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It was Christmas day, and the Havers children were busy unwrapping presents that Santa had left under the tree. Will and Camilla sat next to them on the floor, with the baby in Camilla’s lap. There was joy and excitement as Daniel shrieked upon opening a toy firetruck. Isabella was busy playing with her new doll, and the baby was fast asleep. Will leaned in and gently kissed Camilla on the lips, lingering for several moments. “Merry Christmas, my love,” he whispered.

“Merry Christmas, Will. Maybe the children will take a nap today and we can unwrap our presents.” She winked suggestively.

“You were reading my mind,” he replied.

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Zane woke up early Christmas morning and prepared breakfast for the two of them and served Allie in bed. Fresh berries were served over French toast then dusted with powdered sugar and topped with local maple syrup. Allie had given up coffee for the duration of her pregnancy, but Zane had brewed a fresh pot of organic decafe, so Allie was in heaven. “I feel so lazy today,” Allie said, yawning widely.

“Today, I am completely at your command,” he joked.

“You’d better be careful about what you say, I can be quite demanding.”

“Don’t I know it.” He comically raised his eyebrows up and down, twisting an imaginary handlebar mustache. Allie giggled. “Let’s just lay around all day and watch movies,” he suggested.

“Deal!” she said.

Later, Zane and Allie lay snuggling on the couch with the tree lights twinkling and a fire in the fireplace. It had snowed during the night, and everything seemed fresh and new. Zane rolled on top of Allie and began pressing his hardness against her pelvis. Leaning down to kiss her soft lips, he gently encouraged them open as their arousal deepened. He began to press harder and rubbed his erection against her, the friction making her wet with desire. He pulled her T-shirt up and bent down to take her nipple into his mouth. Sucking gently at first, she bucked underneath him, then he began to suckle her breast in earnest as if he were drinking of her nectar. As he pulled and tugged with his lips and tongue while he fondled her other breast, Allie was almost delirious with passion.

He pushed himself up and pulled her top over her head and threw it aside. He then began to pull her sweatpants down over her hips and thighs. Reaching her ankles, he tugged them the rest of the way and tossed them to the ground. He paused to gaze at the perfection that was Allie. Her belly still flat but soon to be swelling with their growing baby, her beautiful full breasts, ripe and slightly swollen from the pregnancy, her flushed face, her plump moist lips, eyes soft and slightly glazed with wanting. He tugged at her lacey panties, pulling them down the length of her long legs until they landed on the growing heap of clothing. He slid back up to kiss her again.

“Allie, you don’t know what you do to me. I can’t ever seem to get enough of you,” He murmured while snuggling up beside her, so he could pleasure her further. Reaching between her legs, he found her wet center and plunged his finger into her deeply as his thumb rubbed against her sweet spot. He bent down to take her areola into his mouth while quickening the rhythm of his finger thrusting in and out of her vagina. He removed his fingers—causing Allie to moan, “Don’t stop!”—only so he could pull his boxer shorts off. He kissed her as she spread her legs wider, welcoming him. Gently, he began to move inside her as he hungrily sucked her tongue and teased her nipples. She quickly exploded in an orgasm that went on and on for several minutes of ecstasy. He was close behind her, moaning her name aloud as he felt wave after wave while ejaculating inside her pulsating vagina.

After the waves had subsided, she held his penis in her hand, gently cupping him. She pushed him onto his back, straddling him, again marveling at his muscular chest and sculpted abdomen. She fingered his nipples, causing him to gasp with pleasure as she ran her fingers over his chest, exploring the contrast between steely muscles and soft hair. She then moved further down to feel the wiry hair above his penis, massaging his pubic bone. Smiling at his quick response, she began to pull his shaft like she was milking it.

He groaned as if in pain saying, “Allie, are you trying to kill me?” She kissed her way down as he opened his muscular thighs wider, the soft hair on his legs a pleasing sensation against her cheeks, as she cupped his testicles, fondling them gently while continuing to nuzzle him between his legs. She loved the musky manly smell of him. When she was sure he was at his peak, she positioned herself over him, straddled and inserted his manhood into her wet moist center, and began to ride him hard. His large penis filled her completely. She rubbed against him, wiggling as he pulsated inside her. His breath quickened as heat built within. She fingered his nipples, nestled in the dark hair of his chest. He was mesmerized by her breasts, swaying and bouncing as she pumped harder and harder. He reached up to fondle her ample bosom, causing Allie to throw her head back in unrestrained abandon. As she arched, her long blond hair cascaded down her back and around her shoulders. She increased her rhythm and he bucked underneath her as they both climaxed together.

Afterward, as he lay with his head on her belly, lips against her skin, he said softly, “Hey, Little One, how was the ride?”

“Zane, you are terrible!” Allie said, giggling as she swatted at his head.

He grinned mischievously, eyes sparkling with merriment. “Well weren’t you wondering the same thing?” he asked.

“Absolutely not!” she said primly.

“Yeah, sure you weren’t.” He began to tickle Allie, causing her to laugh out loud and try to squirm out from under him. “Tell the truth.”

“OK, I actually did think of her after, you know….” She dissolved into laughter. “Is this what it is going to be like the next seven months?”

“We’ll get used to it, I’m sure,” he said. Kissing her belly, he said with his lips against her bare skin, “Merry Christmas, baby. We can’t wait to meet you. You are going to have the best mommy ever! We love you so much!” Allie smiled down at her love, stroking his hair back from his brow. “I’ve got a surprise for your mama,” He whispered conspiratorially.

He pushed himself up and went over to the credenza, opening a drawer while Allie admired his bare backside. Her gaze wandered over his strong muscular shoulders and back, leading to a narrow waist and toned buttocks and thighs. What a view, she thought. Reaching in, he pulled out a small box. He returned and kneeled on the floor next to Allie and, opening the jeweler’s box, he removed a two-carat diamond engagement ring. His deep blue eyes stared intently into Allie’s. Taking her hand, he said, “Allie, I love you with every fiber of my being. Will you marry me?”

“I thought you’d never ask!” she said, laughing as he slipped the ring onto her finger. “It’s beautiful, Zane!” she murmured, marveling at the large sparkling diamond nestled in delicate white gold filigree. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him against her naked breasts. “I love you, too, Mr. Dunn, and I want to spend the rest of our days discovering just how deep we can go!”

He looked at her and saw that she was crying. He wiped the tears with his thumb and kissed her where her tears had been. “It’s you and me, Babe. For the long haul. You will never get rid of me! We’re going to be one heck of a team. Next year at this time, we’ll have a bundle we can hold. Can you believe it?” he asked in wonderment.

Just at that moment, as if not wanting to be left out of the love fest, Kit Kat made an entrance grumbling to herself, reminding them that they already had a bundle to hold.

“Kit, get over here,” Zane said, encouraging her to join them by patting the couch cushion. She jumped up immediately and began to purr as Zane and Allie showered her with affection.

“We didn’t mean to leave you out, girl! You’re going to love this new bundle as well,” Zane said. Kit Kat rubbed her whiskers against his hand, rolled onto her back, and stretched out full length, the ultimate sign of trust.

“You certainly have her under your spell,” Allie commented.

“I love being adored,” he grinned.

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