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“How was class?” I ask as I strip out of my shirt.

“Good,” she murmurs, looking at me from beneath her lashes. She licks her lips and my cock is stiff as a board and ready for her.

“Where’s Mama?”

“Out at an AA meeting,” I reply.

“Thank God. Not that I’m anything but ecstatic, but what are you doing home?” she asks as she stands up and pulls my arm to follow her. And I follow, Lord do I ever. I’ll follow her anywhere.

“Waiting for you,” I reply as I yank down my pants and take a seat on the couch.

Star is quick to whip the dress she’s wearing up and off. The afternoon light from the back windows makes her hair shine bright. A gust of wind rattles the branches of the tree behind her sets off a cascade of yellow, orange, and red leaves like fall fireworks.

I want her straddling me, her ring-laden hand lying on my chest so I can have the pleasure of watching her tits heave as she grinds down on me and watch her diamonds sparkle with the bone-deep knowledge that she’s mine.

She knows what I want, what I love, ’cause she lifts her hand and twists her wrist to show off her ring as she tears her panties down and places a knee on either side of me. I take hold of her hips, nuzzle into the slope of her belly, and breathe in the fragrant scent of her skin.

“Damn, but your body has ripened with marriage,” I mumble into her belly.

Cupping her breast, I thumb her nipple and suck a hickey in the dip of flesh near her hip. “I don’t think I’m going to be able to hold off licking your pussy.”

“No,” she rasps.

I hear something in her voice. My gaze shoots up to hers.

“I want you inside me when I tell you my secret.”

My cock responds with need, jerking and weeping for her.

“What kind of secret could a precious good girl like you possibly keep from her man?”

She notches the crown of my cock between her thighs, rubbing her wet cunt back and forth, getting it nice and wet for me to thrust up the moment she descends, and then I’m piercing her sweet heat and, fuck, it’s as good as the first time. Every time is like the first time.

She gasps as I grab her hips and push her down until I’ve bottomed out. For the first time, she’s not fighting the discomfort of that first moment of full penetration.

“You’re finally getting used to my big cock.”

“Don’t think that’s it,” she responds, circling her hips for me.

I glance at her bouncing tits, her cunt spread around my cock, her flashing diamond ring and I drop my head back and squeeze my eyes closed. Fuck, I have to fight my body to not pound into her and come within minutes.

Breathing heavily, I open them again and she’s smiling at me and getting misty-eyed at the same time.

My eyes sharpen and I work against my body to focus, “What is it, precious?”

“I’m pregnant.”

I do a double take. A wave of possessive triumph mixed with an ecstatic flood of love crashes through me.

“Fuck me,” I mutter as my animal side takes over. I lift her up and sit her on the edge of the sturdy wooden coffee table, plant her feet on the surface to open her up for me and thrust back inside.

I capture her mouth in a greedy kiss as my hips lurch forward, claiming my rightful partner. My wife. The mother of my child. I glance down at the soft slope of her belly.

My child.

She clings to me as I ravage her, pistoning in and out. I wrap my arms around her, holding her tightly, and lick the sweet-tasting skin of her throat. My fingers slip between her thighs and dance on her clit, teasing her. Her inner muscles start to tighten and ripple around my cock. Her pure blonde hair falls over her face, swirling in my vision, swirling like the whirl of emotions inside me, pleasure mixed with elation—a sense of pure rightness I’ve never felt before.

She made this all possible.

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