Crave Her Curves

Both of them gave me a fright on the day Bethany was born. Hearing Ava in pain during the birth, I honestly wasn’t prepared for any of that, and then, my daughter’s first cry as she came into this world.

I loved my daughter instantly as the doctors placed her on my wife’s chest.

Cupping the back of Bethany’s head, I hold her in my arms, and Ava snuggles against me.

“I know you want to wait, but don’t you want to fill our very large house with more of these?” she asks.

“I do. More than anything.”

“Then why are you so determined to wait?”

Staring into her blue eyes, I kiss her lips. “I’ve got my reasons.”

“Let me hear them.”

Looking down at Bethany, I sigh. “Shall I tell Mommy all the reasons I want to wait to have a baby?” Bethany doesn’t say a word, but her cuteness is a massive overload. “Because I don’t want to share her with anyone else. I can’t stand to hear her cry out in pain, and above all else, I don’t think I can go through the risk of anything happening to you.” I lift my head up and look into her eyes. “I love you, Ava. I can’t imagine my world without you in it, and I refuse to settle.”

She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling my head down to her lips. “I love you, Mitch. I can wait for more kids. I’ve got you and Bethany.”

And she’s completing her college education online, but I don’t bring that up. I know deep down, she’s actually loving being a mother.

With my wife in one arm, my baby girl in another, I can’t help but think of Ava heavily pregnant with my child. Just watching her turned me on. The sex was incredible. It’s still amazing now, but she had pregnancy hormones.

Maybe I won’t make her wait too long.

After all, I’m still a selfish bastard at heart when it comes to Ava. I always want more.

The End