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“I am a little hungry, but I can wait.” I try to pull him back into me.

“Well, I don’t plan to let you leave this room for a while, so if you’re hungry, we’d best get that out of the way first.”

He stands and holds his hands out for mine, and I let him pull me up. Then he brings me in for a hug, and I wrap my arms around his waist.

“So, how did it go with your parents before you left? Did they say anything else about the baby?”

For just a minute, I close my eyes and breathe him in. I love the way he smells, and, good Lord, when I’m in his arms, I feel so safe and protected.

“They were good. No more tears today. I told them I would keep them updated and let them know how my next appointment goes. I think they’ll be nervous up until the baby is born.” I move my hands up and down his back.

“Okay. Well, that’s good. My mom called me again today, even though I’d told her everything after my dad and I had dinner.

She’s gone all Mimi mode already. She said she’s clearing out my old room and making it a nursery.

When I reminded her we don’t know where I’ll end up, that didn’t stop her from filling me in on details.

She asked me a lot about you today. We should probably meet each other’s family as soon as possible, yeah? ”

I nod against his chest, then look up at him. “I agree. I want this baby to be loved by both of our families. And I want my parents to meet you. I think they’ll feel much better about the whole thing.”

“Plus, I’m pretty to look at, so they can be assured the gene pool is good.” He winks at me .

“That you are. I feel like it’s pretty safe to say the baby will be blond?” I ask.

“Probably. My mom is blonde, and my dad is like a light brown, but he’s got some gray in there now. All of my brothers are blond too. But you never know, I guess. Was your sister blonde?”

“She was, but hers was lighter than mine. Almost white blonde.”

“Like an angel,” he says.

“Yeah, like an angel.” I smile.

We stand in silence for a minute until my stomach rumbles.

“Okay, let me go get some food so we can come back in here.”

He pulls back but tilts my chin up to him with his finger. There’s no mistaking the heat in his eyes. “You want my cock, Emma?”

“Yep, I sure do.”

Am I drooling? I’m definitely feeling my panties getting wet, and we’ve only been holding each other.

“Fuck, you’re perfect for me.” He leans in and kisses me.

I pull back and take his hand in mine. “Come on. Let’s go before I change my mind and let you feed me your cock instead.”

“Whoa ho ho, darlin’. Them’s teasing words. I might just tie you to that bed if you keep talking like this.”

“Promise?” I wink, then walk toward the door and pull it open.

“Now, darlin’, that’s not very nice to tease me like that.”

“Don’t you worry, Arch. I’ll take care of you later. Our last interruption a few days ago only left me craving you more, so I’m a sure thing tonight.”

I tug on his hand, and we walk out into the hallway.

“Fuuuck,” he mumbles.

The girls are all sitting at the table when we walk into the room .

“We didn’t think you guys would make it back out here tonight. But I did leave your quesadilla in the oven for you, Em, so it didn’t get too cold,” Peyton says.

“Thanks, Pey. Archie, do you want anything?” I leave him at the table and head into the kitchen.

“I’ll take a water if you have one,” he says as he sits down in the empty seat at the table.

“Got it.” I reach in and grab us each a bottle of water. Then take my plate with the quesadilla on it from the oven.

When I walk back over to the table, Archie reaches for me and pulls me onto his lap.

It makes my roommates laugh.

“You the caveman type, Archie Griffith?” Livi asks him.

“I mean, I’m the Emma type, so if that’s caveman, sure.” He winks at her.

We all laugh then and continue to eat and chat. They ask him about his game, and Mia mentions a hit he took near the end of the it.

I turn around to look at him over my shoulder. “Did you get hurt and not tell me?”

He kisses my forehead. “I’m good, baby. Just took a hit in the last play. Guy got me on my blind side.”

“Did you get one of those gnarly bruises?” Peyton asks him.

“We always get a little bruised and battered in the games, but nothing I can’t handle. I’ll go see the trainer this week, and she’ll get me feeling ready for the next game.”

“I wish you had said something. I felt bad enough, missing the game on TV.”

He laughs. “I’m fine, I promise. I’ll let you examine it later.” He kisses my lips.

“I can’t decide if that’s hot or kind of gross,” Livi says.

“Well, she did say she wanted me to feed her?—”

I cover his mouth with my hand.

“Don’t you dare!” I remove my hand from his mouth and kiss him quiet instead .

“While you guys are cute and all, I am trying to eat. Can you put your tongues away for a few so we can finish?” Mia asks.

I pull away from his mouth and laugh. Then I turn around and eat a few more bites of my food.

