“I’ll give you anything you ever want. I would even save my last breath for you.”
My eyes start to water. It isn’t the hormones this time. Okay, maybe a little, but my husband is so damn sweet and perfect.
“I’d do the same for you.” I lean in, kissing him this time. He stands, moving us back to the couch, his body coming down over mine.
“We’re having a boy and a girl,” he tells me.
“I should’ve known.” I laugh. Everyone keeps asking me if I want a boy or a girl. That was before we knew it was twins. I couldn’t say which. I hadn’t known. I wanted both. Maddox promised me we would have one of each sex. I thought he meant we’d keep having babies until that came true. I should have known he’d somehow pull off doing both at once.
“You said I could have anything I wanted.” He runs his nose down my neck, peppering me with kisses. I let out a small sigh.
“Anything,” I agree, feeling his hand slip under my dress and my panties being pulled from my body.
“I want to eat your pussy until you come for me.” I spread my legs more in invitation. I am his for the taking. Who knew that first day I started stalking Maddox that he would be mine? I’ve finally found something I am good at. I know I’ll never fail at this. I was meant for him and motherhood. He won’t let me.
We had captured each other.