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She pushes her hips forward toward my mouth, craving more. I’m not playing any games tonight. I give it to her.

Slow, languid licks to cover every inch of her pussy and then a pulsing rhythm on her clit, I work hard until the taste of her pleasure makes its way into my mouth. She moans, bracing her hands on the top of the gray padded headboard and letting her head fall back until the tips of her long hair dance on the tops of my thighs.

Goddamn, if I’d only had the forethought to take off my own clothes before I started, I’d be ready to fuck my way through a concrete wall.

As it is, my hard cock begs to escape from the confines of my jeans.

Rocky’s belly only adds to her appeal as I lick my lips and lean back to get a look at my woman in all her glory. Heavy, perfect peaked tits, the sweetest round creation we made together, and soft, tanned skin—it’s almost more than my brain can comprehend.

And if it can even be believed, it’s more than that—more than the sexiest woman according to millions of people in the world. It’s the girl I’ve known since almost the beginning of our lives. The sweet innocence in her eyes and good soul they’re windows to.

Rocky Weaver is the one and only Rocky Weaver—and I’m certain I could never have been happy with anyone else.

I swirl my tongue and skate my fingers from her thighs to her stomach, all the way up to take the weight of her heavy, swollen breasts gently in my hands. I don’t go rough—I know they’re sensitive right now.

She moans, her mouth opening in the most exquisite showing, and when I return my mouth to her pussy and suck, she falls over the edge into the abyss of pleasure.

Sweet Jesus, watching her come should be the eighth wonder of the fucking world.

I cradle her weight, shuffling her from her knees on top of me to her side in the bed. I know she’s not supposed to lie flat on her back right now, so I take my time making sure she’s in the most comfortable position possible and her back is fully supported before standing at the side of the bed to take off my clothes. She watches avidly, recovery from the misty haze of her orgasm finally allowing her eyes to open and her concentration to return.

With a hand between my shoulder blades, I reach back and pull my T-shirt over my head and toss it to the side, and then I slide my jeans and boxer briefs down my legs to the floor.

Something about watching them mingle on the floor with the clothes she already took off makes my chest warm.

I climb on to my knees on the bed and slide down to my side in front of Rocky. One rogue strand of her hair falls in front of her face, so I reach out to tuck it behind her ear.

“You okay?” I ask.

She laughs a little. “Better than okay.”

My smile is bright and bold. “I’m glad the orgasm was good for you, baby. But I meant your position now. Nothing hurts?”

She laughs again, this time longer and with a shake of her head. “You know, there once was a time when lying on a bed wasn’t an actual sport for me.”

I bite my lip as I reach out to touch her stomach, resting my hand on the powerful swell of the baby as gently as I can. “You’re growing a baby. Your body is a fucking miracle.”

Just then, a thump pulses under my hand and explodes my whole world. Moisture in my eyes and the biggest fucking smile I can imagine in place, I look up to Rocky in wonder.

“I feel it. Oh my God, Rock. I feel it.”

A hand flies to her mouth as she apologizes. “I’m so sorry, Harrison. I can’t believe I never thought to ask you if you wanted to feel before now.”

An apology is the last thing I was after. “I’m not, baby. This is perfect. This whole night. You, this.” I shake my head. “You’re all better than I could have imagined.”

Rocky grabs my face in her hands and pulls our lips together, and I have no trouble taking it from there. Tongues dancing in unison, we work together to shift our bodies closer, and I pull Rocky’s tanned, slender leg over the top of my hip.

She breaks our mouths apart as I rub the tip of my cock through the evidence of her first orgasm and tuck it into the center of her pussy.

“God,” she moans slowly. “We look…”

“We look perfect together,” I finish for her, sliding an inch inside and then another.

She drops her head back, exposing her neck, and I take the opportunity to lean forward and taste the perfect skin of her throat.

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