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  She was fresh out of the shower and sitting on the foot of the bed, laughing at something on the television as she rubbed lotion on her legs. I softly shut the door and snuck over to her, grinning when she jumped as I laid a hand on her shoulder.

  “Jesus, don’t do that!”

  “Sorry,” I lied, grinning when she rolled her eyes. With a playful wink, I asked, “May I?”

  I swatted her hands away before she had a chance to answer, falling to my knees and taking over the task of moisturizing her legs. She was too engrossed in whatever she was watching to bother stopping me, which worked out well because I was engrossed with her soft skin and my rapidly hardening cock.

  When my hands made it up to her thighs, her eyes started to droop and her attention waned. She glanced between me and the screen several times before reaching back blindly for the remote and turning it off. With a gentle push on her navel, she fell back to the bed and opened her legs wide, a wordless invitation.

  “Lovely,” I murmured as I leaned in to nuzzle her panties with my nose. God, her scent was intoxicating. I licked the fabric, grinning when she moaned and wrapped a leg around the back of my head. “Do you want something?”

  “You know I do,” she whined. “Hurry up. There’s no telling how long she’ll stay down for this time.”

  “Don’t rush me. I have to finish what I started first. Where’s the bottle?”

  She pointed to the nightstand and I stood to grab the lotion. She undressed quickly and I stroked myself through my sweats as her body was revealed to me. Fuck, I’d never get tired of looking at her. Never. She was still self-conscious about the changes to her body after the pregnancy—especially the stretch marks—but I loved it all. Every single change and mark, every sign that she was the mother of my child. Loved them. Loved her.

  Once she was bare, she laid down on her stomach. I climbed over her body and squeezed then lotion on her back, smoothing it over her skin and getting harder with every little mewl she made below me.

  “I want to fuck you slow and deep until you’re digging those nails into my back and milking me dry with that tight pussy of yours.”

  Thank fuck that she loved dirty talk because I couldn’t ever seem to stop myself from doing it. Hell, she even raised her ass into the air as much as she could at my words, practically begging me to take her just like that. I lowered my hips until the line of my cock was nestled between her cheeks and slowly began to rock my hips.

  Fuck, it felt good. Too good for such a small amount of friction.

  “You want it? Want my cum in you again?”

  “Yes!”

  “I’m going to knock you up again, you know that, right? If you keep begging me to come inside you, we’re going to keep having babies. Is that what you want?”

  She stilled beneath me and I worried that I crossed some kind of line. Worried, I raised up on my knees, frowning when she turned her head back and I caught sight of the sly smile she was wearing. A thousand thoughts ran through my head all at once—most of them apologies—but not once did I consider what actually came out of her mouth.

  “My period’s late.”

  And just like it had the first time she told me she was pregnant, I got hit with a way of desperate desire for her. It had to be some kind of baser instinct—primal, raw—and the need to fuck grew so strong that I started to lose focus.

  But I resisted. Barely.

  “What?” I asked incredulously. “How late?”

  “Two weeks. I haven’t taken a test yet, but—”

  “You’re pregnant.” I groaned, knowing in my heart it was true even before she nodded in agreement. “Fuck yes.”

  “You’re happy?”

  “Of course, I am. Being a father… I can’t describe how happy it’s made me. Almost as happy as being your husband. Are you happy?”

  “I’m not exactly excited about the bad parts again, but overall? Yes.”

  Emily rolled onto her back and opened her arms and legs. I tugged my shirt over my head and tossed it behind me before seeking out her comforting warmth. It was probably a good thing I still had my sweats on though. I could feel the heat from her sex burning through the fabric and it made me want to break the tender moment and rut into her like an animal.

  “We should probably discuss how many kids we want to have at some point,” she said with a sigh as she ran her fingers through my hair. “They’ll probably offer to tie my tubes after this one.”

  “No,” I said firmly, shaking my head. “I’ll do it. I’ll get a vasectomy if that’s the way you want to go. It’s less risky—less invasive.”

  “I think pushing a baby out was already pretty invasive, David.”

  Her dry tone made me laugh. I kissed her once before nodding.

  “I agree. You’ve done enough. So, how many kids do you think we should have?”

  “I’m not sure… three?”

  “Only three?”

  “Only—How many do you want?”

  “I was thinking something along the lines of… seven.”

  “Oh my God, David—no, no! Don’t you dare try to distract me! S-Stop it,” she whined as I wrapped my lips around her nipple and sucked. She let out an adorable little squeak as I shifted my hips and moved my cock against her. “David.”

  I released her and sat up on my knees. I undid the tie around my sweats and dragged them down enough to free my cock, pumping it slowly as she watched with hooded eyes.

  “How about this? We’ll keep on going like we have been, and when you feel like you’re done—like you’re ready to stop having kids—I’ll make the appointment and get snipped. No arguments. I swear I’ll be happy even if it’s just you, me, and Marissa.”

  “Promise?”

  “I promise.” When she smiled, I positioned the head at her entrance. My breath hitched as she raised her hips to wrap her legs around me. “You ready for me?”

  “Always.”

  I slid into her, my eyes rolling back at her wetness. As she clung to me while I fucked her, one thought echoed in my head on repeat: Mine.

  The End

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