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I begin to move, slow but with purpose. Deep, dragging strokes that are almost more tortuous for her. It’s in how her breath shallows and she moans. Her head falls to the side and the rest of her body arches up into mine.

She’s feeling what I’m feeling—the intense sensations washing over us as every movement, no matter how slow and calculated, brings us closer to climax.

My thick cock slides into her and ignites a thousand pulses of pleasure throughout the rest of my muscled body. I fight to keep going, take my time, soak in the moment alongside her.

She’s so wet and tight that every stroke is like sinking into velvet heaven.

I bury a hand in her tiny, zigzag curls and tug ’til I’m angling her head, turning her face back up to mine, and crushing my lips to hers.

We’ve returned to our deep kisses, simultaneously developing the perfect rhythm. We rock together, our limbs everywhere. Her arms and legs interlocked with mine and mine with hers, our bodies joined in every sense of the word.

My pelvis aligned with hers, her clit’s stimulated. She mewls at the friction and grinds her hips into me. I help her, scooping an arm under her thigh and coming in even closer, so that I can feel her gushing wet pussy lips and clit mashing against me. No fingers involved. She loses it.

Delphine comes with a deep quiver and rake of her nails down my forearms. She clutches to me as we continue rocking, continue the delicious, tortuous friction that’s just pushed her over the edge.

That pushes me over the edge.

I let go as she does. Our penchant for shared orgasms unmatched.

I can hear the huskiness in my voice as I grunt and buck into her several more times. My muscles twitch and my balls tighten.

“Fuck!” I yell out as I plant myself and spill my release into her.

She hasn’t let go, clinging to me, legs still flexibly banded around my hips in a crisscross.

I’m spinning for who knows how many seconds. I’m swimming in the same sea of ecstasy as she is. A full-body tremor wracks through me and leaves me spent and shaken. I’m lucid enough to recognize the beautiful glowing face looking up at me.

I crack a smile and kiss her on the lips.

In the kind of adoring way a man kisses the woman he loves.

I might as well be drunk. I don’t know what’s happening other than I’m momentarily the happiest man on the planet, wrapping my wife up in my arms.

In this moment, she’s mine. I’m here, and nothing can change that.

“Phi,” I blurt out, intoxicated as fuck. “I want you to stop taking your birth control.”

She giggles at first then stops when she sees the expression on my face. “You’re being serious?”

“If you took the last one yesterday, I came in you today, could you still get pregnant?”

“Jon, where is this coming from? Why do you want me pregnant?”

Because I want you to have my child… even if I’m not around to experience it…

I slide my hand along her spine ’til it rests at her tailbone. “I really want that future with you, Phi.”

“We have time. When this is over with your father, we’ll figure out how to move forward. I want to start that life with you…ourlife together.”

Her eyes close as I press my lips to her forehead. “You’re going to be amazing. When do you do become a mother. You’ll be great.”

“You’ll be there,” she says, giving me a funny look. “Why are you saying it like that?”

“Like what?”

“Like you’re speaking about me only and not you.”

“Because I can’t wait for you to bear my children.”

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