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Paying his debts (Sweetnothings & Russian Vodka)

Eliza wasn't sure how he would respond. She knew it was a deep question. She emotionally prepared herself of him telling that he didn't. She thought about how she would react. Most likely she would've stormed off. As a result, she was surprised when he said "I do". She looked up at him, a smile pulling on her lips. She felt a whole lot better hearing those words. She remembered him saying how she'd become his wife. She ran her fingers over her stomach before intertwining them together. She sighed softly and closed her eyes to enjoy the closeness.
 
Dean saw her reaction, smiling back to her, he looked into her eyes as he felt their fingers intertwine over her stomach, he pushed in, kissing her straight on her lips, passionately and lovingly, his hand on her side slowly sliding down over her hip and in towards her groin, though stopping in time. He wanted to tease her, to please her and get her off, but he knew he had to be careful, he couldn't take her, that'd be too powerful movements for her stitches, but he could always try something else with her.
 
Eliza felt like the only girl in the world. He truly loved her. She couldn't wait until they had their first child. It definitely would be a special moment for them. She returned the passionate kiss, moving her hands up to tangle her fingers in his hair. She felt his hand on her side moving down towards her crotch. She blushed slightly before moving her hips slightly. It was enough to not cause any pain to her breasts. "Are you planing to tease me?" She asked, smiling against his lips as she opened her eyes.
 
Feeling her hands in his hair, Dean smiled, feeling her hips move slightly, he knew she was alright with it as he looked into her eyes. "That was the plan, but I don't know if I can handle it without it being painful for you." He whispered. "With your stitches and all." He told her softly, figuring he'd push ahead, hell, if he could control it, he might even take her as he let his hand move to gently caress her groin, starting to tease her, the other hand sliding down to her hip gently.
 
Eliza's eyes were on him while they kissed. She stroked his cheek softly and moved slightly to face him better. She listened to him as he whispered to her. It made her feel better that he cared for her pain. "If I'm in pain, you'll know." She said softly. She kissed him again as his hand started to move down again. Deciding to return the favor, Eliza moved her hands down the front of his chest to his jeans. She slowly unbuttoned them before slipping her hands into his pants.
 
Letting her return the favour, Dean nodded to her words, feeling her hand soon sliding into his pants, his cock already semi-hard as he pushed in to kiss her passionately, one hand resting on her lower back, just above her ass, the other sliding down into her pants, against her groin to get to her pussy, soon finding it and her clit, he begun to rub her slit, wanting to get her wet, wanting to show her how special he could make her feel, to get her off and make her scream for him as well.
 
Eliza only thought it was fair to get him off while he was doing the same for her. She felt his cock a little hard in her hands. She was going to work to make it harder, and possibly get him to say her name. She moaned softly as his hand slipped into her pants to her pussy. She rocked her hips against his hand slowly. Meanwhile, she wrapped her hands around his thick member, slowly stroking it. She kissed along his jaw line to his neck, nipping at his skin and leaving trails of soft kisses.
 
Feeling her kissing along his jawline as she stroked him slowly, Dean moaned softly into her neck, a finger pushing into her pussy, his free hand sliding around, unbuttoning and unzipping her pants to get better access, he felt his own hips bucking lightly as he felt his own lust for her grow to be too big. "I can't do with only this, Eliza, I want to be inside you." He whispered, his voice full of longing as he let his hands move to begin pulling her pants and panties downwards, wanting to be able to push himself into her.
 
Eliza was soon finding out his weak spots. She couldn't wait to find out all of them. She would definitely enjoy teasing him. She let out a loud moan against his neck as he pushed a finger up her hole. She started to stroke him faster with the new pleasure she was feeling. She heard his words and smiled softly. "I can't either, Dean. I want to feel you inside of me." She moaned softly. She pulled away briefly to push down his pants and boxers. She knew it would hurt a little, but she could get through the pain. She needed him inside of her.
 
Dean heard her agreeing with his lust, making him smile softly as he lifted up to let her pull his pants and boxers down, his cock hard by now and poking up towards her, he helped with pulling her pants and panties downwards, though only far enough to make sure she could sit down in his lap and fully bury herself on his cock, but that wasn't yet. "I'll be gentle and slow tonight, so I don't hurt you too much." He whispered, kissing her neck as he moved her in over him, his hands moving to her ass as he slowly lowered her down onto his cock, feeling how he pushed into her easily with a moan erupting from his throat.
 
Eliza knew how much she wanted this. It was more than anything at the minute. She wasn't surprised that an innocent cuddling had turned into this. She couldn't wait to feel his impressive length inside of her. She wanted to feel it deep inside of her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling her body onto his lap. She listened to his words and nodded. She knew what he would do for her. She took a deep breath as he lifted her before slowly lowering down on his cock. She moaned loudly and arched her body slightly. She gripped him tightly, taking deep breaths before rocking her hips against his.
 
Watching her move into his lap and slide down over him, Dean moaned, seeing her back arching, her new breasts almost pressed right into his face, he knew it'd be good when she got the bandages off and she was healed. But he still felt her gripping onto him, hearing her deep breaths as he felt her rocking her hips towards his, slowly sliding herself down over him, his hands on her ass keeping her from going too fast. "Fuck, you're still so perfectly tight, Eliza, my love." He moaned to her.
 
