#Babymachine (Baby Crazy 1)

“Fuck, baby! You’re goddamn incredible. Fucking incredible…” He jerked in top of me, still coming and shouting loud enough to echo in the room.

Finally, I was able to breathe when his hands slid away from my sweat damp throat.

“I love you, Mason,” was my harsh pant. Small tremors traced through my body. I could even feel the sizzle from our sex in my teeth. I’d never cum that hard in my whole life.

“I love you too, sweet thing,” he said, gasping and holding me close. “You always.”

I smiled at him, still breathing hard.

“Good,” was my low mewl. “Because remember how you said I was your most precious asset? How you were so careful carrying me up the stairs?”

Immediately, my man swung around to look at me, blue eyes blazing. After nine children, he knew what I was hinting at before I even said it.

“Beth,” came that low growl. “Are you telling me …?”

And I nodded, slipping my hand into his even as our hearts joined together once more.

“Yes, Mr. Carlton. You’re going to be a daddy again, this time to baby number ten. Are you ready for that? Ten kids in ten years? You’re a baby machine after all. Your swimmers are so powerful and virile.”

And the CEO leaned in for a kiss, his eyes worshipful as he gathered me close.

“Sweetheart, as much as I love you, you’ve gotten it wrong. I gave you the juice, but honey, you’re the baby machine. And I love you even more for it. I can’t wait for this child, and I hope she has your brown hair, brown eyes and sweet smile.”

And with another contented sigh, I melted into Mason’s arms, almost drunk on love. Because trust was hard to build after the initial meltdown during the first year of our relationship. But now, ten years later, our hearts are united and our heads are in the same space. Plus, I’m ripe again with his child for the tenth time … and secretly, I want even more!

THE END