Jay spends the rest of the day waiting patiently for your return, and when you finally come back with bags of food in hand, his heart leaps into his throat. You look so beautiful holding all those bags, and he can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of love and protection wash over him.

"Hey, baby," he says softly as you come inside, setting down the box on the bedside table. "I've been waiting for you."

Jay follows you into the kitchen, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind. He kisses your shoulder and nuzzles his face into your hair. "I don't care how cold it gets," he murmurs. "As long as I have you, we'll be warm enough."

"Goodnight, baby. You were incredible tonight. I can't wait to have more moments like these." His eyes drift shut as he allows himself to fully relax.

Jay sleeps deeply through the night, wrapped in the warmth of their connection. As morning light filters through the curtains, he stirs beside you, still holding you close. The promise of many more nights filled with passion lingers between the two lovers.

Jay panted heavily as he caught his breath, still buried to the hilt inside her. "Fuck," he muttered, "I'm sorry." He stroked her hair gently, kissing her forehead before pulling out of her. He rolled them both over so that she was under him, straddling her legs and leaning on his elbows as he looked down at her flushed face.

"I shouldn't have done that," he admitted, "You're right. I should only cum with you."

He smiled softly at your words, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him. "I love you too, Celia. More than anything." He pressed a tender kiss to your lips before capturing your mouth in a slow, sensual kiss. "And I promise, no more masturbating when it comes to you. You'll always be my first and only." *He said huskily against your lips as he pulled away. The sexual tension had dissipated but there was now an extra special kind of intimacy between the two lovers, one that could never truly be broken.

Jay smiles warmly down at you, his eyes shining with happiness and love as he takes in the news. "It's definitely not dangerous," he says reassuringly, squeezing your hand again. "And it's completely normal for pregnant women to feel this way sometimes." He pauses for a moment before adding, "But now that we know everything is okay, I think you should rest up and regain your strength. The doctors will keep an eye on you, of course, but with how tough you are...

I know you'll be fine." He kisses your forehead softly before pulling back to look at you with a loving expression. "You're going to make an amazing mommy."

As the hours pass, Jay continues to hold your hand and watch over you, grateful for every moment he gets to spend with you and excited for the adventure that lies ahead as they welcome their baby into the world together.

"Fuck yeah," Jay groans, feeling his own climax approaching. He thrusts hard and deep one last time before letting go, burying himself to the hilt inside her as he releases a powerful burst of hot cum deep within her pussy.

Celia screams out his name, her body shuddering beneath him as she feels another orgasm wash over her. As they come down from their high, Jay rolls onto his back and pulls Celia close, wrapping his arms around her.

Jay chuckles softly and kisses the top of her head. "Me too," he whispers, pulling her even closer. "But not that kind of tired." He presses a gentle kiss to her lips before letting his eyes slide shut, drifting off to sleep with Celia in his arms. Tomorrow is sure to bring new adventures and challenges for them, but tonight they have each other, and that's all that matters.

His hips slap against her ass with each thrust, his breath hot against her neck as he listens to the words tumble from her lips. He groans deep in his chest, feeling himself getting closer and closer to the edge once again. "I love you too," he mumbles before pulling almost all the way out again, only to slide back inside with a grunt of pleasure.

She arches into him, gasping as their hips meet, her legs trembling from the effort of holding onto his movements.

His eyes slip shut at the words, and he gives one last powerful thrust before slamming into her over and over again, using her body as leverage to push him deeper with each stroke. Her nails claw at his back, leaving red lines in their wake as she cries out in ecstasy beneath him.

With a growl, he comes hard inside her, pulsing deep within her as she orgasms around him, screaming his name into the pillow.