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Luke

Three Months Later

"This is a testament to your hard work," I tell her as Ally guides us around the track, the stars shining down, the full moon making the nighttime setting even more romantic.

She strokes her hand over her belly. "The fact I'm willing to let Ally drive us around at night while pregnant?"

I nod, smoothing my hand over hers. We often stay like this, with her touching her growing bump, me pressing against the back of her hand. She says she likes it: she's got love on either side of her. She smiles as Ally smoothly takes a corner we can't even see.

"All those late nights," I say. "All that hard work, it's paid off. But there's one last test to see how confident we really are..."

She moans when I move my hand from her belly toward her legs. "You've been obsessed ever since I told you how crazy the pregnancy hormones make me."

"Newsflash, Sparkplug. I've been obsessed since day one. Ally – stop monitoring but keep driving."

"Are you going to rehearse making another baby, Luke?" Ally says.

I laugh. Of course, Sera has used her individual tuning to make her version of Ally sassy and hilarious. "That's none of your business."

"Turning off monitoring," Ally says. "And have fun."

"Luh-Luke," Sera moans as I stroke my hand between her legs, pressing down on the apex between her thighs through her pants. "Oh, Luke."

I groan as I lean forward, pressing my lips against her neck, the car moving effortlessly around the track like a symbol of how far we've come. She makes the sweetest whimpering noise when I slip my hand inside her pants, over her folds.

She squeezes her thighs around my hand.

"Touch... my... clit..."

I love when she gets demanding. I love how much we've grown together. She's gone from never believing her bookish fantasies could come true... to experiencing those fantasies every chance we get. I massage her clit, addicted to the sound of her whimpers and moans.

With my free hand, I pull up her shirt, kissing her breasts, tearing her bra aside with my teeth so I can suck her pert nipples.

I rub her softly at first, but then her moans intensify, growing more urgent. I can't hold back. Her orgasm sends tremors through her entire body as we glide through the darkness, toward the future, together.

THE END