Chapter 14

Layla

One week, Basil has been home one week. I've babied him so much this past week. Bringing his meals in bed, showering him myself and making sure he doesn't move an inch from the bed.

I'm changing his bandages right now, his wound already looking so much better. Hopefully soon his stitches can be taken out.

"Feggari mou, how long must I stay in bed?" He whined, since I've babied him so much he's now acting like a big baby.

"Until your stitches get removed." I said.

His hands slide up my waist to the underside of my breast, teasing a nipple softly.

"Stop it Basil, you're still hurt." I warned him.

"But I want you." He continues teasing my nipple, the bud stiffening under his touch. I resist the urge to moan, being pregnant has made me horny.

"Ride me, I won't move. Ride me, seek your pleasure from my body." I contemplate his idea, the thought of riding him slickens my pussy with desire.

"Ok, but no moving." I give in, and he smiles smugly. Tossing the sheets from his lower half h