My stomach is beginning to feel full, and I’ve noticed when I start to feel this way, it’s best to stop eating to avoid getting sick. So, I hold it toward Archie to feed him a bite.

He takes the bite from my hand and practically swallows it whole.

As he finishes chewing, he stands with me in his arms. “Grab the waters, Em.”

I lean over and grab the water bottles, and then he carries me down the hall to my room.

Over his shoulder, he yells out, “Night, ladies.”

We hear them laughing as he closes the door to my room with his elbow.

He sets me on my feet, then moves over to the other side of the bed and toes off his shoes, removes his hat, then starts to take off his shirt.

“Arch, does it bother you that we’re always at my place and not yours?”

He pauses for a second, then continues to toss his shirt on the nightstand.

“Honestly, yeah, a little because my friends are like family. However, if I introduce you to my friends, I’m gonna want to introduce you as more than the girl I’m seeing.

I want to show you off as the mother of my child, and until you’re ready to go all in with the news, I’m okay with waiting. ”

I smile. “I know I should tell all of my roommates, but I kind of like living in our little bubble right now. This relationship is so new that it’s inevitable people will have their opinions.”

“And the only ones that count are ours. I’ll protect our bubble and I won’t let anyone fuck around with what we have here.”

“Have I ever told you how attracted I am to your assertive nature?”

“I thought you liked my dirty mouth?” he says with a wink .

“Well, yeah, that too.”

His eyes gleam a midnight shade of want and need.

“Sit on the bed, darlin’,” he instructs, and I do as he asks.

He walks around the bed to me. “You feel okay?”

I nod. “Yeah, better than fine. Come here.” I reach for him.

Archie smirks. “Take off your shirt.”

I drop my arms and reach for the hem of my T-shirt, pulling it over my head. I’m not wearing a bra, so my breasts are bare to him.

“Fuck me. I think they’re getting a little bigger. I love how your body is changing.” When he stands in front of me, he cups my breasts in his hands. He moves his thumbs over my nipples, and the sensation makes me shiver. “That feel good, darlin’?”

“So good.” I’m practically panting.

“Take my cock out.”

I don’t hesitate. I grab on to the waistband of his joggers and pull them down far enough to reach in and pull out his erection. My hands start moving up and down the shaft, pre-cum already leaking out of the head.

“I’m gonna feed you my cock, just like you wanted. First, I want you to lick the tip and clean up that pre-cum real good.”

My tongue licks around the head of his cock, and then I take it in my mouth, twirl my tongue, and suck, making him hiss. My hands move to his tight ass.

“That’s my girl. Now take it all the way to your throat. I want to see you gag on my dick. That’s it, nice and slow.”

Archie is too big for me to take him all the way to my throat, but I’m gonna give it my best shot. Taking orders like this doesn’t usually work for me, but this … is hot. And I’m totally here for it.

I work my mouth down the shaft, using my tongue to apply pressure along the center. He twitches in my mouth.

His hands work their way into my hair, framing my head.

When I get as deep as I can, he rocks his hips, moving his cock in and out of my mouth .

“You’re taking me so good, Emma. Is this what you needed? You wanted to taste me?”

I hum and look up at him, my eyes starting to water from him hitting the deepest part of my mouth, but not quite touching the back of my throat.

Saliva is pooling and starting to spill out with every move.

He’s still holding my head in his hands and guides my head in tandem with his thrusts. “Fuck, Emma. I’m getting close already. Your mouth is a prize, baby. Is this making you wet? When I pull those panties off of you, will I find them soaked?”

I pull off of him to answer, “I’m so wet for you, Archie.”

His head drops back as I bring him back into my mouth.

When I bring one of my hands to cup his balls and tug, he pushes as far as he can into my mouth, making me gag. He holds still, and I can feel the tears fall down my cheeks. Taking his hands from my head, he uses both of his thumbs to wipe them away.

“Gorgeous,” he whispers. Then he pulls out of me. “Lie back on the bed. I want to see how wet you are.”

I scoot back further on the bed and turn so that my head is resting on a pillow. Then Archie sits sideways on the edge of the mattress and takes my shorts and panties off in one fell swoop.

After tossing them on the floor, he moves his hands to my thighs and pulls them apart.

“Darlin’, you are so gorgeous. Your pussy is dripping for me.”

He lies down between my legs, moves one hand to my center, and pushes a finger into me while his other hand rests on my lower belly.

His tongue slides from my opening to my clit. “You taste like honey, darlin’. I can’t get enough of you.”