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I sat on my knees and loosened my tie. I pulled it from neck.
“You used to fantasize about carrying my baby?”
She nodded slowly. “I did.” Her blue eyes sparkled. “I still do.”
“You might already be pregnant, princess. You’re not on birth control. I came five times that night. I think we have a good chance it has already happened.” My cock strained against
my pants. Fuck. I had to get these off. Thinking of how wild we were the other night made me want to try everything a second time. “I’m asking if you want me to give you that fantasy. I’m asking if you want me to take every chance we have to make sure you’re pregnant. Do you want me to give you our baby?”
“Oh, Nic.” She breathed. Her tits tightened to pointy buds.
I lashed my tongue over them, kissing and sucking.
“Is that a yes?” I asked, finally getting my buckle unhitched and kicked my pants to the floor. I groaned when my cock hit the cold air inside the jet. It stood at full attention, hard and throbbing.
“Don’t you understand? I want to fuck you now. Tonight. In the shower. When we wake up. I want you pregnant. I want this, Kenley. Tell me you want it.”
Her hand wrapped around my shaft.
She pointed the head to her opening. I seized at how wet and hot her pussy was.
“Fuck, baby,” I hissed. “Please tell me it’s a yes.”
“Yes,” she whispered. “I want your baby.”
I growled long and low.
And I knew I was going to fuck her like I never had.
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Kenley
“Oh Nic,” I whimpered as he pushed into me, hooking my knees under his arms. He was deep inside me with the first thrust.
I wanted this. I wanted him to fill me. To come so hard I was spilling over with his release. To love me. To give me his baby. I just never imagined we’d make a baby on the Sauvage family jet.
He reached behind my head, grabbing pillows and shoved them under my ass. I was lifted in the air as he cock sliced into me at an incredible angle.
“Fuck, princess. You feel so good.”
I smiled at my prince. “Y-yes,” I stammered, overwhelmed with the enormity of our decision.
He wanted a baby with me. Our baby.
He surged in and out as we climbed higher and higher, lost in our euphoria. I couldn’t touch him enough. I wanted to tell him everything he meant to me. Everything our conversation meant, but the only way I could show him was through my body.
“Touch yourself,” he growled.
My hands fell to my folds and I separated them as a rush of air washed over my clit. I moaned.
“Oh fuck, baby.” He eyed me hungrily as he pumped in and out, striving to hit farther every time.
My fingers circled my clit and I moaned. There was so much tension coiled in my body. His words had turned me on in a completely different way.
We were making a baby.
I looked in his eyes. His stare devoured me. I panted, strumming over the hard bud. I was soaking wet and massaged the slickness between my slit and to his cock.
