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“God, I want you.” He buries his face in my breasts and then presses his body against mine.
“I heard sex can induce labor?” It sounds like a question.
Sean lifts his head and locks his eyes on mine. “I know. Do you really want to?”
“Do you really find this,” I gesture to my massive self, “appealing?”
A deep growl rumbles through his chest in an answer. Then his lips are on me, moving, relearning the shape of my body, and the swell of my belly. I’m lost in his kisses, not worrying for once. This is different. I didn’t know how I’d feel about it and didn’t think we’d have a chance. It’s past the due date.
Kissing. Touching. And then sharp stabbing pain. I press my hand to my belly, jerk upright, and gasp. Sean backs away, watching me. “Are you all right?”
I nod slowly as the pain fades. “Yeah. Fake contraction.”
“How long has that been going on?”
“A couple of weeks.”
He leans in cautiously. Kisses my neck once, and asks, “Do you want me to stop?”
I shake my head. “I miss you, and the contractions are fake—Braxton-Hicks thingies.” Sean grins as if he knows something I do not. Cocking my head to the side, I try to convince him further, “Seriously. They’re so far apart that it doesn’t matter—” my word catches as another sharp pain hits which causes me to catch my breath. I lean forward, hand on belly, and press my eyes shut to endure the stab of pain.
When I open my eyes, Sean sits up beside me, grinning ear to ear. “I think it’s baby time, Miss Smith.”
