, but he'd never been so scared as he was at that moment.

  Grant leapt from the bed, and raced to the closet grabbing their pre-prepared hospital suitcases, while pulling on a pair of jeans that had been left on the floor from the previous night. "Are you okay?" he asked, pulling a t-shirt over his head.

  Looking up he was bemused to see his wife, wrapped in a pink terry cloth robe with an amused expression on her face. "My water broke, but I'm fine."

  Taking a deep breath in, he slowly released it trying to calm himself.

  "I thought CIA agents were supposed to be able to keep their cool under pressure babe," she teased slipping on her shoes.

  Grant clucked his tongue off the roof of his mouth and gave her a sheepish grin. "This is different."

  She opened her mouth to reply, but grimaced instead and doubled over as what he assumed to be a contraction hit her. His anxiety level jumped up another notch as he rushed over to her, and pulled her into his arms.

  "I'm okay. Let's just get there."

  By the way his heart was thudding in his chest he wasn't sure if he'd be able to make it to the hospital without having a heart attack and killing them both on the short ten minute drive to the hospital.

  Calm yourself Rivers, he coached himself as he ushered her out of the bedroom and towards the front door.

  *****

  If she wasn't in so much pain Nikki would have been amused at Grant's distress. Poor guy. It was so unusual to see him so distraught. He was fussing over her like a mother hen as they waited in one of the hospital rooms anxious to see a doctor.

  Once the latest contraction simmered she looked up at him and shot him a smile. "See? I told you it would work."

  "Huh? Where is that doctor already!" Grant growled as he turned away from his post at the hospital room doorway peering out into the hallway searching for any sign of their doctor, to give her his full attention.

  Nikki chewed at her lower lip to keep from laughing. Once she knew she had his attention she tried again. "I said, I told you it would work."

  He walked back over to the bed and took her hand in his. "Honey, I have no idea what you're talking about."

  Rolling her eyes, Nikki sighed. "The sex. Told you if we did it enough that baby would come rushing out."

  Instead of a chuckle that she expected from him his frown deepened. "My God, I hope we didn't... I didn't." Taking a deep breath in, he let it out slowly and visibly relaxed, realizing he was getting too riled up.

  Nikki gave him another roll of her eyes, her grin widening. "The doctor said it was fine. So stop worrying." She took his hand and gave it a soft reassuring squeeze.

  "I'm sorry Nik. I've never been so..."

  "Worried?" she offered. She knew all about worry, each time he left for a mission, which would last anywhere between weeks to months, she'd go half out of her mind with worry wondering where he was and if he was okay. As much as she hated the fact he gave up the job he loved to lead a "normal" life with her and the baby, she certainly didn't miss the stress and anxiety of being with a man who may or may not come home again once he left for work.

  "You know what's funny?" she asked.

  "Couldn't even guess." He gave her a lopsided grin. "My sense of humour isn't so great at the moment."

  "Usually I'm the one that gets worried, and you're the one calming me down. Funny switch."

  She didn't have a chance to hear his reply as another contraction hit her, stronger than any of the previous ones. "I think you need to rush the doctor up," she groaned through the pain.

  Chapter 2

  ~ Four Weeks Later ~

  Nikki squealed in surprise as Grant came up behind her while she was in the kitchen examining the content of the fridge in search of a snack and swept her from her feet and into his arms. Laughing, Nikki wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a quick kiss.

  "Little Miss Jasmine is sound asleep and now it's time for her parents to play." He gave his eyebrows a quick wiggle and another bout of laughter emerged from Nikki.

  What a difference the past several weeks made for him. The worry and anxiety had disappeared and her loving husband was back to his normal funny, sweet, charismatic self. She loved it.

  "But Mr Rivers, it's been a long day, wouldn't you prefer to curl up in front on the television?" The grin remained on her lips knowing his answer. Watching television had become their substitute for sex since she got out of the hospital. A very poor substitute.

  "Hardly, Mrs Rivers." Swinging her around, he hoisted her up onto the kitchen counter spread her legs and stepped between them. Giving the tie on her knee length red satin robe a tug, the robe fell open. Underneath she wore only a matching pair of red satin panties. She'd just bought the ensemble that morning, especially for him. Normally her breasts were a B cup, but since the baby they'd swelled to a firm, perky, perfectly round C. Her body still had a fair amount of weight to lose before she got back to her normal weight, but she wasn't overly concerned. It would come off in time.

  Placing her
hands behind her, she arched her back and thrust her chest out, while spreading her legs slightly wider. Her eyes caught his which were quickly turning from playful to hungry. The look of hunger within his gaze ignited the fire within her and her body trembled with anticipation.

  "Besides." Grant trailed his index finger along her collarbone and down the valley between her breasts. "You've been flaunting these amazing breasts at me all damned day."

  Nikki cocked her head to the side and narrowed her eyes at him. "And they weren't amazing before?" He lifted his eyes to meet hers and her stern expression launched her into a series of giggles.

  Grant leaned in and ran a series of butterfly kisses up the side of her neck until he reached her ear lobe. "Oh, they were amazing before. But now I have to share them with Jasmine."

  Another round of laugher erupted from her as she looked down at him pretending to be hurt over having to share. "Now, how do you expect to get me in the mood if you keep making me laugh?"

  "Hmmm. Good point." Sliding a hand behind her head, Grant urged her mouth to his.

  Nikki's laughter subsided and a soft moan replaced it as their lips touched oh-so-lightly. "Grant," she gasped against his lips as the kiss intensified, Grant demanding more, his tongue thrusting past her lips to explore her mouth. As their tongues wrestled, her arousal flared up and a fire began to burn between her legs, wetting her new panties with her arousal.

  This was the first time since she gave birth that they'd been this intimate. While she had grown accustomed to going without while he was away "saving the world" before they were married, since the wedding they rarely missed a day enjoying each others' body, even if it was just a quickie. She couldn't wait to feel him in her again.

  She spread her legs wider as the tension began to build between them. Fisting the front of his t-shirt she pulled him tighter until she felt his raising arousal pressing against her pelvis between their clothing. Gripping the bottom of his shirt she tugged it up.

  Pulling back, Grant assisted her pulling the shirt over his head and tossing it to the floor. Nikki pressed her palms against his chest, feeling and caressing the hard muscle of his broad chest.