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“Sunshine, always. There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t want to be buried balls deep inside you.”

A smile slides across her face and an urgent need has me popping off the couch and shedding my clothes. Once I’m naked, she pushes herself to a sitting position, crooking her finger to come closer. My erection is heavy and magnetized to her mouth. She folds those sinful lips over me, licking and sucking. If there is anything more captivating than Becca, pregnant and enjoying her mouth stuffed full, I don’t know what it would be.

“Damn, Becca. This feels so good.”

She pops off for a second, smiling up at me with a string of saliva still connecting us. “I love making you come undone,” she whispers.

“I want to come undone inside of you.”

“John, can you get behind me? I have zero energy.”

Becca’s barely finished her thoughts before I stand her up and slide her underwear down her legs. Then I jump around her and she lays on her side in front of me.

“Sunshine, you never have to ask me.” My hands wander over her stretched skin and under my jersey caressing her baby bump before my fingers find her center. It’s hot and wet and begging me to give her some relief.

“How do you know the perfect way to touch me?”

“Because I’ve been listening. I’ve been memorizing your reactions to my touch. And when I’m out of town, I think about how I can give you the utmost pleasure when I’m back in bed with you.”

“We haven’t had sex in the bed much lately. I’m so big.”

“You’re perfect.” I move my hips gliding through her folds asmy fingers press firmly against her clit. “I mean it, Becca. Even if your body stays round, you’re the most beautiful woman in the world.”

“I guess the lizard was lucky for me too.”

I suck on the skin where her shoulder meets the column of her neck. It’s smooth and delicate. She squeezes against my fingers. “The luckiest. I wasn’t scared though.”

“Yeah right.”

“I was just trying to get us into the same bed.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night. I bought you a lizard for your birthday and you never take him out and play with him.”

“You don’t play with lizards. You play with dogs or cats.”

My velvety head nestles against her opening as I scoot down the couch for the right angle.

As I push the head in, she rasps, “Please.”

Becca hooks her arm around my neck, scraping her short nails through my hair, purring and mewling at the contact.

We move together in complete synchrony. We both enjoy this position. It’s sensual and loving but after several minutes go by she says, “I need more.”

I rub her bundle of nerves harder and faster until words of praise fall from her lips.

“Get on all fours, I need to be deeper inside you. I want to fill you up.”

She swings her legs off the couch and stands, adjusting herself. She sinks her knees into the cushions while gripping the back of the couch. I move behind her, push my jersey onto her back.

I catch my breath, staring at Becca as she looks over her shoulder with a mischievous grin. I didn’t think I had a breeding kink, but damn, I want to have ten kids with this beautiful woman. The thought hits me like an oncoming train, raw and unfiltered, as I imagine a house bursting with chaos—little feet pattering, her smile mirrored in their faces. Her curves, her warmth, the way she hums old songs while cooking, it all pullsme in, making my chest ache with a need I never knew I had. Now I know why her parents had ten kids; it’s not just love, it’s this primal, unstoppable urge to build a legacy with someone who feels like home. I grin, half-embarrassed, wondering if she can see the future I’m dreaming up in my eyes.

“What are you thinking about?”

“I’m thinking about doing this for seventy more years.”

She giggles, “I’ll have a wrinkly butt.”

“And I’ll love it because you’re mine.”