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“More,” Ivy says. “Not enough.”

That decides it for me. I wasn’t planning on fucking her yet, but I’m a man, and what man can resist such an invitation? I stand up and guide her to the sink. “Hold here.”

In seconds, all my clothes are off, and I’m as naked as the day I was born. I spread Ivy’s legs and guide my cock to her entrance.

“I want it hard, Alec. Don’t worry about the baby.”

I take her with one hard thrust.

“Yes, oh God, yes,” Ivy screams.

It’s a good thing that Joe and Maryann’s house is a distance away from the main cabin. The kind of noise we are making is enough to wake up the neighbors if we had any. Luckily, we don’t.

Ivy and I go at it like a pair of animals in heat. Her pussy is wet, tight, and hot. A deadly combination. My muscles tense from the effort of keeping control. I give her ass a light slap, and she moans deeply. I give the same treatment to her other ass cheek, and Ivy unravels. She drops her head as though all energy has left her. I grip her waist to hold her up as my orgasm edges closer. I fuck her harder and faster.

“I’m going to come, babe.”

“Come.” Ivy squeezes her thighs.

The sweet tightness of her pussy is too much, and I come with a roar, pumping into her until I’m all emptied out.

“That was insane,” I tell her a minute later as I pull her into my arms.

She rests her head on my shoulder, and I caress her back and ass. I love her softness and how her body molds into mine as though we were made for each other.

“The water will get cold,” I say, gently stepping away. I get into the water first and then take her hand to guide her in.

She settles between my legs and rests her head on my chest.

“Perfect,” Ivy says.

I grab the soap and rub it onto the top half of her body. This is where I belong. With Ivy. A feeling of contentment steals over me and settles. This is what love is. All along, the road that Ivy and I were on was leading here.

We were made for each other. It doesn’t matter the circumstances under which we met. What matters is what we feel for each other. I fucking love this woman.

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With Peter gone, I’m happy that I can comfortably house my parents when they visit from Florida. We are all excited to be going to the Andersons’ house for a barbecue. With our families about to meet, everything feels so real.

I finish dressing, grab my purse, and head to the living room. My father is already there, and he stands up when he sees me.

“Pregnancy suits you,” he says as I glide into his arms. “You look beautiful.”

“Thanks, Dad.” Tears suddenly fill my eyes, and I cling to him.

He draws back and wipes my tears with a finger. “You look so much like your mother when she was younger.”

“Who said I’m old now?” my mother says, walking into the room.

We all laugh, and the heavy emotions disappear. My mom kisses my cheek and pats my belly.

“I can’t wait to meet you, young lady,” she says.

“I think it’s a boy,” I tell her.

“I have a feeling she’s a girl,” my mother says.

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