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loving her curves even more because I know they’re there because of our babies. I nuzzle between her thighs, and Eva lets her legs fall outward, giving me more room. I reach up and cup one of her breasts as my tongue licks lightly against her centre. I make sure to keep my touch gentle, Eva’s not unknown for whacking me on the head if I get too frisky and she doesn’t like it.
    This time she lets me fondle her tit and, combined with the taste of her, I almost come. A groan escapes me. She makes a sound somewhere between a laugh and a moan, and then I really start eating her.
    I thrust two fingers inside and lick in time to the movement. Her nipple is distended, so big it takes nothing to make her jerk beneath my gentle tweaking. She’s breathing faster and faster, she’s wet and rocking her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust. In seconds, I make her come and lift my head in time to watch her throw hers back as she mutters, “Oh, God, yes!” several times.
    I smile, all cock-sure and full of shit. “Horny, babe?” I say, still stroking her softly through her folds.
    Her hand comes down over mine at her tit and stills my movements. I look at her face and try to figure out why. Normally, she’s all over my obsession with her breasts. She knows I can’t get enough of them and gladly lets me get distracted for long minutes giving them the attention they deserve.
    Only at that time of the month or if she’s pregnant do I get redirected.
    I pause. Try to count back to when she last had her period. And then my eyes snap to hers.
    “Angel,” I say. It might be in utter awe or in utter panic. It’s hard to tell. My heart’s beating a mile a minute.
    She smiles and suddenly looks a little shy. I reach up and immediately cup her face with both hands, stare into her eyes, searching for the answer. It’s there. In how beautiful she looks. In how she shines, literally lighting up the whole room with it.
    “When?” I demanded.
    “‘Bout seven months.”
    “Fuck,” I say.
    She frowns.
    “Fuck,” I say again and then kiss her. Throwing everything I can into that kiss that I can’t seem to say aloud.
    I fucking love this woman. I love the life we have together. I love the craziness of breakfast with two exuberant pre-schoolers and the peaceful moments when we all fall in a heap on the couch at the end of the day. I love the mess, the chaos, the noise, the singing, the glitter, and the fucking cowgirl hats and boots.
    I love it all. And I can’t think of anything better than adding another one.
    Especially if it’s a boy and I’m not so outnumbered.
    “Angel,” I say against her lips. “I love you.”
    I feel her lips spreading into a smile against mine.
    “Then show me, cowboy.”
    “My pleasure.” I pull back, just slightly, I can’t seem to stop looking into her eyes, and reach down between us to run my thumb over her clit again. She’s still wet. I get lost in the sensation for a moment. Then dip my head down and kiss her softly, slowly, as I bring her to orgasm with my fingers.
    Her moan when she comes fills the room, and before she’s come back down, I seat myself deep inside.
    “Oh, fuck,” I say, feeling the last of her rippling orgasm wrap around me. “You feel so fucking good, babe.”
    “So do you,” she breathes, starting to rock.
    Eva likes to take charge. Sometimes I let her. Today, I almost do. She’s just given me the most precious gift and I want to give her something in return. But I’m too wound up. Too fucking impressed with my super sperm to not celebrate. I thrust a few times, give her what she wants, and then I pull out and flip her over.
    “Nick!” she complains.
    “Not how I want to hear my name, Eva,” I chastise.
    “You’ll squash the baby,” she tries. I just laugh.
    “Two daughters down and you don’t think I know how this all goes by now?”
    “I think you just like taking me from behind,” she snaps back.
    “And what a behind,” I say appreciatively and swat