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I reached up for him, and he came willingly, dropping down into my arms and encircling me with them.

“You feel like everything,” he growled against my neck, his hips still slowly moving inside of me.

“You are everything,” I told him quietly.

And he fucked me like that, over and over, slow and steady, until I came one last time.

Seconds later, as he poured himself inside of me, I knew that if we kept playing with fire, things were bound to happen.

But then I remembered his earlier reply to my question over text.

Yes.

Short and simple.

Showing that he was in the same headspace as me, he rolled until I was sprawled on top of him. His cock was still inside of me, much smaller now than usual, but I could tell the potential for him to get hard again was right at the surface. As if all it would take was one thought and he’d be there, ready and willing.

“You know the really sad thing?” Louis said, voice somewhat melancholy. “I was kind of wanting it to be true.”

I rolled over and into him, pressing my lips against the side of his chest as I said, “Wanting what to be true?”

“That you wanted to have a baby. With me.”Chapter 9

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Louis

I slapped Calloway’s ass a little harder than normal, causing her to squeal and roll over in bed, a look of affront on her face.

“Was that necessary?” she asked with a sneer.

I grinned and latched onto her foot, pulling her to the bottom of the bed. Still, she remained stubbornly in place.

“You’re going to be late for school. And then you’ll have to deal with Principal Hardass,” I teased.

Sadly, she knew I was right, which was why she reluctantly peeled herself out of bed.

“Fine,” she grumbled as she walked naked to my bathroom. “But I’m highly offended by your cheery attitude.”

I let her do her thing in the bathroom, and only when I heard the water turn on did I go to the door and push it slightly open.

She was still naked, only she was bending over the sink now using the toothbrush I’d laid out for her when I’d been in there earlier.

She looked at me in the mirror, grinning when she saw the lust written there.

Then she gave her ass a slight shake, and I decided that she could be late. Thinking that I wouldn’t act on her actions, she looked down at the sink and continued to brush her teeth.

Reaching for my belt buckle, I undid it and the button. The zipper soon followed.

With the water on high, she didn’t hear these things.

In fact, she was completely oblivious to what was coming toward her until I walked right up to her and shoved a finger straight into her pussy.

She was still wet from the night before.

I’d come in her multiple times, and I was about to do it again.

“Jesus,” she gasped, her body tilting backward to my seeking finger even though her head was snapping up in surprise.

I grinned at her, then guided her legs completely closed so that she was at the best height I could get her to.

Seconds later, I was lining my hard dick up with her entrance and shoving it inside.

She gasped and moaned, then nearly gagged herself on the toothbrush.

I laughed with my cock halfway inside of her, causing her to scowl and drop the brush in the sink.

Seconds later, she was bending over farther to rinse her mouth out.

Once she was done, I forced my cock the rest of the way inside of her, causing her to halt in the process of turning the water off. Instead, she latched onto the neck of the faucet and held on as I took her hard and fast.

Her pussy was wet. So wet. With me. With her. With our combined juices.

Jesus, it was the best thing I’d ever felt in my life.

I felt so damn primal at that moment in time that if I didn’t get her pregnant with this attempt, then it’d be a goddamn travesty.

The thought of her pregnant with a kid was everything that I wanted out of life at this moment in time.

I wanted to see her swelling with my kid.

I wanted to feel the baby that I helped make growing in her belly.

I wanted it so badly I could practically taste it.

Her irrevocably tied to me forever, not able to walk away, sounded like a dream come true.

Because I knew that, despite my words, Calloway was still rather upset with me. She was just waiting for me to screw up. To back off again like I’d done last time.

Well, it wouldn’t be happening. I’d die before I made that choice.

“Get yourself off,” I ordered.

She did, and I looked forward, watching the muscles along her shoulders work as she drew slow circles around her clit.