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“It’s not going to be the same,” he says, “but I’m happy for you, Nate. Happy for both of you.”
We head back to the kitchen, where Andrea has put out sandwiches, and Nora and Cherry are fussing over cake designs. As soon as Cherry has endured enough of Nora’s wedding plans, I grab her by the hand and haul her up the stairs to my bedroom.
“I’ve never actually been in this room,” Cherry says.
“Well? What do you think?”
“Hmm...” She looks around critically, one fingertip pressed to her chin. “Your furniture is boring.”
“Really?” I laugh. “I think the word you are looking for is modern.”
“Meh.” Cherry shrugs, then laughs along with me.
“There is one piece of furniture I’d like you to become quite familiar with.” I pull her close to me and grip her backside. I grind my hard dick against her until she starts to moan. “You want some of that, baby?”
“Oh, yes!” Cherry grins up at me as I maneuver her to the edge of the bed and lay her down on her back.
Slowly, I run my hand down her arm and over her hip. I grip the back of her thigh as I run my mouth down the side of her throat, licking her skin and blowing warm air over her. Cherry shivers and moans again. I quickly pull her shirt over her head and release her bra before I pull off my own shirt. A moment later, all of our clothing is scattered around the floor, and I go back to kissing her everywhere.
“You’re driving me crazy,” Cherry says as I run my tongue over her nipples.
“I want you crazy,” I say in a dark, husky voice. “I want you crazy for my touch, my kisses, and my cock.”
I slide my cock between her legs, rubbing up and down her folds and grinding against her. I run my hand from her breast to her side and then to her abdomen. I hesitate, glancing down at my hand on her stomach.
“It won’t hurt the baby,” Cherry says. “I looked it up.”
“You did?” I ask, and she nods. “Maybe you should be on top though.”
I grip her hips and roll to my back with Cherry straddling me. I tense as I watch her grip the base of my cock, smiling playfully as she runs her hand up and down it a few times before positioning me at her entrance. She lowers herself over me, encompassing me—body and soul.
We move together slowly and rhythmically. There is no rush, no pressure, no hurry. When she leans down to kiss me, it’s soft and gentle. I touch her back, her shoulders, and her arms, and she gently cups my face and balances herself with her other hand. I watch her face as her cheeks go flush, her eyes close, and her breathing increases. She moves faster, and my cock starts to throb.
Cherry gasps and tenses, groaning my name as her entire body shudders. That’s all I need to send me over the edge, and with my head pressed back against the pillow, I push up into her a final time, feeling all the glorious tension in my body melting away as I fill her. Cherry gasps and collapses on top of me, her hot breath coating my shoulder as I reach up and run my fingers through her hair.
“I love you so much,” I whisper.
“I love you, too, Nate. Forever.”
“I can’t wait to marry you and start a new life with you and our baby.”
“I’m glad to hear that. Now I just need to figure out where I’m going to school so we know where to start.”
“True.” I hug her close once more before she rolls off of me, and we both lie on our backs, staring at the ceiling and catching our breath.
I feel the warmth of her body close to mine, and I close my eyes as my body starts to feel heavy. Just before I fall asleep, Cherry speaks.
“What are you going to do while I’m in school?”
“I’ve been thinking about that a bit,” I reply as I try to regain my senses. “I’m not sure how you will feel about it though.”
“What are you thinking?”
“I think I might just want to be a stay-at-home dad.” I feel myself blush a little as I say it out loud. “I know that’s pretty nontraditional and all, but I can’t imagine putting my kid in daycare. I think I might be too paranoid for that, and I like the idea of raising our kids myself.”
Cherry doesn’t say anything, and I’m afraid to look over and see her reaction. My heart starts to beat faster, and I feel the need to defend my position.
“Money is never going to be an issue for us,” I say, “so I wouldn’t have to get a job doing something else. I don’t know what I’d do anyway. What the hell would my resume look like?” I laugh nervously. “I don’t really have much experience with kids except for Antony’s daughter, but I know I like them. I think I might be good at it, and—”
