Burning Desire

Maya walked into The Guild, the dimly lit bar where Sean worked as a bartender, her hips swaying to the rhythm of the music playing in the background. At 17 weeks pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl, she hadn't been feeling her usual self lately, but as she scanned the room, her eyes landed on Sean, and she felt a sudden surge of desire. She hadn't seen him all day, and her body was aching for him. As she made her way to the bar, Sean looked up and caught her eye, a smile spreading across his face. Maya felt her heart skip a beat as she slid onto a stool, her body brushing against his. She was wearing a comfortable dress that accommodated her growing belly, and she could feel her nipples hardening as she leaned in close to him. Sean raised an eyebrow as he poured her a drink. "Hey, beautiful," he said, his voice low and husky. "What's going on? You look like you're on fire." Maya took a sip of her drink, her eyes locked on his. She couldn't explain it, but she felt like she was bursting with desire. She shifted her position on the stool, her clothed body grinding against his. Sean's eyes widened in surprise, and he let out a low groan. Maya didn't care. She was beyond reason. She was beyond control. She was a woman on fire, and she needed to be put out. She leaned in close to Sean, her lips brushing against his ear. "I need you," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the music. Sean's eyes flashed with desire, and he reached out to pull her close. Maya felt his hands on her hips, pulling her towards him, and she let out a low moan. She was still getting used to her changing body, but she knew that Sean loved her no matter what. As they stood there, locked in a passionate embrace, Maya knew that she was in trouble. She was out of control, and she didn't care. All she knew was that she needed Sean, and she needed him now. The twins were making her feel crazy, and she couldn't think straight. The music and the noise of the bar faded into the background as Sean's lips met hers. Maya felt like she was drowning in the kiss, like she was being pulled under by a riptide of desire. She was grinding against him, her body aching for release, and she knew that she wasn't going to be able to hold out for much longer. Sean's hands were on her hips, pulling her close, and Maya could feel his cock pressing against her. She was still a little sore from their last encounter, but she didn't care. She needed him, and she needed him now. As they broke apart for air, Maya looked up at Sean, her eyes pleading. "Take me home," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. Sean's eyes flashed with understanding, and he nodded. "Let's go," he said, his voice low and husky. Maya didn't need to be told twice. She was already moving, her heels clicking on the floor as she made her way out of the bar. Sean was right behind her, his eyes fixed on her ass as she walked. As they stepped out into the cool night air, Maya felt a sense of relief wash over her. She was finally going to get what she needed, and she was going to get it from the man she loved. She turned to Sean, her eyes locked on his. "I need you," she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. Sean's eyes flashed with desire, and he pulled her close. "I've got you," he said, his voice low and husky. "I've got you, baby." He smiled and ran his hand over her belly. "And I've got our two little miracles too."