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body. “Glad to hear it.” She grinned as she wiggled her ass, nudging his
cock to her moistened entrance, then leaned down and sank her teeth into the
tender flesh of his hardened nipple. What control he had left snapped. He slid
his hands up her silky thighs and, grabbing her hips, hoisted her up before
dropping her on his quivering dick. She rolled her eyes in ecstasy. “ Aaah,
so good! ” She groaned and shimmied down his shaft, his hardness pushing
through her cunt as her inner muscles tightened around him, almost triggering
an orgasm. She breathed deeply before taking a bit more of him, stopping only
when her ass sat on his balls, then she reached behind and squeezed them. He
bucked upward and thrust deeper into her hot well, embedding himself in her to
the hilt. She threw her head back, cupped her breasts and prepared to give him
the ride of his life as she slowly undulated on top of him. She was in control
and that knowledge excited her. Aroused her. Tension built as her body ached
for release. His hands left her hips to cup her breasts, rolling her
pebble-like nipples between his fingers. She watched his bedroom eyes close as
he thrust again and again as hard as he could into her hot channel. She angled
herself, setting her foot by his hip, and pressed her finger to her clit.
Chanted moans echoed in the silent room as the smell of sex filled the air. She
was getting close. So close. She could feel the wave of a mega orgasm rapidly
moving through her. Pressing her palm to his solid chest, Julia spurred it on.
    “Yes, that’s it, baby, come for me.” She opened her eyes and
found his still closed. By the set of his mouth and the deep tone of voice she
could tell he was as close to the edge as she was, though fighting hard not to
come.
    She kissed his lips. “I want to come when you come.”
    She watched his sultry gaze struggle to focus on hers. “I’m
not protected.”
    Jesus! She hadn’t even thought of protection. By now
millions of sperm could already be swimming upstream, trying to be first in her
womb. What if she got pregnant? Part of her brain warned her it was perhaps
premature to make a baby while his marital situation wasn’t sorted. But the
other part told her to go right ahead. What could be more wonderful than making
a baby with the man she loved above anyone else in the entire world? She needn’t
wait six months or a year to make a baby with him. She was ready. I’ve never
been so sure of anything in my life . But what about Ben? He might not be of
the same opinion and she would have to respect that. “I don’t care if you don’t.”
    That caught his attention. His eyes locked with hers as he
stilled. He watched her for a few seconds, which seemed like a long time before
he smiled. “Let’s make a baby.”
    Because his words matched her own feelings so completely,
she shrieked with delight and kissed his mouth with all the passion trapped inside
her. He pulled her against his chest and rolled with her, reversing their
positions on the bed before he started to move again inside her. Slowly.
Deeply. Her arousal revved up to high gear as she watched his semi-closed eyes
and the pleasure etched in his gorgeous face, matching her own, as he moved his
hips in a steady pace.
    She didn’t know if a baby would be made today, but she would
forever remember this as the day they’d pledged their love to each other and
had committed to making a family together. And that was enough for her.
    Ben continued to move, his rhythm harder and faster as his
cock thrust into her with fluid motion. She threw her legs around his waist,
heels pressing against his ass, her hands clasping his strong biceps, crying
out as he hit her clit time and time again, driving up her arousal to near
climax.
    When her breath turned to pants and a staccato of yeses
passed her lips, Ben sped up the pace—their bodies slapping as his tongue
thrust with the same fury as his cock, their groans mingling in crescendo.
    Her body