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“Ames?” I call, walking through our bedroom toward the master bath.
“Hey,” she says as I stop in the doorway. She’s fully naked and toweling off, so I happily soak in the view. And the smell. I walk over to her. “You smell incredible,” I whisper, wrapping my arm around her bump and kissing her neck.
She just got out of the bath, and she smells like honeysuckle and roses. Plus her. I remember learning about pheromones in biology in tenth grade. For the next month, the guys and I kept lifting our arms and then pulling the girls close so their faces were in our armpits and jokingly asking them if we smelled good. Pretty sure Rae bruised my rib from hitting me so hard when I did it to her. Of course, when Aaron did it to her, she just laughed and tickled him.
Looking back now, it’s obvious why. We don’t think about how it plays into our relationships because we like to pretend we’re more evolved than being attracted to someone’s scent, but I think it’s part of the whole package. I like how my girl smells and tastes. Why would you want to be with someone who didn’t attract you in that way? I can tell when she’s horny, and it turns me on more. Like right now. I fucking love it.
She spins around and sucks on my neck. “You smell good too. But you’re wearing too many clothes.”
I pull my shirt over my head with one hand and drop my pants and boxers down with the other. She gasps as my dick springs free.
“You need something, gorgeous?” I ask, walking her backward to the wall.
“You,” she moans.
“Good.” Wrapping an arm around her low back, I lift her up.
“Miles! I’m too big for this.”
“Shush, baby mama. I’ve got you.”
Leaning back, I lift her up a little more, then guide her onto my cock. This is how I need her. Hard and fast. Right here in the bathroom.
“God, you’re fucking beautiful.” With my free hand, I stroke her clit. She’s wet and swollen and needs this. She rests her head against the wall and closes her eyes.
“I was thinking of you in the bathtub. Wishing you were in there with me. I got out to come find you.”
“I always know what you need, baby. Right now, you need to come so hard your legs shake. Then I’ll carry you to the bed and do it all over again.”
“Yes,” she cries out, then there’s a sudden burst of wetness. I look down, eyes wide. Amelia has never squirted. She said she tried for years with toys, but it doesn’t seem to be her thing.
I look back up at her. “Did you just—”
“No,” she says, voice a little panicky. “That wasn’t me squirting. Or… peeing.” My eyes widen. “My water just broke.”
“Are you in labor?” I sputter.
She bites her lip. “I had some mild contractions last night. They got a little stronger this morning. That’s why I took a bath. Then everything felt swollen down there, and I started thinking of you. I might’ve touched myself a little. Then I was coming to find you.”
And now my cock is covered in her amniotic fluid.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I didn’t want you to worry before you needed to.”
“That’s why I take the special little pill now. I could’ve been rubbing your back and taking care of you.”
“You did rub my back. And you always take care of me.”
“You still should’ve told me.” She winces and her legs tighten around my waist. “Are you having another contraction?” She nods. “Okay, this is me being appropriately concerned. It’s time to go to the hospital.”
“Yeah, I think it is.”
I finally pull out of her and set her carefully on the floor. “You clean up. I’m going to clean up. Then I’ll grab your bag and we’ll go. See? Calm.”
She laughs. I’m glad this is funny.
Even though calm is a bit of a stretch. I’m not freaking out, but I’m acutely aware we’re about to have a baby, and since I don’t think all the pills in the world would help me stay calm enough to deliver our baby in the car, it’s time to go.
