My Love Journey's
Preggo Woman's.

Hi, guys! I'm sorry the last update schedule fell apart because I'm sick. This makes up short and hopefully can be updated again soon. Bianka and Paul are long, and I'll try to get up to two chapters a day after I recover. For a while, for those who haven't, you can also read my book entitled "Best Defense". Click my profile, yes. I love you, guys. Keep your health. Much love😘

...Paul Klug POVs....

"What's it like to be a father-to-be?" ask Harry, one of my closest friends since childhood.

I chuckled as I shook my head, turned over the flesh and answered. "Quite confusing, if I can be honest. Pregnant women and hormonal changes." I glanced at Bianka who was sitting chatting with my mother and Debby. "But my happy feelings are greater, man." I was joined by sparkling eyes looking at my wife.

Harry smiled. "I wish I could feel that feeling soon."

"Dude," I cleared my throat. "I know you can't forget Eva, but try harder. I'm sure he's not happy to see you this way." I said, along with feeling the sadness my friend felt.

Eva Muller, Harry's wife, died two years ago of leukemia. Harry loved his wife so much, his life changed completely since the death of his wife. In fact, I barely knew him anymore. It has only been a few months now that he has been able to accept Eva's departure and wants to rejoin us.

I saw his eyes wet, but then hurriedly scammed them. "Yes, I think so." He patted me on the shoulder once. "Thank you, man."

I smiled, opened my mouth to say something, but Ellie's scream caught our attention.

"Johnny, stop!" Ellie ran over the grass of my mother's backyard, she squealed with a laugh while Johnny chased after her while holding a toy snake.

"Come here, Ellie, she wants to get acquainted with you" he said in a dramatic tone and step.

"No, Johnny!" my wife exclaimed, walking quickly to Ellie. "She could have nightmares if she scared him like that." he wrote sharply while crouching in front of Ellie. "You okay?"

Ellie nodded her head. I laughed at Johnny's shrieking look. Bianka's attitude completely changed with her pregnancy. He could have been out of his way responding to something that I didn't think was so funny, then sobbing when he heard a sad story a few later, or even getting angry like now. I was almost desperate to face it myself.

Do all pregnant women experience this?

"Ma-a-afff" said Johnny, grinning. He approached us and slipped the toy snake into the back pocket of his jeans. "Only once did I fall silent when someone gushed at me." he continued.

"Well, I've been through it a lot." I picked up the last cooked meat and placed it on a stainless steel tray and took it to a round wooden table where the women sat chatting.

Harry and Johnny put out the fire before joining us.

"Ah, it's very fragrant." said Bianka with a hungry look. He swallowed. "Why don't you ever make this for me, Paul?" tanya was a bit disappointed.

"That's how most men are," my mother chimed in. "Not to bother doing anything. They'd rather take us to an expensive restaurant instead of cooking at home."

I grimaced. "Mom," I snatched, casting a disapproving look at her. "I often make food for Bianka, don't you think, love?"

"Not this one," he answered, pointing at the pile of meat on the table.

Twenty minutes later, we finished the lunch and continued to talk about light things related to work or activities, each of them, until I saw Bianka yawn several times.

"Want a break, love?" my question, with a suggestive tone.

He put his chin on my shoulder, then smiled. "I'm more interested in doing something other than sleeping." whispered flirtatiously while winking.

I laughed and nodded in disbelief. "Basic, bad girl!" whispered reply. I looked at my mother and friends, saying goodbye and Bianka was sleepy. They nodded and let us into the house.

Arriving at the room, I put the phone on the nightstand while Bianka lay down first on the bed. Then he yawned, rubbed his eyes and pulled the blanket. Laughter from him rang out as I turned the blanket around violently. "Don't try to trick me, love." I said, then pulled my shirt off through my head.

The sexy guy laughed again. "I didn't cheat you, honey." He shook his head. "You're talking too much!" her snoring, jerking a voice at the end of the sentence as I hurriedly raised her dress then took off her underwear and pushed my two fingers inside her. His legs were wrapped around my hips, his hips were moving to the rhythm of my finger thrusts.

I looked at his face. I like to see her forehead fidget as she furrowed her eyebrows and her mouth opened to form the perfect letter O. He pushed my thighs closer to his two feet, I felt his legs tremble. He muttered 'OH!' in a high tone as my thumb teased her pulsating womanhood.

"More! Oh, God, I need more." He's sighing. Then she opened her eyes and stared intently at me as I pulled my finger from her. "What the fuck? I'll cut off your manhood if you dare to hang me!" her spray before the clinking sound of my belt caught her attention.

With a single agile move, I took off my pants and hurriedly urged him. Damn, he's always warm and delicious! I knew she preferred it when I hit her hard, or when I gripped her hips tightly, it was evident from the screams coming out of her mouth.

"You like it, love? Like when I push you like this?" my snoring in his ear. I licked his chest line, going up to his jaw.

"Yes!" his groan, then his body tightened as I bit the peak of his chest and left so many red traces on his skin. She's mine.

My manhood tightened until it felt a little painful as I felt her femininity clenching, indicating she was already approaching the top. I lifted my body from her and pushed her knees up, almost touching her chest. With this position, I can urge him deeper. Bianka continued to sigh until she finally stuck the tip of her nail into my arm.

"Yes, yes, yesssss!" his his hisses, then his entire body trembled violently, his eyes tightly closed while he held his breath for a few seconds as it released. I will never get bored with this view. It never will.

I felt the inside of my thigh tremble as I closed my eyes, I drowned my face into his neck and released my passion inside his body. "Fsa!!!"

The silence was felt for a few minutes while we tried to calm each other's heartbeats, until finally my wife's voice was heard again. She laughs. "You hear something funny? Actually, this isn't what I wanted to do. Not that I'm disappointed, yeah, it's just that I'm ticklish about not being able to turn you down."

I laughed, then rolled over to her side, giving her time to take off the dress before pulling it into my arms. I kissed her forehead while she kissed my chest. "Then, what do you want to do?" I wondered as I rubbed his back.

Bianka looked up, shook her head slowly and smiled. "Just say it now. I'm exhausted." he said.

"Love..."

"No. Next time only. I love you, Paul." He kissed my lips briefly and closed his eyes.

"I love you too, Rapunzel."