The Boot (Book 1)

Chapter Sixteen

Shit. What do I do?

Tim opens the door and slips inside. His eyes look me up and down, from head to toe. "I'd say I'm disappointed, which I am, slightly, but this is the next best thing. Damn, do you look good in that dress!"

"Thank you," I say shyly, a blush creeping onto my face.

Tim frowns as he studies me. "What's wrong, baby?"

"Nothing," I lie.

"I'm not stupid, Lu," he says and I shudder at the nickname which does things to me that I can't explain. "I know you better than anyone. I can tell when something is bothering you. What is it?"

I sigh, knowing there's no way to avoid this. "My body is changing."

Tim smiles. "I know. We've noticed."

"We?" I ask, and Tim nods to his... nether regions. I giggle.

"So what's wrong with your body changing? I happen to think it's quite sexy."

"I know, it's just... I don't like it."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm not used to it. My feet are swollen, my boobs too. And my belly is ginormous."

Tim steps forward and cups my bump in his hands. "It's supposed to be. There's three babies in there."

"Yeah, but I'm so big."

"We want you to be big, Lu. You're pregnant."

"But-"

"Okay, you know what?" Tim interrupts, his demeanor changing in an instant. "We're going to nip this in the bud."

"What are you talking about?"

He grabs my hand and gently guides me to the bathroom, stopping in front of the mirror. "I'm going to help you see what I see."

"Wh-"

He runs his hand over my bump in one swift yet gentle motion. "Every curve of your body..." his warm breath fans my neck as he whispers into my ear. His hands move down to my butt, which he gives a squeeze. His hands then wander back up to my boobs, which he takes his time to grab each boob in each hand, massaging my sore nipples before squeezing my boobs. His hands make their way to my legs which he then gently nudge apart. "Every crevice..."

I try to hide my needy whimper, but I am unsuccessful in doing so. "Tim, please."

"Your skin glows like the sun. Getting bigger only means more of it for me to enjoy. I have more time to take my time with you."

"Tim, I-"

"Shhh," he whispers. "Look at how beautiful you are. Pregnant or not, this body will always be stunning. Do you understand?"

"Yes," I say, biting my lip before I speak again, at an enticing whisper. "Daddy."

Tim's eyes go wide and I can feel his dick harden against my butt. "Don't start something you can't finish."

"Who says I can't?"

As if on cue, we hear a car beep from outside, followed by voices. Our guests are starting to arrive.

"We need to finish getting ready," Tim states. "Do you see how beautiful you are, now?"

I nod and Tim smiles, leaning in to give me a sweet kiss. "Good. Come on."

Tim grabs my hand and leads me to the walk-in closet. I laugh. "Tim, I'm already dressed."

"But I'm not," he points out, and he's right. He is wearing a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt. "I'm going to need a little help to get dressed. I don't want to pick a bad outfit."