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I’d given her no warning, and her eyes widened in surprise. She tried to pull away to swallow, but I thrust harder and deeper, making sure to unload every last drop. She gurgled and made breathless choking sounds, but I didn’t let up until I was well and truly spent.

Then and only then did I drop her hands and pull out slowly, saving the image of my cockhead resting against her pouty lips.

She gulped hard, and I knew it was my cum she was swallowing. “God, that was… fucking hot,” she finally panted.

Leaning down to whisper in her ear, I said, “I agree. In fact, the next time you’re being sassy and argumentative, don’t be surprised if you find yourself flat on the mattress, stripped naked, with a mouth full of cock.”

“Oh, god,” she moaned.

I could tell that right now, in the post-scene haze, she loved that idea, but I wasn’t so sure she’d love it as much mid-argument. Didn’t mean I wasn’t gonna try, though.

Lifting my legs so I was no longer straddling her body, I flopped onto the bed beside her and pulled her into my arms. “That was fun… for me, at least.”

She reached up and ran her hands over my stubble before agreeing. “For me, too, though I’m still horny as hell.”

“I wish I would have asked the doctor about that,” I lamented.

“Me, too.” Her voice was husky with arousal.

I felt bad for her, and the urge to bury my face between her legs was overwhelming. “Fuck it,” I groaned, grabbing my phone and doing a quick google search.

During orgasm, blood pressure and heart rate reach their highest levels. However, orgasms during pregnancy are safe for most women and don't pose a risk to the baby. In fact, regular sexual activity during pregnancy can help lower blood pressure…

There was more, but that was all I read. “Good news, babygirl,” I growled. Grabbing the pillows I’d been laying my head on, I shoved them under her knees, and pushed her legs wide open.

“Theo!” she gasped.

I looked up from her soaking pussy long enough to silence her with a look.

“Oh! Oh…” she murmured as understanding dawned. She knew I wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. “It’s safe?”

“If you lay back and relax, it should be,” I said with a wink. “Let Daddy do all the work. Turns out a good sex life can actually be good for the blood pressure.”

“Really?” The grin that lit her face was all the consent I needed.

CHAPTER 15

ERIN

The remnants of Theo’s orgasm dripped down my chin as I clutched the bedcovers in my fists. His fingers dug into my thighs possessively, and I remembered how good this had always been. How perfect we were. In the bedroom, anyway.

His hot breath warmed my pussy as he sat there teasing me with his fingers, and I let out a deep sigh. The truth was, we’d always been this good. Even out of the bedroom.

His tongue darted inside of me, joining his fingers that were still strumming my g-spot perfectly, and I arched my back and grabbed the back of his head.

Oddly enough, even with heat rushing through my veins as my body propelled toward orgasm, the sweet, sappy thoughts remained. As Theo devoured my pussy, I thought about how hard he worked to care for me in every way, even when he didn’t agree. He let me make my own decisions and only interfered when those decisions affected my health and well-being. He respected my boundaries, to the point where he went out and bought a whole new house just so he could keep respecting them. He took care of me in ways I hadn’t even known I needed. He was an excellent Daddy to me, and he’d be an even better one to our little boy.

And, I realized as my skin heated to boiling and the waves of my orgasm crested beneath his ministrations: He wanted me. Really. Truly. Not just for sex. Not out of obligation because we were having a child together, but because he knew what I had just now realized. We were fucking perfect together.

“Babygirl, you taste so good,” he moaned, looking up with a devilish grin on his face before diving in again. “So fucking good.”

His feral words, whispered against my heat, rushed me toward a climax I wasn’t ready for. Damn him for dirty-talking me. Didn’t this man realize I was having a fucking epiphany here?

Winding my fingers into his hair so they dug against his scalp, I arched my back, pushing myself closer to him. His fingers. His tongue. I wanted everything. And of course, just when I was about to fucking come, he withdrew. Everything.

I looked at him, and I could feel my eyes widening with panic and loss. “W-what a-are you….”

“Shhhh, babygirl,” he commanded and before I could say another word or think another thought, he leaned over me, and in one swift thrust, gave me what I really wanted. All of him. No, not just his cock. All of him. His lips brushed mine, his gaze smoldering. “You’re mine, babygirl, and I am yours. There’s no more game playing. There’s no more back and forth. There’s no more pushing me away because you’re scared. We are meant to be. As far as I’m concerned, we didn’t make a mistake five months ago. Fate intervened.”