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With a mischievous smile, she exclaimed, “I didn’t say yes, Mr. Locke.”

“I didn’t ask, Mrs. Locke.”

“Mrs. Locke does have a nice ring to it.”

“I’ve had that ring since I bought this ranch.”

Her face paled. “You’re lying.”

“I always intended on coming back for you.”

“I don’t know what to say.”

“How about we start with how much I want to make love to you for the first time in over a decade with you only wearing that ring?” I opened her robe, gliding it off her shoulders, and it pooled at her feet.

My breath actually hitched as my eyes devoured her bare flesh. She was fucking sexy as sin, looking better than I’d remembered.

“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve fucked my fist to the image of you like this? And it wasn’t even close to how you look right now. Christ, Autumn. You’re stunning.” Cupping onto her tits, I grinned. “These are bigger.”

Shyly, she smirked. “Motherhood, I guess.”

My hands skimmed her skin down to her stomach. “I can’t wait to see you pregnant.”

“Pregnant? Jesus, Julian. You’re not wasting any time.”

“I’ve wasted over ten years.” Shifting my fingers to her pussy, I rubbed her clit back and forth with the palm of my hand, and she melted into my touch. “Your body has always been so fucking responsive to me. It’s one of the many things I love about making you come.”

“Okay, cocky sir…” Her knees buckled as I thrust two fingers into her warm, welcoming heat.

There wasn’t a place on Autumn’s body I hadn’t explored, and tonight I’d planned to revisit each one several times.

Finally, I had everything I ever wanted.

Hoped for.

Loved.

I didn’t care how long it took us to get to this place, all that mattered was we were there, and we weren’t ever going back. She was lucky I didn’t have a wedding officiant at the house, wanting to marry us this instant, but I knew she’d want a wedding with her family and friends, and it was my job to make all her dreams come true.

“Mmm…” she moaned, her eyes closing as she leaned her hands on my shoulders, trying to hold herself up.

It didn’t take long to have her coming down my arm. Gripping onto her waist, I laid her on the bed and kissed her pussy with my mouth. She still tasted the same, and I couldn’t hold back, going to town on her cunt.

“Ahhhh…”

“You think you can do something for me?”

“You’re asking me now? When your face is buried in between my legs?”

“Less chance of you saying no.”

I sucked her clit into my mouth, moving my head side to side and up and down.

“I’m going to come…”

I stopped, and she jolted forward glaring at me. “Julian! Why did you stop?”

I licked her nub before speaking with conviction, “Give me a baby.”

She smiled, big and wide. “I’m not the one who determines that— it’s your seed.”

“Do you know when we made Capri?”

She nodded.

“Care to share?”

All she replied was, “The Audi R8 drive.”

“I always did love that sports car.”

“And now you own three.”

“Five actually.” I began fingering her, and her head fell back. “How long were you off the pill?”

“Oh… I see where you’re … going with this.”

I finger fucked her g-spot, and she was having a hard time answering my questions. “I’m waiting.”

“Your balls are on point … Oh God … at least they were … back then.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

“I got pregnant…” Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. “The first month.”

It was all I needed to hear. “Good to know. I plan on knocking you up right now.”

“You’re such … a cave man…”

I growled, hitting her sweet spot while I fucked her with my mouth. “That feel good?”

She panted.

Legs trembling.

Body shaking.

She exploded in my mouth, soaking the seam of my shirt in the process. Her legs tightened so hard around my head as she came all the way down my face. I savored the taste of her against my tongue, swallowing all her come before I kissed her clit one last time and crawled my way off her body.

“I’m not even going to get undressed. I’m going to fuck you just like this, and then I’ll make love to you when I’m done.”

I could never get enough of her sweet, sweet pussy.

Not then.

Not now.

Not ever.

Mine.

In one swift motion I pulled out my cock and thrust inside of her so damn hard that her body flew back toward the headboard. Never letting up, I angled my leg and took her like a madman.

“You going to give me a baby?”

“Yes…”

“I want at least five more.”

We locked eyes.

“Five?” she countered as I pounded into her, wanting my seed to go as deep as possible.

“At least.”

“Julian! I’m not a cow.”

I slammed into her, relentless to get her pregnant while shoving my tongue in her mouth. “Fuck, I missed you. You’ve always had such a tight pussy.” I angled my leg higher, making her leg incline. Our mouths parted as I roughly took what had always been mine.


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