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I lean down so as to kiss her again and hold her even closer than I already am. She moans after each kiss, trembling beneath me.

“Did you cum?” she asks.

“Definitely,” I laugh triumphantly. “I don’t think I need to ask about you…”

She blushes. “That was… you were… Thank you.”

I laugh before kissing her nose. “You’re welcome, I suppose.”

“I think we came together,” she supposes.

“I think we did. That may, quite possibly, have been the best sex I’ve ever had.”

“Don’t keep saying things you can’t take back,” says Noelle. “You’re going to make me want more.”

“If you want more, all you have to do is ask,” I say as I plant more kisses on her sweaty body. She runs her hands up my drenched back, holding me like I’m her most prized possession.

We lie together in bed, cuddling and spooning. Even after everything, we can both still feel the tension.

“So… when are you going to find out the sex of the baby?” I ask.

“The doctor told me I could probably find out in about two months,” she answers. “I don’t know if I want to find out that early, though… I kind of want it to be a surprise.”

“It can be however you want it to be,” I muse. “Just know that I want to be here with you through all of it. I want to go with you to your doctor’s appointments. I don’t want you to go through this by yourself.”

“I would love it if you came with me,” she says shyly. “I can’t believe you really want to be so active like this…”

“Why are you always so surprised?” I wonder. “Just because I roll with bikers and run a gang doesn’t mean I don’t want something meaningful with my dream girl.”

“Okay,” she says, blushing even redder. “Now Ireallydon’t believe you! How am I your ‘dream girl’? You’re talking nonsense.”

“I’m speaking the truth. This is all incredibly exciting. It’s scary, but I’m looking forward to becoming a parent with you. It’s a rush.”

“Do you really think you’re up for this?” she asks. “I thought most guys would just want to run, regardless of the situation.”

“You and this baby are all that matters now.” I touch her belly again. “I’m not going anywhere. And if you wanted to go somewherewithme, I’m not opposed to talking about it.”

“What do you mean?”

“We could move into a bigger house, if you wanted,” I say. “We can go anywhere.”

“You’d be willing to leave your club?”

“I’m willing to do whatever is best for our baby. What do you think?”

We snuggle into the night, thinking about future and wondering what would come up next for us.