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Madison shifts in my arms, her body pressing against mine in a way that makes my pulse quicken. I trail kisses down her neck, my hands roaming over the smooth curve of her back, and she arches into me, her breath hitching. Everything about this feels right—being here with her, holding her, loving her.

“Do you want to go upstairs?” I whisper against her lips.

“I can’t say no to that.”

I take Madison’s hand and lead her up to my bedroom. Once inside, we tumble onto the bed, our limbs tangled together, and I lose myself in her. Sure, I still want to settle things right now and shout out to the world about what is happening. But I’ll settle for this little moment between us.

Our kisses grow more heated and desperate.

I roll onto my back and pull Madison on top of me. I love the feel of her weight pressing into me. She squeezes me between her legs as we continue to kiss, and my hands move under her sweater and up her back.

Then, I tug on her hair, pushing it back from her face. I reach for the hem of her sweater and pull it over her head so that I can reach her breasts more easily. She sits up on top of me, and I reach forward, caressing her gently. I want to grab her harder and push her around, but I’m aware of the fact that she’s pregnant. I want to be careful with her.

I roll her onto her back, my hand sliding down her side, feeling every inch of her beneath me before sliding her pants and panties off and to the ground. Just the sight of her makes my cock get hard. I can feel it throbbing warmly between my legs.

Her skin is warm, and her body responds to mine in a way that drives me crazy. We’ve been here before, but this time, it feels different. More intense.

I press my lips against hers again, not just kissing herbut stroking her with my tongue, and she lets out a soft whimper that sends a surge of heat through me. I’m lost in her. Nothing else matters.

“Ethan! Put it in me!” She's practically begging. Well, I can’t turn that down.

I stand up and slide my pants down. She’s staring at me with a kind of hunger that makes me only want to move slower so that I can tease her. I fiddle with the waistband of my boxers for a moment before grabbing myself through my boxers to show her exactly how hard I am.

But Madison is not patient today. She doesn’t want to wait. She sits up and pulls my boxers down for me so that my erection is swinging freely between us.

Then, she lays back down, balancing her feet on either side. I push myself inside her, inch by inch. I want to put everything inside her right away, but I can be a lot. I don’t want to hurt her.

“Ethan. More.”

I can’t hold back anymore, so I push the rest of myself inside her until I’m pressing snugly against her hips. We both groan in unison, as I pull myself back out and thrust again and again.

Madison grips the sheets, her back arching as I continue to thrust myself inside her. I grab her legs, and she hooks her feet behind my back so I can’t get too far away from her. My frantic, hurried movements bring me close to the edge, but I wait until Madison comes before I do.

I see it in the way she slams her eyes shut and arches against the bed, then there is a warmth all over my dick that gives me permission to move however I want to make myself come.

I slam myself against her again and again until I come,breathing hard. I stand there for a moment, my muscles slowly relaxing.

Then, I climb onto the bed next to Madison. I wrap my arm around her stomach.

“You could just sleep here, you know. You’ve already taken the dogs out for the last time.”

“I… I shouldn’t just leave them.”

“You should rest. You need it. Come on. Under the covers.”

I tug the covers back, and Madison climbs obediently over them. I tuck her in and climb into the bed on the other side, snuggling up behind her so that I’m the big spoon. Within minutes, I can hear the change in Madison’s breathing. She’s asleep.

In my bed.

And I don’t want that to change.

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MADISON

The sharp,guttural growl splits through the air before I even realize what’s happening. One moment, I’m setting down the coffee I barely had time to drink this morning, and the next, I hear a yelp so loud it makes my blood run cold.

Panic grips me as I run out of my bedroom to see what’s happening in the living room. Chico, a dog that is part lab, is going at Samson.

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