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“It’ll do.”

She pushed him back, and Nate had no choice but to sit down on the toilet. Carly moved closer, lifting her dress, and then sat down on his lap, straddling it as she did so.

Pulling her in close, he took possession of her lips again as she rubbed that sweet pussy against his cock. He didn’t give a shit where they were, he needed to be inside her, and moving her dress out of the way, he nudged her panties to the side, and then with Carly’s help, eased his length out of his pants.

Nate had no choice but to wince a few times as he was so hard, it was almost painful, but they got his cock out, and then Carly stood, and together they lowered her over his length, and inch by inch, he sunk inside her creamy cunt. Carly was soaking wet.

He grabbed her hips and began to move her, making her take the whole of his length, even though he knew it was verging on pain. He didn’t care.

“Look at me, Carly,” he said.

Her gaze was on him.

“Don’t look away. I want those eyes on me at all times.”

Her mouth parted and he didn’t stop, not even when he heard women enter from the bar. The noises they made were all drowned out by his sheer focus of the woman on his lap. She was everything.

In that moment, Nate couldn’t believe he ever denied himself the pleasure of being with her.

She was all he wanted. The only person that helped to drive him to be the man he was today. He new he wasn’t the nine-to-five kind of guy, but he would do anything to make this world a little safer for her.

No one could hurt her.

No one could touch her.

He made certain of it.

All it took was a few strokes, and he was close to coming. He didn’t want it to end, but also knew this was just the beginning, and so he came, filling her womb with all of his cum. Wave upon wave of it, the pleasure out of this world, and he knew it was because of Carly.

She pressed her face against his neck, and he breathed in the soft floral scent of her.

“Do you think I’m pregnant?” she asked, whispering against his ear.

“I have no idea.” Part of him wanted her to be, and another part was a little apprehensive about it. He didn’t want this to end.

Nate knew he needed to make Carly fall in love with him, and at the moment, he didn’t have a clue how to do it.

Chapter Eight

The days turned into weeks, and then Carly got her menstrual cycle, which came with a bit of relief, and then complete and total sadness. She wanted a baby so much, and it didn’t look like she was going to get it.

She stood at work, dealing with the cramps, as they were par for the course. She kept smiling at the customers, serving them drinks, taking their meal orders, and then cleaning up the mess.

Reese came in to show off some of the baby photos he’d gotten from the latest ultrasound. It was cute to see how excited he was, and to know he was looking forward to the baby. He’d already asked Misha to marry him, and she’d said yes. They had also moved in together, and from what Sarah had told her, they were in the process of making up the nursery.

There was going to be a little housewarming party in a couple of weeks, and Reese wanted to show off his baby nursery.

Carly couldn’t wait. She had hoped he’d call and ask for their help, but also understood this was something he needed to do with Misha, his future bride. She’d want to do it with Nate, and possibly have the others around, but she didn’t know.

Dalton had also come around to complain about his latest … STI. Yeah, she didn’t need to hear how uncaring he was about his health and sex. He’d gone to all the sex education classes, done the work, and it would seem he didn’t pay attention to any of it, because he was the one at the sexual health clinic at least once a month. She truly hoped he got his act together before something serious happened.

She’d already seen Sarah that afternoon, and once again all she wanted to talk about was Nate. Sarah had even mentioned being worried about him getting old and not finding a woman.

For the first time in her life, Carly had struggled to not get angry. Why did Sarah care so much, and did it matter if Nate had a wife or not? She felt so hurt. Also, she didn’t like the very thought of Nate being with someone else. She didn’t want him to be with anyone but her. Did that make her selfish? Mean? Was she holding him back?

I love him.

She had to leave Sarah, after telling her to stop meddling in people’s lives. This wasn’t her. She didn’t know what was wrong.

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