Page 126 of Rent Free

She bit her lip.

She’d stopped it when she’d been on her plethora of medications when she was recovering.

We’d never talked about her going back onto it.

Though, we’d both agreed that we wanted more kids.

“Nothing,” she whispered. “I’m ready.”

I closed my eyes for a few short seconds before pushing myself up off of her and reaching for my tie.

I was naked, and back between her legs, in a few short moments.

Her eyes were wide as she stared at me with longing and need.

“A baby is gonna kill us.” I chuckled as I notched myself at her entrance.

There was no need to see if she was ready. Her pussy was so wet that it was coating her thighs.

God, this woman.

My woman.

My wife.

“Doesn’t matter.” She panted. “We’re pretty good at surviving.”

She was right.

We were.

And when my cock sank deep inside of her, I knew that we were going to have another baby in nine months.

Maybe she wouldn’t conceive today, but it’d be soon.

Our lovemaking was wild and out of control.

Our urgency made it damn near impossible to hold off, and we were both coming in an embarrassingly short amount of time.

“Hey, babe,” she whispered into the aftermath.

“Yeah, Pepper?” I was half on, half off the couch.

She was half on me, half on the couch.

Note to self, don’t buy a tiny little couch.

“I want to adopt Forest,” she murmured. “I want him to be mine.”

“He is yours, paperwork or not,” I promised. “But I’ll look into what we need to do to accomplish that tomorrow.”

She sighed, nuzzling my neck.

“We should probably head back out there,” she grumbled, pushing off of my chest.

The flash of my wedding ring on her hand caught my attention.

A feeling of rightness consumed me.

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