Vegas, Baby - Volume 2

“If I weren’t so freaking hot for you right now, I’d give you endless grief over that lame line.” He shut me up with a deep kiss, eating at my mouth like he was starving.

His hand slid over my hip and into the apex of my thighs. I bit my lip to muffle a cry when he pushed two fingers into my pussy. “Always so ready for me,” he growled. “You want my cock, baby?”

“Yesss,” I moaned.

“You want me to stuff you full of my come and put a baby in this sexy belly?”

“Stop teasing me, Knox,” I whined, wiggling so his fingers would sink deeper.

“Do you?” he pressed, his mouth curving in a wicked smile.

“Yes. Do it.”

Knox wrapped his lips around one of my nipples and swirled his tongue around it, driving me wild. He pumped his digits a few more times before gliding them out. My pussy was fighting hard not to let them go, and I was so wet that the sound was audible when he pulled them out.

“Fuck,” he grunted as he switched to the other right peak. “I need to feel this pussy squeezing me.”

I moaned some sort of agreement and felt the tip of his cock at my entrance. My husband knew me well enough to place his hand over my mouth to stifle my cry of pleasure when he drove forward until he was balls deep.

He buried his head in the valley between my breasts and groaned. “So good.” Slowly at first, he pumped his hips in and out but quickly gained speed until he was slamming into me.

I bucked up to meet his every thrust, glad his hand was muffling my screams.

“Come, baby,” he demanded in a raspy voice. “I’m not going to last this time. The thought of planting my seed in you again is making it hard to hold back.”

He licked the tip of a nipple before blowing gently, making it harden even more. Then he bit down while he slipped a hand between us and pressed his thumb firmly on my clit.

His hand suddenly disappeared from my mouth, only to be replaced with his own. I shattered into a million tiny shards, and he swallowed my cries in a kiss that touched my soul.

His hot release spread through me, and it set off another, smaller orgasm. He kept pumping in and out and filling me with his come until it was spilling out onto my thighs. And still, he had more.

By the time he finally came to a stop, I had no doubt he’d gotten me pregnant. He gave me a tender kiss before collapsing on top of me. He kept most of his weight off of me with his elbows, but his pelvis stayed glued to mine, keeping as much of him inside me as possible.

“There’s no way you could put that much come inside me and not get me pregnant,” I joked.

“Maybe. But I’m gonna do it again as much as possible until we know for sure it worked.”

I giggled and shook my head. “How is that different from any other time in our life? Except now, you won’t be wearing a condom.”

Knox grunted and rolled to the side, taking me with him, so he continued to stay buried inside me. I snuggled into his warmth and sighed, completely content.

“Sing for me?” he requested softly.

I sang his tune and the words I’ve eventually written to go with it. When I finished, we were both ready to drift off.

“Moooooooommy!” Blared through the monitor, jerking us both up in the bed. “All done nap!”

I glanced at the clock to see that it had only been thirty minutes since we put her down. Knox growled playfully at the interruption. I smiled and patted his chest. “I’ll just go sing to her for a minute.”

He silently followed me out of bed and threw on his pants. Then he went with me to the nursery and leaned against the wall, watching us as I rocked and sang to our baby.

When she fell asleep, he carefully transferred her to her crib.

The next thing I knew, we were back in bed, and he was doing his damndest to make another one.

Just over two weeks later, he walked around with a smug grin when we found out he’d been successful. He was adorable, and every day, I was even more grateful for the day he burst into my life and gave me a happily ever after.