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“Very much. More than I thought even possible.”
She laughed and pushed my hair back. “You’re going to be the very best daddy.”
“I hope so.” I frowned and looked down at her belly again. “How far along are we?”
“How far am I, you mean? I don’t see you pushing out a watermelon from your boy places, pal.”
I laughed. “Aye, but I did have a hand in the creating.”
“That you did. I’m not sure yet. I’m barely late.”
I nodded. “Doctors then? Straightaway.”
She laughed. “Yes, we’ll get an appointment.”
I pulled her panties down lower to find the curve of her lower belly and swollen slit. She sucked in a deep breath, her eyes wide and lit with a fire that matched my own. I watched her as I flicked my tongue through the sweet little valley. Her lips swelled and her clit tightened instantly. Drawing tight to hide itself from me.
I chased it down, sucking the little pearl of perfection. Her legs trembled and she swayed slightly. I slid my hand around the backs of her thighs and up to the solid curves of her ass. My Bunny was more than a handful there. So much so that I was forever chasing her around for a bite. All the lunges she did for her photography left her tight as a drum. That and the yoga she’d taken to doing with her sister to get her body ready for a baby.
And again, the wordbabycaught me off guard.
We’d been doing everything we could to make one. Fucking, loving, even timing out our sex sometimes—which was way less sexy than it sounds. But she wanted one and I…well, I didn’t realize how much I wanted something of my own until she put the idea in my brain.
Something of her, something of me, something of us in a wild, wonderful configuration that only we could create.
So fucking amazing.
So goddamn huge.
I buried my tongue deeper into her and watched as she swayed in that Callie way of hers. Fighting it, loving it, and finally surrendering to it. As if she had any other recourse. I’d never leave her hanging. Even to my own detriment.
I ripped at my zipper and took myself in hand to ease the ache of being stuffed into my denims. I pumped and palmed myself in time to each stroke of my tongue. I held onto her with one hand as she shuddered for me.
The soft, mewling sound I lived for started from her damn toes. I released my cock and gripped her hips as I drank her down, pushing her toward the bed. She fell back with a little shriek and I crawled over her, pushing her up the bed.
She crab-walked back, trying to get away from me.
“Owen.” Her voice was cracking, her breath more of a pant.
There was no way I was stopping now. I threw her leg over my shoulder and slid two fingers into her as she flexed around me. She bowed up off the bed, her arms reaching above her head.
I only wanted her holding on to me.
I reached up with my other hand to find her breasts. She arched higher, bowing up until she was nothing but a feline stretch of golden skin and hair. She twisted her fingers over mine, laced ours together as I pushed at cotton to get to her.
I shoved at her little lacy piece of fluff she called a bra. My girl didn’t really like to be bound by elastic and wires. I loved it.
Her pert little tits were my favorite to suck on.
Well, next to her perfect clit anyway.
I plucked at her nipple and she writhed. She grabbed at my hand, pushing me away then dragging me closer. Fucking sensitive.
They always were, but now?
Fuck, she was unraveling under me as if I was the only thing holding her together.
I pulled my mouth free of her, the taste soaked into my tongue and cheeks, sticking to my beard. I was covered in her. I turned my hand to replace my tongue with my thumb at her clit. Circling again and again then pressing down until it pulsed under the pad of my finger.
