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“If that’s the case, then we might as well not waste the night sleeping.” Peyton gives me a sexy smile and digs her heels into my ass. Somewhere around the third time I emptied my cock into my best friend’s little sister, I whisper, “Marry me, Peyton. I can’t live without you, baby.”

Epilogue

Peyton

Six months later, life is pretty damn good. My entire extended family waits for me down on the beach. I can see the tiki torches through the bathroom windows burning as the sun lowers in the sky. If anyone were to look over their shoulders and focus they’d get a real eyeful and a memory they never bargained for.

As the bride, I should be down there. I have the designer wedding gown with lace and satin from a crazy in-demand designer that Oliver knows. A stylist has tamed my hair into a lovely mass of cascading curls; also, my Italian-made bra and panty set costs more than my last car. And my shoes are custom made by Jimmy Choo. Currently, everything except the shoes is in a puddle at my feet because the groom is teasing my clit into a feverish burn.

While we are up in the master bathroom of Jude’s Bahamian beach house, two hundred guests drink champagne below us, waiting for the ceremony to start. The reason for the delay is because my husband wants to claim me good a proper—his words— now so he can do it all over again after putting a ring on it.

And I am one hundred and ten percent good with that.

Jude whispers a delicate tease over my puckered entrance while never taking his attention off my little nub.

I gasp and moan a little at the surprise.

“Mmm… I have an idea, baby,” he purrs wickedly.

God that deep voice of his makes me wetter.

“You promised me that I’d walk down the aisle with my pussy full of your cum.” I catch his glance in the mirror and see a desire there I’ve grown to crave like air in my lungs. My arms are looped back around his neck as I lean my back against his front. We are facing the mirror together and the sight is breathtaking.

Jude focuses on stroking my clit with his broad thumb and I widen my stance, granting him greater access. My knees feel weak while he changes focus and teases my greedy nipples into tight peaks. I am so full of love for this man, our unborn baby, and Lila; I can’t believe the turn my life has taken. It is like a dream, but every day Jude dedicates himself to proving to me his love and dedication are what I deserve. Whatwedeserve as a family. My family.

Now that there’s no danger of my past coming back to haunt any of us I sleep easier. You see, that sleaze Conner, caught a bullet when a jewel heist of a swanky jeweler went sideways two months ago. When the news broke I didn’t know if I wanted to cry from relief or dance. Instead, I walked into my living room and kissed my man.

“Jude,” I whimper, pushing back into him.

“I know, sweetheart, but that was before we knew you’d be knocked up before the wedding.”

My laugh lengthens into a moan. “Don’t act all innocent. You made it your mission to get me pregnant as quickly as possible.”

He tugs at my nipple and chuckles. “Guilty as charged but you didn’t seem to mind.”

Fuck, my breasts are so sensitive with being pregnant I am on the brink of coming just with that. Add in him swirling the pad of his thumb over my clit, and I am dizzy with desire for my husband-to-be.

“I was just being polite.”

“Lila asked for a baby brother or sister for her next birthday. I was just multitasking.”

“We are going to be late for our wedding, Jude. Hurry, I need you.”

“They can wait for us. There’s plenty of drinks and food. I told the servers to keep them happy until we arrived.”

“If you’re not going to fuck my pussy, will you at least fuck my ass?” I grind out. I am so damn horny being pregnant.

“Since you asked so nicely.” Jude kisses my neck then pulls something out of a drawer.

“A dildo?” My mouth hinges open a little making him chuckle.

I suck in a deep breath when he teases my slit with the fat head and eases it in. “Jude,” I whine, torn between wanting his cock there and loving this new sensation.

I’m five months along and the doctor assured me that sexual activity won’t harm the baby, but Jude doesn’t believe him. So we’ve done a lot of oral and some ass play, but it’s just not enough. But Jude refuses to make love to me.

“Oh, that’s so good.” My eyes close and I lean over the bathroom counter as much as my growing baby bump allows.

He pulls the dildo out until the head is perched at the entrance. “I think I found a workaround, baby. It’s not as big as me which is the point and I still get to make you scream with pleasure.”

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