explore the hot swollen folds of my most private parts. “You’re so wet for me,” he pants.
I push my hips off the bed, into his hand. “Yes.”
He centers himself against my hot core and plunges his finger in and out of me, my hips rocking, meeting him with every thrust.
It isn’t long before I’m at the edge. “Now, Baker. I need you now.”
His cock is there as if he was waiting for my approval, and he slides into me inch by inch. Holding my breath, I slide my hands up his abdomen, up his chest and circle them around his neck. “Please, give it all to me.”
He thrusts his hips, pushing full force inside me, and I take him all. When he’s fully seated, he’s looking at me, but I assure him I’m okay. He starts pulsing into me steadily, the friction inside of me building slowly. Our hips meet as we slowly rock into each other, and the fervor builds until my hips start jerking erratically. When I’m close, I tell him so and he grabs on to my breasts, tweaking my nipples, and I’m overcome with all the sensations. It’s too much… too fast. The orgasm builds and builds and when I feel like I can’t take any more, like every muscle in my body is pulled tight, I tumble off the edge and it’s the greatest feeling I’ve ever felt. He pummels into me, not stopping until I’m pulsating around him and I’m clamped down so hard on him that he’s screaming my name, screaming his release.
Epilogue
Heather
Two Years Later
Baker picks up AJ, our fourteen-month-old, and throws him over his shoulder. AJ’s laughing as Baker runs across the field at the park, his little body bouncing up and down on his father’s shoulder. I usually jump in about now, run and play with them, but today I’m feeling nostalgic.
It was two years ago that I took a chance on Baker. He was a player. I knew it, but he did his best to prove to me otherwise. He promised me that all he wanted was me. And he promised me he’d be faithful. He’s gone out of his way to prove it to me every day. They stop their giggling and look over at me. Baker whispers something to our son and then he leaves him to play with his trucks with one of his friends. I watch as my stud fireman walks over to me and sometimes it hits me, just like now, I can’t believe he’s mine.
He pulls me up from my seat and sits down, pulling me into his lap. I laugh at his antics and tell him, “There’s enough room for us both to sit here.” But I know I’m wasting my breath. Anytime Baker is with me, his hand is on me, I’m in his arms or I’m on his lap. He says that’s the way he likes it, and I won’t argue with that.
With his arms around me, I lean back into him and watch our little boy play. Baker whispers into my ear, “Is this how you pictured it? Is this how you imagined our life would be?”
I smile, covering his hand with mine. “Yes, I’d hoped so.”
His hand teases across my belly, which was never flat before but definitely bigger since I had AJ. His hot breath against my neck causes a pull in my lower belly. I’m already wet, a cream between my thighs just being near him. He kisses my neck. “How come I feel like it’s about to get even better?”
I try to figure out what he’s talking about, but his hand curves around my belly, holding me. I gasp then. “You know?”
I feel his head nod against me. “Yep. When were you going to tell me?”
“How do you know? I just found out this morning,” I ask him, surprised.
He kisses my neck. “I know everything about you.” And he’s right. He does. He pays better attention to me than I do myself. “So when were you going to tell me?”
“Tonight. I had it all planned out, even had an outfit picked out for when we were alone,” I confess to him. I found out I was pregnant this morning. I had thought I was for a few days now, but just took the test this morning.
He chuckles. “You know I don’t need the outfit, right? I like you naked.”
Smiling at him, I turn in his lap to look at him. I ignore his groan, knowing what it is, because I can feel his hard cock pressing into my ass. “So you’re okay with this? Another baby?”
He kisses my lips softly and then pulls away. “I’m in this for the long haul. Seeing you as a mom only makes me fall more in love with you. I’ll take as many as you want to give me, love.”
I lean in to kiss him and only when I feel it’s getting too heated for being in a park do I pull back from him. I lean my forehead against his. “You always have the right words.”
He licks his lips and kisses me again. “I love you, Heather.”
I smile against his lips. “I love you too, Baker.”
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