“Darlin’, you awake?” he says softly as his lips touch your cheek, his facial hair rubbing against your face. “Hmm…I’m awake now...” you smile as you open an eye to look at him. “What’re you doing, babe?” you question. “Just lovin’ on ya. How’s your stomach feelin’?” he asks as he gently pulls your shirt up over your belly to examine your healing scars. His calloused thumbs rub softly over the exposed areas that are clear of incisions. “I’m okay, I guess. Still sore but better than I was 7 days ago,” you say as you open your other eye to see Joel pressing soft kisses to the unmarked areas of your belly. You watch him and slide your hand through the soft curls lying against his forehead, pushing them out of his face. Joel kisses over your belly button, he nuzzles his face against your lower belly. “What’s gotten into you, Joel?” you ask, amused and enjoying his antics. “I miss you. Miss kissin’ and touchin’ ya, missin’ this sexy body of yours,” he says. You smile at him. He’s always been very vocal about the love he has for your body, your belly, even the stretch marks, the extra skin, and all of the aspects you dislike about it. 

You feel his hand slide across the top of your pajama shorts, his thumbs rubbing against your bare skin, followed by his lips pressing soft kisses as he pulls your pajama shorts down your thighs. “Lemme just check and make sure she’s okay,” he looks up at you smirking. “She?” you ask, fully knowing who, or what, he’s talking about. He presses a soft kiss to your pubic bone, nuzzling the coarse hair at the top of your mound. “Yeah, baby. My pussy, gotta check and make sure she’s okay, s’been a few days. Is that okay?” he questions as he looks up at you. You nod at him, giving him the go ahead. You spread your legs for him as he slides your pajama shorts off. 

    You haven’t really been in the mood or thought much about sex the last few days but Joel rubbing and kissing on you is making you wet. You moan softly as you feel Joel’s lips place a soft kiss on your slit, he slips his thumb between your lips, rubbing up and down. “Mmm...looks like she still wants daddy to play with her, hmm baby girl?” he asks. “Y-yes, Joel. She still wants you to touch her and play with her. She still wants you, only you, babe.” Joel dips his thumb against your clit, rubbing it softly in circles, then slides it lower, pushing the wetness up to your clit to rub more. “Such a good girl for me, baby... gettin’ all wet. Fuck I need to taste ya,” he says. He uses his thumbs to split you apart as he slides his tongue from your hole to your clit, sliding it around in circles.  “J-joel, more.” you moan softly, arching your hips. You didn’t need to ask twice. He dives in, wrapping his lips around your clit, his facial hair rubbing against you. He slides a thick finger into you as he suckles your clit. He moans against your folds, enjoying the taste of you as he slides a second finger in. “So fuckin’ sweet, baby. I can never get enough of ya. Let go for me,” he says as he slides his tongue up and down your slit, pumping his fingers in and out of you. You slide your hand into his hair, tugging softly as he devours you as if he’s starved. You arch your hips and moan as you feel your walls contract around his fingers and his tongue flicks softly against your throbbing clit. “Mm, there she goes,” he mumbles as he feels you pulse around his fingers, he laps at the wetness coming out of you, working you through your orgasm. He pulls his fingers out of you, sliding them into his mouth to clean the mess up then crawls back up your body, careful to not put pressure on your stomach. You slide your hands around his biceps, your breathing slowing back down to normal. He kisses you, letting you taste yourself on his lips, his facial hair damp from your wetness. You entangle your tongue with his, suckling, groaning into his mouth. You feel him smile against your lips as he breaks contact from your mouth. 

“Thought you didn’t want sex, baby?” he asks. “I changed my mind, I need you so bad Joel,” you mumble. He slots his hips between your legs, sitting up on his knees, to push his boxers down and free his hard cock. You look down to see him stroke himself a few times, the tip glistening with wetness. You lick your lips as you watch him then your eyes roam back up to his face. “See how hard you make me, baby?” he asks as he strokes himself a few times then rubs his cock against your clit, pushing the wetness around. You nod, arching your hips, wanting more of him. He puts your legs on his shoulders, notching the tip into your wet hole, pushing in slowly. “I’m gonna do it this way, darlin’. That way there’s no pressure on your stomach, ok?” You nod as he slides in further, your pussy swallowing him yet still getting stretched around his thick cock. You feel him bottom out as he holds onto your legs, your hands slide down over his forearms, holding onto him as your eyes meet his. “Move, babe. Please,” you plead with him as your eyes stay locked on each other. He slides back out then thrusts back in, the sound of skin on skin, and your soft moans echoing through the room. He groans as he keeps up the thrusting, he slides one thumb down to your clit to rub against it in circles. “You feel so damn good around me, fuck, I don’t know how long I’m gonna last baby.” he says as he rubs faster on your clit. You feel your pussy tighten around him, your second orgasm approaching. “Joel, harder, baby, please.” He picks up the speed as he continues rubbing your clit. He looks back at your face, seeing your breathing speed up. “‘M almost there, come with me, baby,” he grunts as he slams back into you. You moan his name, coming undone around him as he fucks into you one last time, warm ropes emptying into your cunt. He lets your legs down and lays over top of you, holding himself up with his arms so he doesn’t lay his full weight on you. You slide your hands through his damp hair, pushing it away from his face, peppering kisses along his jaw. He smiles as you kiss along his jaw, nuzzling his face against yours. He slides his hand to cup the side of your face, caressing your face with his calloused thumb. “I love you so much, you know that right?” he whispers to you.