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Shifting some of my weight onto my knees, I snap my hips and slam into her. Emma gasps, her head falling back as I begin to fuck her with long, hard strokes. I see a smile on her face, her arms and legs tightening around me.

She looks stunning like that. I can’t believe I’ve got a gorgeous woman like her in my bed, her pussy tight around my cock, and I barely know her.

And I don’t care. I just want to have her scream my name.

“You feel so good,” I whisper against her neck, rolling my hips before snapping them again, our bodies slapping together. “I love how you feel around my cock.”

“I love how you feel inside me,” Emma gasps, and I feel her hips shifting against me. “I love being fucked thoroughly.”

“And I will make sure you’re fucked thoroughly.”

If I have anything to do with it, I’m going to make sure Emma remembers the feel of me long after she’s left my room.

Shifting further up onto my knees, I hold her thighs apart, almost bending her in half, and adjust the angle of my thrusts. Immediately, Emma’s moans get louder and she arches her back off the bed, her eyes closing. I can’t take my eyes off her; it’s a fucking gorgeous sight.

Now this is one way to end a day like this.

“I’m so close, I’m so close,” Emma then reaches between us and starts rubbing her clit. “Keep…keep going…I…I’m going to…”

I’ve also found it hot when a woman pleasures herself, and this is incredible. My cock hardens even more as I feel her pussy fluttering and clamping down. A flush spreads across Emma’s body, and she stiffens, her breath catching in her chest. Then her eyes close and she lets out a long, low moan that makes her whole body shudder.

Fuck, I can’t hold back after that. My orgasm hits me hard, and I feel the room tilt as my cock releases inside, unable to leave the snug space. I’m aware of Emma saying my name, and it just makes me feel even more aroused. I love hearing my name coming from her lips.

Releasing her legs, I slump over her and manage to catch myself before I end up crushing her. For a moment, neither of us move, and all I can hear is the sound of us panting. Emma wraps her arms and legs around me and kisses me, the most sensual thing I’ve ever felt after something like that.

“I hope you’ve got more energy,” she whispers against my mouth. “I’m not done after one round.”

I groan when I hear that.

“Fuck, Emma…”

“I’ve got a lot of stamina. Just as long as you’re careful about my knee.” She runs a hand down my back. “I want to be able to walk later.”

My cock hardens at the sound of that. Fuck, that sounds like something I can get behind. Not that I want to stop.

For tonight, Emma is mine.

Emma

I can’t believe it. I stare at the two lines on the test. That can’t be right, surely? But when I double-check the box, it tells me what I’m looking at.

I’m pregnant.

Fuck.

I slump against the side of the bath, my head spinning. When I started feeling sick, I thought it was because I caught a bug from someone I came into contact with during my trip to France. It’s perfectly possible. I thought it would get better.

Until my period didn’t come. Twice.

How the fuck did I not check that I was pregnant after the first time I missed my period? But I’ve got the coil in. How is it possible that I managed to get pregnant with that in?

Pregnant by Mark. I’m carrying Mark Barnes’ baby.

I feel like I’m living in an incredibly bizarre dream. This can’t be happening. I can’t be pregnant from incredibly hot sex with Mark. This has to be a joke.

And I would be leaning towards that if this wasn’t the second test I’ve taken. Both of them say I’m pregnant.

Shit.

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