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Plus, the babies need you to rest now, because when they come, it will be all hands on deck.

“I also have selfish reasons for letting you oversleep, because you’ll not be sleeping tonight,” I say with a mischievous grin, attacking her with kisses.

Josephine squeals like she always does when I tickle her with my morning scruff. My favorite place to over sensitize her is between her thighs. Needing to taste her sweet ambrosia, I start tracking kisses down her body to the honey pot between her legs.

“Oh, stop. I need to pee. I feel like I had the weight of the world resting on my bladder.”

I bite my tongue. My catcher’s mitt size hand was definitely the culprit for the extra weight she refers to. Not going to tell her I was palming our babies inside of her—don’t need to give her a reason to be pissed at me and back out of the wedding before we tie the knot.

Instead, I roll off of her and watch her delectable ass bouncing in her skimpy panties as she races to the bathroom. She’s been peeing more lately—hard to believe the little tykes are already weighing on her bladder, but Stella said she was the same way with both the girls in the first month—something about the uterus shifting to allow the babies to grow and pressing along the bladder.

When my Pixie returns from the bathroom, I can’t help my grin from growing wolfish. “Get your sexy ass back in bed.”

She ignores my command and shakes her head, throwing her hair in a ponytail. “We need to hit the trails. I have to meet Jared and the girls in two hours for breakfast and spa treatments.”

I groan and flop against the pillows, my cock fully saluting my boxer-briefs. “Baby, let’s take today off. I want to worship your body.” I slap the bed. “Here! Now, woman.”

“We’ve already agreed to take tomorrow off after our wedding. Get your butt up.” Josephine yanks her tank top off and digs through her dresser for a running outfit.

I eye her tits, noticing the increased fullness and darkening of her areolas.Mamá boobs.Salivating, I bite my bottom lip to stop my drooling, eager to suck them into my mouth.

When Josephine pulls her sports bra out, I burst from the bed. I know for a fact if she gets the cock-blocking fabric over her luscious breasts, I’m shit out of luck. Snatching the bra from her dainty hand, I sling-shot it clear across the room.

Josephine balks. “Maceo, what are you doing?!”

Taking her by the hips, I walk her backwards to the bed. “Doing the Spaniard thing and conquering my Viking woman’s body,” I tease, pushing her on the bed and climbing on top of her, removing her panties as I go.

Before she can protest, my lips silence hers, loving how her mouth responds to mine. Her mind might be screaming today’s agenda at her, but her body is all for what I’m offering, arching off the bed to be reacquainted with mine.

My fingers pluck and tweak her ripe nipples, making Josephine scrunch her eyes tight and hiss.

Hmm, overly sensitive?Going forward in this pregnancy, I’ll have to remember her breasts are tender and I can’t be rough.

To make up for my harshness, I bend and lave her nipples with my tongue to soothe the burn I caused.

My woman moans her approval. It’s music to my ears, hearing her enjoying my touch. I continue the path I started earlier, walking my lips down her abdomen—kissing above her mound twice for each of our babies—and parting her hairless pussy lips already glistening with her arousal.

Damn.I’ve struck gold when I found her.

Without warning, Josephine grabs my head and shoves my mouth down on her. Fuck, how I love it when my Pixie gets all aggressive and needy in the bedroom. It turns my already rock-hard dick to solid steel, stretching it to the max.

Groaning with approval, I suck on her tender clit, coaxing the pretty pearl out from under its hood. Wanting to send her into overdrive, I use the broad side of my tongue to flick her with my barbell. Josephine whimpers and the sound catapults my desire to a new level. Needing to taste more of her, I dive my tongue into her pussy and lap at her sugary cream.

Josephine pants and digs her nails into my scalp. “Oh, fuck!”

“That’s it, Pixie. Come. Come on my tongue.”

One moment I’m sandwiched between her slender thighs. Next, I’m on my back, staring at the ceiling.

What fucking ninja move was that?Not one I’ve taught her. She must have gotten lessons on the side from one or all of my brothers.

Shocked, I look down the length of my body and watch my sexy kitten push down my boxer briefs before straddling my lap. My fingers eagerly grab hold of her hips and help her slide down my leaking shaft.

“I’d rather come on your cock,” she moans, as I enter her to the hilt.

“Shiiit!” I grit when she starts working her hips in a delicious rotation. “Baby, you’re killing me.”

Josephine doesn’t ease into it. She rides me like a bucking bronco, bouncing on my greedy dick. Her hands plant themselves on my heaving chest, giving her more leverage to slide along my length. I watch in awe as she throws her head back, her ashen-brown hair brushing against my hands on her waist like silk ribbons.

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