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I hand him the bottle and set mine on the coffee table in front of the couch. “I’ll be right back. I’m going to run to the bathroom real quick.”

“You feeling okay?” he asks.

“I’m good, just need to pee.” And maybe rinse out my mouth with some mouthwash.

I head into the bathroom and take care of business. Then I do a quick brush of my teeth and swish some mouthwash. My pasta had some garlic in it, and I fully intend to kiss on Archie for a bit tonight.

When I get back to the couch, he’s taken off his shoes and propped his feet up on the coffee table.

His water bottle is in his hand, resting on his firm stomach.

He’s so pretty to look at that it’s not fair.

I can’t help but wonder what our baby will look like.

I hope he or she has some of his pretty features, like his blue eyes.

I take a seat next to him on the couch, resting my body on the side with my knees pulled up.

I’m angled toward him, and I reach my arm along the back of the couch.

His head is resting on the back cushion, and I can’t help but run my fingers through his hair.

He closes his eyes and moans, which sends a shot of heat to my belly.

My attraction to him has always been at a level ten.

Spending time with him and the intimacy of kissing—it has made me really horny for this man.

Hell, I’ve been fantasizing about our night together for months.

Now that he’s here and moaning and looking so damn fine, my resolve is fading.

As I’ve been feeling better, I’m definitely feeling like I might be ready to take it further than kissing.

Archie turns his head and looks over at me with a smirk. “Damn, that feels so good. You might make me fall asleep. I’m toast today.”

“I’m tired, but not too tired to fool around first. Unless you aren’t up for it,” I tease.

“Oh, baby, I’m up for it.”

He looks down at his crotch, and I follow his direction. Yep, he’s starting to tent his jeans.

Leaning forward, I start to pepper kisses along his strong jaw and down to his neck. He’s got a little bit of a beard going right now. It’s not scratchy though.

“Archie, I’m gonna be really honest. I want you.

” Kiss . “It’s been a rough couple of weeks of not feeling good, and don’t get me wrong, it’s coming and going, but I’m feeling good right now, and I want you.

” I bring my hand up to his face and turn it toward me, then lean in to kiss him on the lips.

He quickly takes control of the kiss, and I open willingly. Our tongues twirl, and I get lost in the taste of him. One of his hands cups my face while the other starts to drift over my shoulder and down my arm. His touch makes goose bumps break out, and I shiver.

I know that hormone levels are elevated during pregnancy, but reading about it and experiencing it are two different things.

I can feel every trace of his touch, and my skin feels hot.

I’m completely ready for him to rip my clothes off, but I’ll let him take the lead.

Not that I think he would mind if I did.

Moving my hand from his face, I slide it down his chest to the hem and slip my hand under his shirt. I trace the soft line of hair from the waist of his pants up to his belly button, and he pulls away from our kiss and takes in a deep breath.

We’re looking at each other as my hand drifts across his stomach, feeling his muscles contract.

I lean in to kiss him again, and my hand reaches the waistband of his jeans.

I bring my other hand down from playing with his hair and tuck my fingers into the inside of his pants, right over the button.

I pull slightly as we kiss, and when I do, his erection moves and is right under the tips of my fingers. The skin is smooth, soft, and hot.

He’s turned his body slightly so he can touch me. One of his hands wraps around my neck, and his thumb brushes the skin right below my ear.

Just as I’m about to turn my hand that’s in his pants and reach in to wrap my palm around him, he pulls back from the kiss, but he’s still close enough that I can feel his breath on my lips.

“Darlin’, I’m about two seconds from laying you out on this couch and having my way with you, but I need to know when we should expect your roommates back.”

I reach in, take hold of his length, and lightly squeeze. “Then I guess we should go into my room. I don’t know where Livi is tonight, but on the off chance she comes home, I’m not sure I want her to see you naked.”

Pulling my hand from his jeans, I rest it on his stomach and lean in to kiss him again .

“Come on.” I stand and hold my hand out to him.

He takes my hand and stands, and then I lead him down the hallway to my room. When we enter, he turns and closes the door, making sure he locks it. I walk over to my bed and pull back the covers.

I feel his body behind me before I feel his hands at my waist. He holds my hips firmly and tugs me back into him so I can feel his erection.

