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I kiss Willow’s temple and pull her back against my chest so she rests in the cradle of my side, my arm wrapping around her tighter. My voice is thick with emotion, “I was thinking about our little girl and how much I love you.”

She cranes her neck, her eyes sparkling. “I love you too.” Excitement coats every word, “I can’t wait for her to get here.” She bites her lip with a thoughtful look on her face before she muses, “Do you think we have everything we need?”

I bark out a laugh, jostling her in my arms. “Little Bit,” I say in admonishment, “I think we have enough stuff for about five little girls.”

She gives a little shrug and I kiss the top of her head. Even if she doesn’t admit it out loud, she knows I’m right. She picked out the perfect nursery set, and we’ve been getting a lot of stuff from the family. Some of it is used, but none of it looks like it. Hell, considering the amount of stuff we’ve gotten, I wouldn’t be surprised if they never used it. The family tends to go overboard.

“I do think I want to try cloth diapers,” she says with a hint of insecurity in her voice.

I grab hold of my woman and shift her so she’s straddling my hips and sitting on my legs. I wish I could pull her a little closer, but her baby bump doesn’t allow us to be as close as we used to. Best thing to get between us ever. At least until we have another baby.

It’s probably so wrong I can picture her pregnant with another child already. She’d probably look at me with disapproval, so I keep such caveman thoughts to myself. For now.

I cup her cheeks and get lost in her eyes. Again. Always.

“If you want to do cloth diapers, then we’ll do cloth diapers.” I kiss the tip of her nose. “I trust you and you’re going to be an awesome mom.” I shrug one shoulder. “If cloth diapers are part of the mom you are, then so be it.”

She lets out a sigh of contentment and her hands slide up my chest and around my neck. When her nails skim the skin at the back of my head, I almost throw her onto the couch and ravage her. I love it when she touches me. My cock agrees.

“I just think it’s better for the environment.” Her tone is so fucking innocent, and I can’t stand it. I grip her hips and pull her a little closer, shifting down slightly so my cock is pressing against her pussy. The sweatpants I put on earlier make it so I can feel how much she wants me.

One of my hands slips around her back, skimming underneath my shirt she has on. I grip her ass, one of my fingers skimming right under the edge of her panties. The way Willow moans and arches her back pushes her tits up into my face. I nip at the hard peak on one of her breasts through the fabric of the shirt.

I open my mouth wide, covering the area and breathing my hot breath through the cotton. As she moans my name, I pull back. As I move across her chest, I tease her, “You just like all the cute patterns.”

Willow gasps in indignation and swats my shoulder lightly. “No,” she scoffs. “No way. Not even a little.”

I chuckle, sucking her covered nipple into my mouth. I make a humming sound, making her giggle and then moan when I bite down gently. She’s gotten more sensitive, but she still loves it when I play with her nipples. She’ll be soaking wet.

Perfect for me to get a taste of before I fill her with my cock.

After pulling back just enough, I yank my shirt up and off my woman. My goddess.

“Naughty girls tell lies, Willow,” I warn her.

She bites her lip, but it does nothing to hide the little glint in her eye. I groan before gripping her hips and sitting her on the couch next to me. Sliding off the couch onto my knees, I move in front of her, opening her legs as I do. I can tell her panties are soaked already and the way she looks, her round baby bump right there, has my cock throbbing in my sweats.

Leaning into her body, I kiss her hard. I nip at her bottom lip before I pull back and stare into her lust filled eyes. Her hands tug at the shoulders of my shirt and I reach back to pull it off. The way she looks at me makes me feel like I’ve won the fucking lottery. She never once balked at my size, both my stature and the extra weight I have on my frame. Instead, her eyes glaze over even more as she looks at me as her hands move through the hair on my chest.

Her voice is husky, “What are you going to do about it, Big Daddy?”

I let out a dark chuckle before slipping her panties down and off her legs. I open her up for me even more, gripping her thighs so she can’t close her legs. She’s pregnant with my baby, but being so open to me, so exposed, still makes a blush rise on her cheeks.

I kiss and lick down her body, sucking one and then the other nipple, rolling it against the roof of my mouth. The way she moans my name makes me want to move faster, to show her, to take her, but I don’t. I want to savor this.

It is our honeymoon after all. It’s the only one we’re going to get and soon our daughter will be here so I won’t have her undivided attention. I’m not complaining, but I’m a realist. I’m happy to share my Willow with our children, but I’m going to make sure my Little Bit always knows she comes first in my heart, in my life.

I kiss over the swell of her baby bump and hunch my body so I’m face to face with her pussy. I can see how wet she is, especially with the way I have her opened wide in front of me. Willow’s hands glide over my scalp before gripping my ears. I look up her body and arch an eyebrow, her brown eyes alight with mischief.

I can take a hint though and dive into her pussy like the starved man I am. I’m always hungry for her, always needing her. I glide my tongue through her pussy lips and get my first taste of her for the night, making me growl against her weeping opening. I lap at her, wanting to swallow down every drop.

When my fingers flex on her thighs, the weight and the newness of the ring on my finger makes my desire grow. She is mine, there’s no doubt of that, but I am just as much hers. I’m so fucking proud to wear her ring, the one which symbolizes that my Willow is my home. The only one I’ll need for the rest of my life.

I focus my attention on her clit, circling it with the tip of my tongue before sucking it into my mouth. Her back arches as much as it can as she releases one of my ears. I can’t see very well over the swell of her, but I know she’s touching her tits and teasing her nipples. I grunt into her as I use my shoulders to make sure she’ll keep her thighs open and plunge two fingers inside her tight channel.

Her hips buck, but she has nowhere to go. Her moans get louder and longer as I use my tongue to tease her clit. Fast. Slow. Circular. A barely there tease. I know what my woman likes, but I also like to keep her guessing sometimes. I can’t get enough of it when her pleasure takes her by surprise.

A tremor starts in her legs, and I know just how to send her over the edge. I use my teeth to bite down on her clit at the same time I find the spot inside her which sends her into the stratosphere. She’s fucking gorgeous when she comes.

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