by Parker Grey
I get to her first, pick her up and spin her around in my arms, giving her a good long kiss before Dom does the same thing.
“I don’t know for sure,” she protests. “I just threw up, it doesn’t mean I’m pregnant, it could mean anything...”
I don’t care. I’m already kissing her again, one hand on her stomach, Dom holding her from behind. I’m already imagining her, belly swollen, and it’s making me hard as a fucking rock.
Again.
“You’re gonna be so fucking hot pregnant,” Dom growls. “I can’t wait to hold your belly while I fuck you from behind.”
Katarina blushes, then smiles. I rub her still-flat belly one more time and grin down at her.
“How about we keep practicing, just in case?” I say.
Our princess laughs, and we carry her back into the bedroom and both come inside her twice, as hard as we’ve ever come.
Then we stay in bed all day. We never do go snorkeling.
About Parker
I write obsessed, dominant, alpha heroes who stop at nothing to get their women - and get them dirty!
I can be found driving around my small, southern town in either my minivan or hubby’s pickup truck. No one here is the wiser about my secret writing life… and I definitely prefer it that way!
www.parkergreyromance.com
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