His hands were tactile and gentle as he simply enjoyed how much fuller they had become and the weight of them in his palms. "Have you been staying off your feet? It's better to start resting more, I don't want you to stress or over exert yourself darlin'." Carson hummed, head moving to peer over her shoulder at his hands as he massaged and squeezed her breasts lightly. "Leaking, huh?" The man arched a brow, before pressing a few light kisses along her shoulder to her neck. Hands blindly moving down her body, fingertips found the hem of her top and slid up under once more. This was the moment he was waiting for the moment it was confirmed she carried his child. "Let me help ease the ache, sweetheart. Leave them full for too long and it starts getting painful." While his words were caring and soothing, his cock was already halfway hard just thinking about that first taste of her milk on his tongue.
"I tried to stay off my feet, it's hard to stay still all day." It shot rivets of energy through Lennox while the feeling of his lips matched with the pressure his fingers applied against her tender breasts. Even letting out a quiet moan come out in a single breath. Her body was melted into his larger one up until his offer of concern, delicately turning in his embrace to face him. Her hands moving up against her father's strong arms, his stature making her go weak in the knees as long as she could remember. "You know how to help?" Dumb nativity at it's best. And she wasn't even trying. "Please.. It's already so frustrating. Just tell me what to do."
