I told my feet to move, but my eyes were glued to my wife’s flat belly while my cock was hardening at the memories of it round and swollen with our babies. I fucking loved seeing her pregnant, probably at an unhealthy level of obsession. But after five kids, I’d agreed to no more. It was Grace’s body, and I respected that.
However, neither of us could stand having anything between us when we made love, so condoms were out of the fucking question. But when Grace went to her doctor for birth control, the doctor had informed her that she was pregnant. I’d accidentally knocked her up eight weeks after Ramsey was born.
She couldn’t be too mad at me though, seeing as how she’d been the one to drag me into her office and demand I fuck her on her desk. After the doctor had given her the all-clear, she’d been nearly as insatiable as when she was pregnant. Not that I protested or complained…who would be that stupid?
Grace had me into the doctor to get a vasectomy before Aurora was even born nine months ago.
Apparently, it didn’t take…or I had super sperm. When she threw up the past two mornings, I teased her about being pregnant, to which she responded by turning green and bolting for the nearest bathroom.
The water shut off and Grace spun around, pulling my attention to her face. As I suspected, she looked only slightly annoyed rather than angry at the situation. We’d both wanted a big family, like the ones we’d grown up in. And we adored our children. This one would be loved every bit as much as the others.
“Good grief,” she sighed. “Seven kids.”
“We’re going to be bursting at the seams with grandchildren one day, baby,” I reminded her as I moved forward and pulled her into my arms.
A smile curved her mouth and she sighed again, but a little dreamily this time. “It’s going to be so fun! We’ll get all the baby loves, without all the hard stuff.” She paused and her eyes went wide as she thought about something for a second. “Holy crap. If all seven kids have just four babies…”
“Three kids,” I corrected.
“What?” Her brow furrowed as she tried to understand what I was saying.
“Only three of our children will be having babies.”
Grace frowned at me for another beat, then she rolled her eyes and muttered, “You’re going to have to accept that our girls are going to have sex someday, Hudson.”
I scoffed. “My sweet baby girls would never do that kind of thing.”
Grace snuggled a little closer, pressing her pelvis against the bulge straining to break free of my jeans. “But it’s okay for you to lick my whole body, spank my ass, put that giant cock inside my mouth and pussy, and all of the other dirty, sexy things you do to me? Because I’m someone’s daughter too.”
I winced. “Jonah doesn’t know I do all those things to you, baby.”
“So, you’re going to live in denial like my dad?”
“Exactly.”
Grace burst out laughing, and I quickly covered her mouth with my hand so she wouldn’t wake up Aurora, who was asleep in the nursery right next to the master bedroom. The rest of the kids were having a cousins campout at my parents’ place upstate.
“Speaking of spankings,” I growled in her ear. Her whole body shivered and precome leaked front the tip of my dick. “Think you can be quiet while I fuck you?”
Grace’s head bobbed up and down almost frantically.
“If you make even a single peep, I’ll have to turn your pretty little ass red.”
My wife moaned and leaned into me, making me grin. I scooped her into my arms, and she tucked her face into the crook of my neck as I headed for our bed. “I think I’ll tie you to the bed and drive you fucking wild before I sink my cock deep into your tight pussy.”
“You’re not going to break me this time,” she huffed. It was a little game we’d played from time to time since we were married. If she could keep silent while I made her come, she’d get to tie me up the next time we had sex.
Almost eight years together, and she’d never managed to win.
“Wanna bet?” I smirked.
Grace huffed, “You’re such a boy.”
I grinned and brushed a soft kiss over her temple. “You’re my favorite girl.”
First Love
Tucker Carrington knew what true, lasting love looked like. He grew up surrounded by it, but he never expected to feel it for himself when he was only twenty-one. Let alone for Eva Kendall, a girl he’d known since she was born. His best friend’s sister.
Since Eva was too young for him, Tucker had to wait for the right moment to make her his. Heading overseas for his father’s company, the distance didn’t stop him from keeping an eye on Eva. Because she was his first—and forever—love.