We both stay in place and enjoy coming down from our orgasm. It’s only when he softens and slips out of me do I start to get up.
But, Nate has other plans. He rolls me to my back, pushes a pillow underneath my ass, and lifts my legs up, holding them in the air.
“What in the world are you doing?” I ask.
“I read in a magazine, if you’re trying to get pregnant this is what you should do,” he responds. His face says it all, he really believes it, and well, I’d do anything to keep that smile on his face.
I keep my legs in the air with the help of his shoulders, as we talk. I ask, “Can we go look at our home today? I know it’s Christmas day, but I can’t wait to look at it, and come up with some ideas.”
“I knew you’d want to, that’s why I kept today open just for us,” with Nate saying that, I roll off of the pillow and head straight to the shower with Nate running after me, our laughter is mingled together. Here with Nate, I couldn’t be any happier.
Epilogue
Nate
Seven Months Later
As soon as we brought our plans into play on rehabilitating our home that was built in the 1850’s, we decided to sell my house, and me move in with Kori. My house probably would have been the better option, but with all of our spare time at “The Grantville” house, it was easier. When I say we purchased the house for a song, I really mean it. It sits on a little over an acre, there’s a lot of the original woodwork, and even the hardwood flooring was still beautifully intact. The electrical wires had to be re-run, the kitchen was restored, and so were the bathrooms. The showstopper though, that’s the wrap around porch.
We had a small ceremony for our wedding, our families being small consisting of Melanie, Colton, and of course Kori’s parents. They were so happy to see Kori and I getting married. They didn’t even mind we were doing it so quickly.
Of course, they didn’t know Kori was newly pregnant, and I refused to wait until after the baby was born.
When it came to the house, she was right there beside me every step of the way, even if it was just to hold a tool or bring me lunch.
Though she was not impressed when I made her sit on the sidelines. Sure, she was there when I knew it was safe and there weren’t fumes that could harm her. Kori was in heaven when she got to pick out all of the finishes, paint colors, and then decorating the house.
Now, though, it’s all done, and Kori is six months pregnant with twins. I almost fainted when we heard not one, but two heart beats. She took it in stride and started planning away.
It made me work even harder to get our home finished before they were born or she was put on bedrest.
We’re doing our final walk through before we officially sign off on the house. Kori is ohhing and ahhing.
I’m still in shock that we got it done in half the time frame that was stated originally.
“It’s so beautiful Nate, all of my dreams have come true. You did that for me. I love you, Nate Thomas,” she says.
I take her in my arms, my lips find hers. Our tongues tangle together and when we pull apart, both of us are breathing heavy and I respond, “I love you, Mrs. Thomas.”
Epilogue
Kori
Six Years Later
Three kids later and we were done, even Nate agreed. After we had Lucas and Jacob, we took our time. Nate grunted, hating that we had to be cautious while I was breastfeeding, after being bare inside me all this time. Condoms became Nate’s nemesis, I giggled every time he grumbled, but secretly I hated them, too. So, when the twins were two years old, we decided to try for another baby.
I was pregnant the next month with Myla. Apparently, I’m a fertile myrtle and Nate’s swimmers work well.
Now, here we are slowly making love so early in the morning, me praying we don’t get interrupted by our children coming in and wanting to snuggle with us.
“Fuck, it’s been too long, Kori. I don’t care if we have to wake up an hour early every morning. I’m getting inside my wife, before they’re awake.” He grunts as he pistons in and out of me. I’m up on all fours, my ass up in the air as he grabs my hips, and this time, it’s my turn to command him, “Don’t you stop. I’m almost there.”
He reaches underneath me and pinches my clit, that’s all it takes. He powers into me until I feel him hold me as tight as possible as he comes inside me.