I lean my head back against his shoulder, raising my arms and winding them around his neck.

He brings his mouth to my neck, trailing kisses from my ear to my jaw.

I turn my head to him, and with the tip of his tongue, he traces my lips. I open with a moan, and our tongues tangle. He slides both of his hands up my shirt and cups my breasts. He kneads them softly, then tugs lightly on my nipples, which nearly makes my knees buckle.

“Archie …” I pant against his mouth.

His hands move from my chest to my stomach. “You sure you want this, Em?”

I nod. “Oh, yeah, I want this.”

He kisses me again, deeper this time, and as he does, I glide my fingers up the back of his head, through his hair, holding him to me. His hands dip into my shorts, and he cups me over my panties.

“You’re soaked, Emma. Is this all for me?” He slides his middle finger up and down my center, over the fabric.

“All for you.” I bring my arms down, link our fingers over my panties, then guide his hand inside my underwear.

“Oh fuck. You are so fucking hot, Emma.”

I move our hands, sliding them back and forth, creating a delicious friction.

My body feels like it’s on fire; I’m nearly crazed with wanting him. I reach for the waistband of my shorts and lower them and my panties, pushing them down to my knees, until they drop to the floor .

Archie has one hand on my waist, the other gripping the hem of my shirt.

“Turn around, darlin’.”

He tugs on my shirt, and I turn to face him. My palms smooth over the thick contours of his chest. I need to feel the warmth of his skin, so I reach for the bottom of his shirt and pull it up and over his head.

My fingers toy with the edge of his waistband. With a teasing slowness, I reach for the button of his jeans and pop it open. The teeth of the zipper make a groaning sound as I lower it, and I’m rewarded by his thick, hard erection.

“Do you ever wear boxers?”

He barks out a laugh. “Only when I have to.”

I take the sides of his jeans and pull them down his legs, bending as I do. Once he’s free—his cock heavy and thick, as hard as granite, standing at attention—I kneel in front of him and slide my hands up his legs. I wrap one hand around his thigh and one around his cock.

“It’s just not fair,” I say, before placing a kiss on the tip. “Your dick is pretty, and your face is even prettier. I’m just not sure which one I want to ride first.”

The man who loves to laugh isn’t smiling. Instead, he groans as I wrap my mouth around him, taking him deep to the back of my throat. It nearly makes me gag, so I pull back.

“Fuck, Emma. Just like that. You’re so pretty on your knees for me.”

I look up and see him looking down at me with a storm brewing in his eyes. He gives me a crooked smile and starts rocking his hips in and out of my mouth.

His hands cup my face, then slide into my hair, holding my head and moving it in time with his thrusts into my mouth.

Slick heat warms between my own legs so I reach down and circle my clit with my fingers. Archie is watching, which turns me on even more.

“That’s it, baby. Make yourself come, just like that. ”

Releasing his cock with a pop, I say, “It won’t take me much longer, Archie. I’m so hot right now.”

“Put me back in your mouth. Just a few more sucks, and then I’ll fuck you.” He pulls my hair into one hand and tugs. “Open.”

I open my mouth and lick up his shaft to the tip, then wrap my lips around the fat head and suck.

Sliding my fingers through my pussy, I get them nice and wet, then reach up and work them up and down his cock, along with my mouth.

My other hand slides up the back of his thigh, and I grab on to his tight ass.

“Jesus, Em. I need to get inside you. We’ll have time for you to suck my cock again later.” He releases my hair, then reaches under my arms and pulls me up.

I sit on the bed and scoot to the middle to give Archie room to get on the bed with me. He kneels on one knee, then climbs onto the bed and between my legs.

Archie pushes my knees apart and moves his hands up my legs. “You’re soaking wet, darlin’. I need to have a taste of that honey.”

It shouldn’t turn me on, but it does. “Yes, please.”

He leans in and swipes his tongue through my center and hums. “So good. I’m gonna make you beg for me.

Then I’m going to fuck you so deep and make you choke my cock with that tight pussy.

” His tongue flattens, and he licks up from my hole to my clit.

He flicks my clit with the tip of his tongue and slides a finger into me.

With his other hand, he reaches up and holds my breast, pinching my nipple. “Come, baby. Come all over my tongue.”