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“I love watching Chippy force you down on us, you dirty slut,” I continue, the filthy words coming easily as I near another orgasm.

“Oh fuck,” Chip groans, his spine movements going jerky, his spine curling. His shoulders jolt, his mouth falls into a flat line as he hisses, “I came.”

Hearing that Chip was so hot and bothered in Herb’s mouth that he couldn’t last has me coming, pulling Herb’s cord so tight that I’m almost positive he’s going to pass out. Except he’s a vacuum and he can’t, otherwise he totally would.

“Yes, I’m coming, too,” I moan, writhing on the floor as Herb finishes me off.

When I catch my breath and open my eyes, I see Chip holding Herb in his lap, carefully using a Kleenex to clean hiswide mouth. He talks to him gently, softly, reassuring him as he switches him back to his normal mouth.

“You were so good, and I couldn’t have fucked Leche that way without you,” he says gently, twisting until the mouth is locked in. With Herb’s normal attachments on, he wraps his hose up and sets him to the side, finally looking at me.

I’m smirking at how they are together. It’s so adorable.

I glance around at all the books.

“I should write a story about us. We’re too sweet not to share,” I tell him as he pulls his overalls back up. It was sexy hot the way he wore them around his ankles part of the time. Hearing the clatter of the straps against the wheels of his Heely’s was so sexy.

“That would be great. You become a writer and Herb and I will clean offices at night,” he smiles.

I nod. “That actually does sound great.” I tap my chin, thoughtful. “You live with me and we’re married but I don’t think you ever told me what you do for a living and you haven’t been to work in the few days that I’ve known you,” I say, realizing now that Chip and I have a lot of getting to know each other to do.

“I work at the zoo.”

My eyebrows lift. “Oh my gosh, really?” I steeple my hands beneath my chin. “I love a man who loves animals.”

“Oh yeah, I love animals. They’re super neat,” Chip says, nodding, shoving his hands into his overall pockets.

“What do you do there? Train them? Clean their cages? Tours?” I’m practically bouncing on my feet because I’m so excited to learn that my husband works at the zoo.

He shakes his head. “Nope. I’m the elephant inseminator.”

I blink and look at Herb, who maintains respect and doesn’t react. “You what?”

“I knock up the elephants.” He pauses, his face scrunching with thought and concern before erupting into laughter. “No, no,” he laughs. “I don’t get them pregnant with my seed, I use other elephants cum and get them pregnant with basically a big turkey baster.”

“How long have you done that?” I ask.

“Oh well, that’s not my primary job. I guess I should’ve started with that— I only work at the zoo knocking up the elephants as a side job.” He slides his thumbs beneath the straps of his overalls. “I’m a taxidermist.”

My heart swells. “You stuff and preserve dead animals?” I can’t help the tidal wave of swoon that hits. “You preserve our animal friends for eternity!” I squeal happily, so pleased to know that my new husband is such a solid guy. You know, a lot of guys can be weirdos once you get to know them.

I got lucky.

“But I could do taxidermy out of your apartment as a hobby and clean this place at night,” he offers, and all of my dreams come true.

14

Chip

One Year Later

“Really?” I ask, my hands trembling as I hold them out to her. She slides her hands in mine, squeezing them.

“Really,” she beams, “we’re pregnant.”

My eyes flick to Herb and back to her. “Is it…”

“Yours?” she asks, a wide smile sweeping her lips. “Of course it’s yours. You know Herb can’t blow. Only suck.”

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