years later.

Under Sophie's watchful eyes, I pick up a carrot and examine it. Hmm, it looks fresh but smells wierd. I don't have a good feeling about buying this but Sophie seems ready to pounce on anything eatable in sight.

“These aren't — ”

“We got those today Sir,” a charming young man beams at me as I blink back, cheeks flushed. Sophie whimpers where she stood and I realize I've got to be quick. “Can I have a bag please?”

He wraps it up and hands it over as I run my hands over Sophie's protruding tummy, feeling the baby kick my hand. This would be our first so Alex and I are mindful of what Sophie eats since she's the one to bear the child. A smooth, healthy delivery is what we wish for.

“You can have a few more,” the man tells me. “She's so hungry that these you've bought won't be enough for her and the baby,” he comes from behind the wooden countertop smiling and before I know it he latches onto my hand, drawing hasty circles on it. Bile rises up my throat but before I react, a thick figure breaks us apart.

“Don't you dare touch my husband,” Alex growls, his face devoid of any warmth.

“Um... I..” the man holds his hands up in apology, retreating.

“Fuck the hell out of here,”

I bit back a laugh at how tensed up he looks. It's not like the man wants to kidnap me or something. Alex overreacts so much.

We all leave with Sophie walking before us. I try to calm him down. “You can't keep on shooing people away from me. Last week you beat up that innocent man just because he flirted with me. Not nice,”

“I don't want anyone touching you. I swear I'd have pounced on him if I wasn't in a good mood. No one touches you but me,”

I'm conscious of what he means and resolve to make him happy.

“How about a free round now? I mean not here but back home?”

He brightened. “Okay, but only if you want it,” he scoops me up in his arms and run past Sophie into the car we came with. We're barely inside and I'm pinned with my hands above my head.

“I said not here, you dweeb. And we left Sophie!”

I wish it'd be just me and him in the car but we can't make Sophie feel bad or stuck up with us. She's carrying our little minnow. All we could do is respect her presence.

“Oh right,” he mumbles as the blonde slips in and smiles at us. I place a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it a bit as Alex got out and walked round to the driver's side. We dropped Sophie off at her condo with the carrots and a lot of groceries and before we even step into the living room, Alex's hands are fumbling with my buttons.

“You're making me lose my mind,” he says as he tugs my shirt. “Holy fuck,” he growls when he sees my boxer briefs. It's so nice to see him getting turned on with just my underwear.

“How dare you do this to me?” he tore them off.

Sincerely speaking, I don't know. All I want is to see him snap and show me the beast he is. “Oh baby, you can't keep on doing this to me, you're pressuring me to consume you,” he loomed over me with lustful eyes.

“Do it now or never,” I sounded playful.

“I haven't fucked you since forever and you know you drive me nuts whenever you're around the house. How can you ban sex till Sophie births our baby?” he pulls me onto his lap, his cock free and hungry looking just like him. “Now, ride me baby, teach me how you drive me crazy,” he orders, spanking my ass.

“Yes sir,” I say, my ass clenching as he slamms me down his full length. I moan at the rough feel of him buried in my ass.

“You practically swing your pretty ass everywhere, how can I not fuck you like this?” he groans and I release into his mouth instantly, my ass clenching even more.

“Shit!” he pounds me harder and harder.

I bounce up and down, my orgasm building. He's already pushed to the edge but is still holding back. “Fucking do it already!” I breathe. The feel of his cum trickling deeper inside me blows my mind.

He winces, holding me down his full length as his cock tightens, signalling his incoming release. I rock back and forth, eagerly as warm thick cum fills me up slowly.

I milk every drop of it off and when  my orgasm passed, I bit back a smile at him. “That was... Fucking hell,”

“You'd say worse than that when I — ” he thrusts deeper into me. My eyes bulges as I realize.

We're having a rerun and this won't be funny.