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Reaching under her dress to grab the round globes of her ass, I squeezed and bounced her harder, bucking up into her as she spurred me on with high-pitched moans, whining,yes, sir, yes…
Her pussy tightened and fluttered around me as I spilled inside her, groaning through my release, shaking and sweating as I held her in my arms.
I never wanted to let her go.
Eventually, Amelia pulled off of me. She placed a couple of soft kisses on my cheek before she went to change in the bathroom, leaving me panting and slack-jawed on the sofa, my mind blank and my body satisfied.
By the time she returned to the sofa, I’d had the decency to pull my pants back up. She curled up next to me, smiling, cuddling into my chest as I stroked her silky hair.
“I hope you’re hungry,” I said quietly. “I ordered practically everything on the menu.”
“Always. I’m always hungry, Nathaniel.”
I chuckled, kissing the top of her head. “I’ve noticed. Hey, it’s to be expected; you’re eating for two.”
She sighed dreamily. “Can you believe it? By this time next year, we’ll have a baby. Only six months to go before we get to welcome our child into the world.”
I gathered her up into my embrace, holding her close. “I could never have dreamed this is where I’d end up–with the woman of my dreams and a baby on the way. But now? I can’t imagine my life any differently. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Amelia.”
She blinked up at me through her long eyelashes, smiling. “And just think,” she said. “Our life together has just begun.”
We fell asleep but woke up before midnight to ring in the New Year the best way we knew how.
Together.
Epilogue
Amelia
Six Months Later…
“Nathaniel, wake up!”
He bolted upright in a panic, naked and panting, checking the expression on my face before jumping up out of bed. “OK! OK! Here we go!”
I chuckled at the sight of him; no clothes, hair mussed, grabbing the hospital bag before realizing he should probably put on some pants. It was three in the morning, and we’d had a few false alarms before now, but tonight my water broke. It was the real thing.
This was it.
The big day.
We got dressed, and I insisted on taking a quick shower before heading to the hospital. The contractions weren’t as terrible as I had expected; I had been practicing a lot of breath work. I just had to get through one spasm at a time, and not think about the one coming after that.
I could do this.
Nathaniel, however, was less composed. He drove us white-knuckled to the hospital, moving at an impossibly cautious speed, constantly glancing over at me as I breathed through each contraction.
“Nathaniel,” I said in between spurts of pain, clutching my belly, “the speed limit here is sixty. You’re going thirty-five.”
“Sorry, sorry. I’m just trying to be safe.”
“Do you want the baby to show up before we get to the hospital?”
That made him pick up the pace.
We went inside the hospital and made our way to the check-in counter. Nathaniel filled out the paperwork, but the nurse handed it back to him.
“Sir, just checking–is your wife’s name Nathaniel Dean?” she asked, with a quizzical expression.
