Page 77 of Kissing My Crush


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Amara starts to giggle, and I look to the floor at our side where her focus is settled. “I really liked those panties too.”

A shredded piece of lace is torn in two, and at that moment I don’t even remember taking them off of her.

“We’ll buy you more.” I assure her, leaning in to kiss her. “So that I can tear them off again.” I smile against her lips when she attempts to protest. Laying her down I crawl over her, and she starts to unbutton my shirt.

“Shower,” I ask, and she yawns, but nods her head.

Together we stand and make our way to the bathroom, stripping down and stepping into the oversized shower. The second we flip on the water the multiple shower heads cover our bodies with warm water and it feels amazing after a long day.

With her back to me I position my body behind hers and hold her to me, kissing her shoulder.

“Thank you for today,” I whisper, and she nuzzles me, “thank you for my son.” When she sighs and I feel her body shudder I know I’ve touched that place deep within her soul. I know because every single time I see her or my son, I feel that same deep ache of my own. When I say they are my world, I mean I revolve around them, they give me purpose, they make me a better man.

“I want more babies,” with an emotional twist she begins to laugh. “Lots of babies.”

“Slow down there big guy,” she looks back at me. “Our son isn’t even a year old yet, but I’m all about practicing. In fact I am willing to practice as often as we can.”

“Are you denying me babies,” I arch a brow trying not to smile.

“There will be more babies, I promise. How can I deny a man that makes the most beautiful ones I’ve ever seen?” Amara beams at me. “I’m just saying, that I just got my ass to fit into my pre-pregnancy jeans.”

“I love this ass,” I grip her and offer an appreciative squeeze. “Before, during and after,” she is so worried about how her body changed with Jacob, but I myself love my wife’s newfound curves. She fills out a pair of pants to perfection.

“A year,” she says, interrupting my dirty thoughts.

“A whole year,” I complain, making her smile.

“You’ll be fine,” and I know I will, but seeing her carrying my child was one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.

After we spent far too long in the shower, we made our way to the bed and for the first time I fell asleep with my wife in my arms.

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