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Christian."
                  He nodded.
                  "If anything did happen… if I did get pregnant. I would be keeping the baby."
                  His mouth opened slightly. And then he smiled at her.
                  He smiled.
                  He pulled her against him and buried his face in her neck.
                  "I would love that. I would love to have a baby with you Cerise."
                  He was holding her so tightly she could barely move. This was the last thing she had expected.
                  "You would?"
                  He nodded.
                  "Yes. I want this. I want you. Forever."
                  His words went through her, piercing her with his love.
                  "Oh Justin."
                  "Maybe this happened for a reason... I was going to ask you to move in but I didn't want to freak you out."
                  She laughed and pulled back.
                  "My mama would not be okay with that. But I could leave a toothbrush here."
                  He laughed and kissed her.
                  "Is it crazy that, I kind of want to try again?"
                  He meant make love. Without protection.
                  "Is it crazy that I want you to?"
                  He groaned and she felt it. His body had responded to her again already. His cock pressed insistently against her side.
                  Slowly they slid backwards so they were lying face to face. Slowly, carefully, they explored each others bodies until they were both breathless and filled with frustrated desire.
                  At last, after a half hour or so he eased back inside her. Slowly he rode her, bringing them both to orgasm after another hour of long, slow thrusting. Cerise fell asleep tenderly cradled in his arms.

One Year Later
     
     
     
     
                  Justin grinned and tiptoed through the house. They'd moved back down south to be closer to his mama. Mama had insisted. After all, she loved her little girl Jasmine.
                  He peered into the nursery, watching as Cerise held their infant daughter against her breast. She looked up and smiled.
                  "Is it on yet?"
                  He shook his head.
                  "Soon."
                  "I'll be right there."
                  He stared hungrily as his wife pulled the child away from her big gorgeous breasts. Motherhood had made Cerise even more beautiful. She'd blossomed from a lovely girl to a luscious woman.
                  His woman.
                  She tucked her breasts back into the silk nightgown and slid the cashmere robe back over her shoulders. He was almost disappointed. He loved watching her nourish their child.
                  Their child…
                  She lay little Jazzy Westlake down and they dimmed the lights, sneaking back to the media room across the sprawling mansion.
                  On the enormous television, the MTV music awards were showing. It was almost time for best video of the year. Their first song together was up for an award.
                  Of course, they already knew they won. They'd pre-recorded their acceptance speech weeks ago. Still, it was pretty exciting.
                  He poured them each a glass of champagne as Cerise snuggled up on the couch. She rolled her eyes at him.
                  "It's not good for the milk."
                  "You can have one glass. I cleared it with Dr. Petroski."
                  "Alright you win."
                  She laughed and accepted the crystal flute.
                  He scooted over towards her,