“I’m up for the trying, not for the baby,” she clarified. “And aren’t boys even harder?”
“Maybe they’ll keep each other out of trouble.”
She raised a brow at me. “More likely they’ll feed off of each other. But seriously, I complain, but I love her. She’s the best parts of you and me together.”
“If you don’t want another yet, then I say we should at least practice every chance we get.” I sat on the couch and pulled her into my lap. “It did take us over a year last time to get it right.”
She giggled. “If you say so.”
“I do.” I laid her across my lap and hiked her skirt up to her waist, baring her round bottom. She was wearing the hot pink g-string I’d bought her the other day, the cute one with the little hearts on it. I’d made a habit of gifting her plenty of sexy underwear since I kept ripping them.
“You like them?” she asked, glancing back at me with a grin.
“Love them. I should go back and get more.” I leaned over and kissed each of her wrists before pinning them over her head.
“Hey! What if I need my hands?”
“You won’t. I’ve got enough for both of us.” I rubbed her curved ass cheeks and gave them a squeeze, even as I sent a smoky tendril up her leg. “I’ll take care of all your needs.” My hard cock pressed against her belly, and she writhed against it.
“I’m lucky I decided to call you that day. I never expected this type of full service,” she giggled. “And a lifetime warranty.”
“No, little witch, I’m the lucky one.”
Because here in my lap was everything I’d ever wanted. And I was never letting go.
THE END