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“You like being on this dick, li’l mama?”

“I love it, Drè.” I moaned heavily as he slammed into me again.

I bounced up and down on him as he continued to slam into me. It wasn’t long before he had me on the floor on my hands and knees, and he was taking me powerfully and hard from the back. My back perfected a deep arch, and I worked my ass fast and furious, trying to drag another nut from him.

“Nah, baby. You’re not gonna get this nut until you coax that bitch outta here. Let me feel that pussy drag it out, ma. I need her to cum on me so that I can slip it out.”

He smacked my ass and thrust into me again. He repeatedly worked me from behind until my back ached, my knees hurt, and my pussy felt like she was stroking out.

“I have to cum, Drè,” I cried out as I worked my ass in circles even faster.

He smacked my ass again. “Told you, you gotta work for this nut.”

I dropped down low, fingered my pussy, and then reached back and cupped his balls, working them over. He slid a finger into my ass and plundered me until I screamed out as I released on him. Finally, I welcomed his hot seed shooting inside of me, and it was just as intense as when it shot down my throat.

“I think that was it, baby.” He grumbled inside of my ear.

“What was it?” I asked when he helped pull me off the floor.

“That was our first set of twins,” he explained, carrying me to the shower.

I laughed. “Boy, have you lost your damn mind?”

“I’m just saying, it might be a possibility. Kalandra has a set, and Solomon has two sets.”

“Drè, that’s not going to be our reality,” I argued.

“We’ll see in nine months,” he replied cockily, licking his lips and turning on the shower.

“How do you figure?”

“Baby, I got that super sperm. That paired with my determination, we’re all set for getting as many babies out of you as quickly as possible.”

“I can’t stand you!” I exclaimed, slapping his shoulder.

He laughed, stuck his tongue out at me, and pulled me into the shower with him.

“You love my black ass.”

I kissed him and pulled back. “That, I do.”

He was my best friend, my attentive lover, my source of comfort and strength, my protector, and my provider. He was everything that I needed, and I could only imagine our love and marriage would only get better with time.

Chapter 20

Andrès

ONE MONTH LATER

“Bae, where are you?” I called out, walking into the house.

When I didn’t find her downstairs or hear her, I headed upstairs to the master suite.

“Bae, where are you?” I called again. Her car was in the garage, so I knew she was here.

“I’m in here,” she called out from the bathroom.

I headed inside and found her soaking in the bathtub, reading a book.