Eliza could only moan in bliss. She felt so loved. She wanted to be near him. She loved feeling him deep inside of her. Unfortunately, she knew they had to be more careful with the baby. That didn't matter right now. She moaned softly as he slowed her down from lowering too fast. She moved her hands down to his chest and gripped his shirt. She moaned at his words and when she was all the way down, she started to move her body up and down his cock, gasping at the new found pleasure.
 
Moaning, Dean eventually felt himself buried fully inside her, he let her control the pace, slowly moving up and down, his hands remained on her ass as he made sure she wouldn't move too fast as he didn't want her breasts to rip up or their child to be hurt from them fucking, even though he knew the chances were slim, they were still present as he gently bucked his hips, moving back up against her, but otherwise letting her control the pace.
 
It was beginning to dawn on Eliza how funny it was. The doctor had specifically said no sexual contact until next week. It wasn't even a day and they were fucking at the table. She started to slow down her body as she began to think. She moaned softly and rested her head against his shoulder. She moved at a slow pace, giving both of them long moments to enjoy the pleasure. Most of all she just wanted to tease Dean knowing he couldn't move faster.
 
Letting her slow down, Dean moaned, enjoying it as he felt her resting against his shoulder, he leant in to kiss his neck. He knew why she was so slow and gentle, it was to keep from hurting herself. He grinned softly into her ear, slowly down with bucking up against her as well, only doing the gentle, long thrusts into her. "This is going to take a while, but I have a feeling it'll be so much better." He whispered to her teasingly, his hands gently squeezing her ass.
 
Eliza wanted to enjoy these moments as much as she could. She figured when she started to get really big, they probably would still continue to have sex. She just wanted to enjoy this. It was rare for them to have slow times like this. She started to kiss his neck again, nipping gently as his skin and leaving small marks. She smirked against his neck and sat up slowly. She pressed her lips against his while keeping the slow pace. It was hard not to go faster, but she had to go slow.
 
Enjoying it, Dean knew that as time progressed, he's still have sex with her, even if it was this kind of slow sex, he kissed her back every once in a while, having enjoyed the kisses and nipping of his skin before that as he gently moved in, kissing and nipping on her skin, one of his hands slid around, down between her legs, pushing in to rub her clit, wanting to get her off. It was more for her sake than for his, he knew he'd still cum when she did, but he had to get her off first.
 
Eliza felt like they were the only two in the world. She really did love him. She moved her hands over his upper body, especially in his hair. She loved running her fingers through his hair. She wanted to make it one his weak spots. She let out a gasp, surprised by the new feeling on her clit. She felt her hips moving against his hand as she moaned at the new pleasure. She felt the pleasure building up in her lower abdomen, nearing her orgasm.
 
Dean enjoyed her fingers up in his hair, moaning softly as he heard her gasp when he touched and rubbed her clit, he knew he was getting her off when he felt her hips moving against his hand as he gently pulled her down with the other, burying him deep inside her tight pussy, he prepared himself for her orgasm, his cock already tensing up, twitching, eagerly awaiting the moment when he'd reach his own climax and give her the cum she enjoyed.
 
Eliza knew what his intentions were. She was eager to get him off too. She knew how much he wanted to cum inside her. She wanted him even more. She gripped him and gasped when he pulled her her down to the hilt of his cock. It quickly drove her over the edge. She arched her back and cried out as she came around his cock. She smiled in bliss and panted softly. Her new breasts rose and fell with every breath she took. She rested her head on his shoulder, groaning softly against his neck.
 
Moaning, Dean felt her gripping hm and and heard her gasp as he pulled her down, he felt her orgasm in response as he moaned, feeling her around him as he came deep inside her, his load splashing into her as he felt her in against him, clinging to him. He turned his head, kissing her cheek softly. "That was amazing." He whispered, gently moving his hands to her back, caressing her through her shirt as he let her rest against him. "But I think we should try to hold off on the sex, at least until you get the bandages off and stitches removed." He said softly.
 
It felt different for Eliza. It was taking it slow and actually feeling everything. Even cumming was different for her. She felt him cum deep inside of her. She moaned and gripped his shoulders, steadying herself. She blushed softly and glanced up at him after he spoke. "It was. I liked it." She smiled softly as she ran her hands down his chest through his shirt. She loved doing that. She sighed softly and nodded slowly. "I was thinking the same thing. We could cuddle for a week until they come off. That's close." She joked softly. She sat up and kissed him softly. "I love you, Dean." She whispered against his lips.
 
Kissing her back, Dean had listened to her. "I love you too, Eliza." He whispered, smiling as he gently caressed her back, letting her stay on top of him, with him buried deep inside her. He enjoyed the touch of her hands on his chest, shivering lightly at her touch as he pressed in to kiss her briefly before he pulled back. "Alright, cuddling it is then." He grinned, deciding to let her continue the idea of the joke. He slowly moved her off him, letting her into his lap and her head against his chest. "Let me know when you feel tired enough to go to bed." He told her softly.
 
Eliza felt safe in his arms. Maybe it was his muscular build or just his dominant manner. She couldn't figure it out, but whatever it was, she liked it. She closed her eyes while her hands moved down his chest. She could tell he enjoyed the touch of her hands on his chest. She smiled at him when he agreed to cuddle. She rested against him once he moved her off of him and on his lap. She took his hand and held it tightly. She nodded after he told her to let him know when she got tired. "You said you'd make me your wife, right? When will that be?" She asked softly.
 
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