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The way his hands wander my body lights my soul on fire, and it’s like I’m realizing what it truly means to need this man for the first time, with no limitations.

His hand is buried in the curls at the base of my neck, and when he tightens his grip, I moan.

Everything about how our bodies connect feels like freedom. There’s a lightness in my chest that’s replacing every worry I’ve had for the past week.

That he wouldn’t want me.

That he changed his mind.

That I wouldn’t be enough.

Only that’s not what’s happened at all.

“Marshall.” I moan, need building in my core as he kisses me. “I need you.”

“Oh? You need daddy or toy?”

“I need you, daddy.” I manage through passionate kisses between us.

He pulls back, and I whine a pitiful noise.

“You do realize that forever means more kids, right?” He asks with all seriousness in his tone.

“Sounds like we should practice for the next one then,” I say, pulling him back down to me. “What do you think?”

“Fuck yes.” He breathes out before crashing his lips into mine.

Between passionate kisses, Marshall backs me into the sturdy kitchen table. When I bump into the edge, he reaches behind me and wipes all the papers off the table before picking me up to rest on the table.

When I reach for the button of his jeans, I can feel that he’s already hard beneath them. My hand runs up and down his length through the denim, and the sound I draw from his lips with my touch makes my whole body pulse with need.

“Elsie.” He groans.

“Not Elsie.” I pant. “Not right now.”

He leans down to give me another kiss, and our teeth crash together in the moment. Everything about it is all-encompassing and thrilling.

“Goddess. I missed you.” He says, his hands running up and down my arms, sending goose bumps across my skin. “Can I undress you, princess? I need to see you.”

“Yes, please.” I breathe out. “I need you to touch me.”

His fingers come up to the straps of my dress and slide under, delicately teasing the skin underneath. When he slides the straps down, the bodice of my dress falls as well, revealing my full breasts.

With awe in his face, he reaches to cup my breasts and kneed them with his big hands.

“These are magnificent. I can’t wait to see our daughter feed off them.”

He leans down and presses a kiss to each of my breast before getting on his knees and taking one of them into his mouth.

The warmth of his lips around my nipple sends a shiver through my whole body. The need that’s raging in my core heightens at the sensation, and my head drops back.

He continues to run his tongue around and suck on my nipple before switching sides and repeating on my other breast.

Each tug on my nipple has new energy flowing through my body, but soon it’s not just energy that’s flowing through my breast. Liquid pre-milk begins to trickle from my nipple.

“Fuck. You taste so sweet.” He moans at the taste of my milk flowing from my body.

What could have been a moment turned sour instead has my teeth aching. His reaction to how my body naturally reacts to his touch is so heartwarming that it only makes me love the man more.

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