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his torso, trapping his cock against her folds. The only thing that kept them apart were his boxers.
    “I didn’t bring any condoms.”
    “Cody… We’re married, we’re both clean, and I’m already knocked up. You can’t do any more damage.”
    “Good point.”
    She released him long enough so he could take his boxers off. As soon as he was in reaching distance again, she pulled him on top of her. He rested on his elbows, his hips lined up with hers. His hard erection pressed against her folds. He adjusted his position just a little, and the head of his cock slid into her waiting pussy. Her slickness eased his passage, her heels digging into his ass, forcing him deeper inside her.
    He braced himself, one hand under her shoulder blades, and one at the curve of her hip. He drew slowly out of her. He swallowed her protests of his departure, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he pushed his cock back into her body. Her warmth surrounded him, her legs wrapped around his torso.
    She broke the kiss with a pleasured sigh, her eyes wide and surprised. Pressed against her body, joined at the hips, he straightened his body so both his hands were beneath her shoulder blades, and his fingers wrapped over her shoulders. He thrust into her as he pulled her down by her shoulders, reaching deeper than he had before. His balls slapped against her, heightening the small tingle of his coming climax.
    She buried her head into the crook of his neck, nipping and biting his skin to keep from crying out. His body tensed as his pleasure built, his balls getting heavy as they slapped against her ass. Her legs tightened around him as she approached her own climax. He could see it in her expression, the way her eyes clouded over with lust. He straightened up, and held on to her hips as he pistoned in and out of her.
    In the throes of passion, his wife was gorgeous. She grabbed the nearest pillow and bit into it. Her orgasm took her, her pussy clamping hard around his dick. Her breasts bounced with the movements. The walls of her vagina massaged his climax from him, and he groaned as that tingle turned into a heavenly throb. His balls tightened and his climax raced down his shaft.
    As soon as it passed, he collapsed to the side of Jo, the cool air hitting his wet, overheated cock as it slipped from her body. She sighed and snuggled against him. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her. She wasn’t usually the cuddling type after sex. If this was a pregnancy thing, then he’d take it, and hope it lasted after the kid was born. It had been too long.
    He kissed her forehead, watching her breathing return to normal. Her eyes were closed, but she was still awake. Neither of them seemed willing to break the silence. He wasn’t sure how long they stayed there like that. He fell asleep long before she did.
     

CHAPTER EIGHT
     
    Jo was up long before Cody was the next morning, awoken by the smell of bacon and coffee. Her stomach growled, protesting the lack of food within her. She stumbled out of bed and slipped on panties, one of Cody’s t-shirts, and her robe before venturing out into the rest of the house.
    The house was quiet, except for the barest of noises from the kitchen and the soft pad of her bare feet on the hardwood floor. She guessed it was her mother in the kitchen. She’d never known the woman to actually sleep in. Knowing her, she’d be making some huge breakfast for the family.
    She frowned, her chest heavy. Why hadn’t she gotten the housewife bug? Why wasn’t she content with her new status as a mother-to-be? Why couldn’t she cook as well as her mother did? It wasn’t fair. Wasn’t all that a hereditary thing?
    Stepping into the kitchen, Jo smiled. Cherry was at the coffee pot, getting another cup. She smiled at Jo. “Sleep well?”
    Jo nodded, hoping she didn’t blush. “I think so.”
    “Good,” Cherry handed her a cup of steaming hot coffee, which she gratefully accepted. “It’s decaf, by the way. Had to wean