Labor of Love
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I watch as she pulls off her sundress and slips her panties down her leg. I’m moving before they can even hit the floor. I wrap my arms around her from behind, breathing in her sweet honey smell.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” I tell her, nipping at her bare shoulder. She turns in my arms and smiles up at me.
“Sorry. I got hung up.” She doesn't look sorry at all. In fact, I think she knew I’d come looking for her. I pick her up carrying her over to the island that sits in the center of closet.
“I’m glad you did.” I reach between us, freeing my cock, and wasting no time, I push inside of her. Like always she’s ready for me. My little one has a greedy pussy—something I’ve enjoyed over the years. She moans as I thrust in and out of her. She clings to me as I make love to her, and we both cum together. My warm release fills her. Her pussy clamps tight around me, taking all of me into her body.
I stare down at her as she lies on the island, her chest rising and falling from our lovemaking, her hair spread out all around her. She looks well loved. She is.
I run my hand along her hips and to her stomach, which shows little marks from having our son. They always make my heart clench with love for what she’s given our family. I remember my thoughts about her giving me another child. Her growing round all over again.
“Feel free to take your time whenever you like if this is what happens when I come to find you,” I tease her. She licks her lips. Something flashes in her eyes and I know she wants to tell me something. I know her so well now. I can read every look that crosses her face. It didn't take me long to acquire that skill, not when I can never tear my eyes from her.
“Little one.”
She bites her lip.
“Out with it,” I push.
“I was taking so long because I had to take a pregnancy test,” she finally admits. My body stills. “I didn't want to tell you. Get your hopes up.” She sits up, wrapping her arms around my neck. “I’m pregnant,” she says against my mouth before kissing me.
I dig my fingers into her hair, deepening the kiss. My heart is so full I swear it almost hurts. My cock is fully back to life inside of her. She pulls back from the kiss. “I can’t wait to tell Mom.” She beams at me. My parents are her parents now, too. Lucy is the daughter they always wanted but couldn't have. My girl eats up their attention as much as they eat up hers.
“Can you please not talk about Mom when my cock is inside of you?” She giggles and pushes at my chest, making my cock slip out of her as I take a step back. I watch my cum leak out of her pussy as she slides down to the floor.
“You’ll have to wait till later. We have guests arriving.” I groan. I want to be back inside of her, but to be honest, I want to share the news with my parents, too. They are going to be over the moon. Fuck, I still can’t wrap my mind around it. She’s giving me another baby.
I put my cock away, willing my hard-on to go down as Lucy slips into a bikini.
“I don’t fucking think so,” I tell her. It’s showing way to much skin. She rolls her eyes because I’m pretty sure we have this same fight about her bathing suit every year.
“They’re all married. No one is checking me out.” She shakes her head and pulls a sundress over her swimsuit.
Yeah, all my army buddies might be married, but how could they not be checking her out? She’s the most perfect woman ever created. It would be impossible for them not to. She walks over to me and wraps her arms around my neck again.
“Your baby is inside me. Hell, your cum is still inside me. It’s safe to say you have me all marked up as yours.”
“I’m trying to get my dick down. That is not helping,” I grunt. That only makes her laugh, and her tits jiggle against me.
“You stay here and get that worked out.” She rubs my still hard cock. “I’ll go greet our guests.” She kisses me before sashaying her sweet ass out of the closet. Yeah, like that’s going to happen. I’m hot on her ass as she descends the stairs. I pull her into me, wrapping my arm around her as we walk outside to greet everyone. I know this Labor Day weekend is going to be perfect, just like every day that follows for the rest of our lives.
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