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Loosening her towel to fall away, I press her back, slipping my hand between her legs. “It’s possible.” She’s so wet. “Does the idea of me getting you pregnant again turn you on? Or is it only hormones hitting you already?” I slip two fingers inside her.

“Oh, god,” she moans, widening her legs. “Don’t know, but I am insatiable. I need you, Big Man.”

Yes, my Angel needs me. “Hold on.” I pick her up, dropping her on the bed. I need more room to devour my wife than the bathroom counter allows. Plus, my knees are sore from skiing. I might have overdone it today trying to expel my energy. So, kneeling on the hard bathroom floor isn’t going to happen.

I drop my towel and prowl up her body till I reach her tits, her beasts full of milk for our daughter. I lick lightly but don’t suck. I know every drop is liquid gold for our girl. I settle between her legs, pushing her open with my shoulders. The first lick is for me. Her taste, I can never get enough of. I swear she’s sweeter when she’s pregnant—just like she is now. Does that mean she is?

I harden at the thought. Not even trying, I could have knocked her up like when I did with Maddox. Maddyn was planned. But any and all babies with my Angel are wanted no matter how scheduled they are.

“Gabriel.” She grips my hair, longer for this very reason: so my girl can guide me where she wants me, where she needs me.

She rubs her pussy along my tongue, begging me to make her come. When I fill her with my fingers, rubbing her G-spot, her hips bow off the bed. I have to pin her down with one hand on her mound, while I lick and suck her clit and come-hither her insides.

“Jussst—”

Just like that. I know, Angel.

I know my girl and what gets her off quick and what builds her up to an ear-rattling orgasm. Her G-spot is one, her taint and asshole are another. I talk a big game, but I’ve never fucked her ass, other than with a finger occasionally. It’s hot as fuck to tease, but in reality, I’m not sure she’s really into it. I’ve never pushed it since her ex abused her so badly in that way. I’m game. But nothing could be as good as her warm, wet pussy wrapped around my cock.

But if she wanted my cock in her ass, she’d get my cock in her ass.

Whatever floats her boat is my pleasure to deliver.

“Oh, oh, oh!” She writhes and floods my hand with her sweet juices before she twists under my hold and comes.

Sweet Mother Mary. I love my girl coming on my hand, my tongue, and my cock.

When she’s settled, breathing coming back to normal, I start again. Working her up till she squirts, then I fill her with my needy cock. Hard, ready to burst.

I take her on my knees, her on her back, lifting her ass in the air, nearly in a back bend, hitting that spot deep above her cervix. It gives her a totally different kind of orgasm, or so she says. They’re all impressive in my opinion. I crave them like my next breath.

When she comes again, I settle over her, seated deep, and swivel my hips in slow, languid strokes. “I’m gonna love you all night, Angel. Keep filling you up. If you’re not pregnant, you soon will be.”

“Gabriel,” she moans.

Yeah, my girl loves my cock, but she loves getting pregnant with our kids. It settles something deep inside her. For a man who never wanted a wife or kids, me giving her both over and over again only affirms how much I’m hers. I’d still be hers even if we weren’t married or were childless.

But thankfully, we’re neither of those things anymore.

Fuck. She’s so wet, each thrust sounds and feels like suction around my cock, pulling me back in. “Gonna fill you up, Angel. Need you to come with me.”

For me.

Need to feel her sweet walls squeezing the cum from my cock, begging me for it.

I slip my hand between us and rub her clit.

“Just like that,” she pleads.

Yeah, baby, just like that.I thrust faster, working her up. Taking her mouth, I steal her moans, her tongue lashing more from me, her hands pulling and begging me to get her there.

I’m so close.

I slip my hand below her ass. She’s so wet. I barely need to tease her asshole to slip the tip of my finger inside.

Fuck. So hot. So fucking hot.

“Tell me you want me to take this ass with my cock, Angel.”


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