CWC -5

Another baby on the board, But sex didn’t stop 🔞

Y/N’s belly had begun to swell, a soft curve that served as a permanent reminder of the night JK had spent driving himself into her without a single condom. He hadn't stopped for hours, his hunger for her bottomless. Even now, with the household staff moving about, JK showed no modesty.

The maid, Sarah, stepped into the room to tidy the vanity, only to freeze. JK was sprawled across the bed, his fingers buried deep inside Y/N, the wet shlick-shlick sound filling the quiet room. He was simultaneously chewing on Y/N’s nipple, sucking the flesh into his mouth with a loud pop.

"Sir! I... I didn't realize you were..." Sarah stammered, her face flushing a deep crimson.

JK didn't even look up, his thumb rubbing Y/N’s clit in a frantic circle. "Continue your work, Sarah. Or watch. I don't mind."

"Ah! JK, stop it!" Y/N moaned, her back arching. "She's right there!"

"Hnnn... let her look," JK groaned, his voice thick. "Let her see how much I want you."

A few days later, Y/N was sitting on the edge of the bed, cradling Soul. The toddler was nursing quietly, his small hand pressed against her breast. The door opened and JK walked in, his eyes darkening the moment he saw her. He didn't say a word as he stripped and slid behind her, pressing his hard length against her backside. He entered her in one smooth, sliding motion, locking her in a tight spooning position.

"JK! I'm feeding him!" Y/N gasped, her breath hitching.

"He's fine," JK whispered, his hips beginning to grind. Slap. Slap. Slap. "Just keep feeding him. I'll take care of you."

"Mmm... oh god," she whimpered, the dual sensation of the baby nursing and her husband filling her sending waves of heat through her body.

As the pace quickened, JK looked toward the door. "Sarah! Come here!"

The maid appeared in the doorway, looking terrified. "Yes, sir?"

"Bring me a bowl of ice cubes. Now," he commanded, his thrusts becoming heavier, making the bed frame creak.

Sarah blinked, confused. "Ice... ice cubes? For drinks, sir?"

"Just bring them!"

When Sarah returned, trembling, she held out the silver bowl. JK reached in, grabbing two glistening, frozen cubes. With a shameless grin, he parted Y/N’s glistening folds and pushed one ice cube deep into her pussy and the other into her tight backside.

"Ahhh! Cold! It's too cold!" Y/N screamed, her body jolting.

Sarah’s jaw dropped, her face turning a vivid shade of red as she watched the ice disappear into her mistress. "Sir... why... why would you do that?"

JK looked at the maid, his eyes hooded and predatory as he continued to pump into Y/N, the ice melting and lubricating the friction.

"Because I'm thirsty," he rasped, a low chuckle escaping his throat. "Hahaha!"