My Baby's Bottom Lip Quivers Mga Nobela at Kwento

I touch it gently, and as if in response, there is a subtle movement beneath my skin, a tiny kick. I smile every time it happens. At first, I was startled and held my breath out of reflex. But as time passed, I learned to tell the rhythm apart, sometimes soft and repetitive like fingertips tapping on a table, sometimes stronger, as if my baby wanted to let me know that they also had something to say. “Liam, what is it? Are you feeling pain?” I let out a small laugh as I patted my belly. “No. He is kicking again.” Liam immediately came over, set the folder on the table, then knelt beside me. He pressed his ear to my belly with such a serious look on his face that it made me laugh harder.

I also noticed blood dripping from her bottom lip. I quickly moved towards her and cupped her face gently in my hands, as I swiped my thumb across her lip, wiping off the blood. "What happened little one?" I asked concerned. "I bit it, I felt like my lips were on fire, so I bit down to try to alleviate the pain." She answered without the usual coldness in her voice. She just looked into my eyes intently, as if looking for something.

My stomach twists and I bite my lower lip to stop myself from making a sound. He flexes his fingers inside me then removes them only to replace them with what I'm sure is his dick, but it’s too huge. I've seen the size of it. Choked on it. The thing shouldn't be anywhere near someone's ass. He presses down gently, “shh…breathe baby”. Holy shit. “I'm not your baby” I bite out, fighting the pain that is threatening to knock me out. He chuckles low in my ears. “Sure”

The vibration causes my insides to warm. I chewed my bottom lip. "What is it baby?" He whispered, tucking some hair behind my ears. My heart thuds. Baby. I missed hearing him call me this. The corner of his mouth lifts into an alluring smile, one that had my entire body heating up with desire. "Come on now Ley, don't be shy on me, not when you weren't exactly shy lastnight." He chuckles, playfully pinching my cheeks. I swatted his hand away, whining even though I enjoyed the attention.

I could feel the flush spread across my face like a burn. Then his hand reached my bottom lip and his gaze dropped to the quivering flesh. Using the smooth pad of his thumb he pulled my bottom lip down, let it go, then watched it bounce back into place with a curious expression on his face. The only way I could describe the look in his eyes was the way a cat plays with a mouse. Pawing it; throwing it in the air and letting it run; catching it again with quick reflexes; letting it run…

I acted cute while pouting my lips. "You will slap me with these hands? Look at them; they are so large!" I muttered while taking his hand and showing his hand size. "Hahah, don't make any mistakes, and keep your laziness aside for some time!" He muttered while rolling his fingers on my waist and tickling me. "Hahah, don't tickle me!" I laughed and yelled at the top of my lungs. "Oh, my baby!" He sucked my lower lip twice before chewing them like a melt of chocolate.

But I do behave like a child when I'm around him, a scared one. It is not that cold, and yet I can't control the shivers and the trembling of my lower lip. I trap it with my teeth and continue our little staring. He is towards me moving now, slow since he has noticed my little mess on the floor even slips a little but catches himself quickly. I want to laugh, but it is over too fast, so fast that he is standing in front of me, and I'm feeling a little bit sick again. Towering over me, I felt the hairs on my neck standing up at attention as they waited for his next move. He looked menacing, dangerous, and I was afraid that nothing would save me if I moved.

she chuckled. “Fighter, huh?” I raised my eyebrows and bent my knees, kissing her belly. “How are you, my little one?” My heart fluttered when I felt our baby move as if recognizing my voice. “Wow!” I sniffled, wiping the tears I did not expect to roll down my cheeks. Her lips curved into a grin. “He’s always like this whenever he hears your voice.” She winced, biting her lower lip. “Don’t get too excited, baby. Daddy’s staying with us tonight.”

he instructed. I made an arching motion towards him as the sound of my breathing drew his attention. It was inevitable that it would come out when he tried to satisfy me with his finger, and he refused to stop when I begged him to stop because I could no longer handle it. “Is it alright, baby?” In response, I merely nodded my head while clenching the edge of my lower lip with my bottom lip.