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For once, I think he might be right.

“I’m already carrying your babies.”

“Hell yeah, you are.” His hips roll against me. “I know I said I didn’t have any, but I do have one regret with you,” he says in a breathy voice.

“Which is?”

“The day I came inside you and got you pregnant, I had no idea. So I guess I’m going to have to make up for that.”

“Well, you can’t get me pregnant again,” I laugh.

The tip of his finger eases gently into my ass. It doesn’t take much since it’s so wet with my own release. “Ohmygod that feels so good.”

“Mmm-hmm. I fucking love to play with you.”

His tongue finds mine once more as he continues to dominate my body.

“You’re the best I’ve ever been with,” I admit.

He laughs against my mouth. “Oh, I know. Your body screams it.”

“So cocky.”

“Tell me, do you feel sexy carrying my babies while I fuck you and fantasize about giving you more? Does it turn you on?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Because it drives me fucking wild. I didn’t stand a fucking chance from the moment you told me.”

Shaking, I collapse against him as we both come together. “Wow, that was, that was like nothing?—”

“You’ve ever done before?”

Yielding for once in my life, I nod my head. “Yeah, that was wild.”

The look of victory that spreads across his face is comical. “Does this mean you’ll be back for more?”

“I’ll think about it.”

“You make sure you do.” Still inside me, he rests his forehead against my chest, blowing out a long breath.

“What’s wrong?”

“I just want you to know that I’m here. I’m patiently waiting, and you absolutely deserve to be loved in the way I’m going to love you. If you’ll give me that chance.”

My fingers tease his wet, dark strands of hair. “All love comes with conditions, with expectations.”

“The only condition I have is that you breathe, and you’re mine. Just like with my babies, and just like your parents should’ve been with you.”

“I don’t do serious relationships, Jensen.”

“JJ. And you did with Tom…you gave him a shot.”

I shake my head, although he can’t see it with his face pressed against me, gripping me tightly around the hips. “Being with you is very different than Tom.”

“Tell me how.”

“You know how.”