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“No. Not happening,” I stuttered out as my pussy swelled and his lips moved to the other hardened nipple. “Fuck, this is not the time for this discussion. I can’t think when you’re distracting me.”

“Then it’s the perfect time to say this. I want a baby. I want you to stop taking birth control. I want a family.”

I rose and glided down his length again, ignoring his words.

He couldn’t be serious. When I’d brought up having a baby a year into our marriage, he’d shot the idea down. He insisted he wanted time with us as a couple first. Later, I figured out it had more to do with his family and his career. After mentioning it a few more times over the years, I gave up any hope.

A small part of me wanted to be spiteful and refuse. I’d waited so long, and Dev wanted a child now when it was convenient for him. But a more significant part of me wished for a baby.

God, how was I going to make any rational decision while riding his cock? All I could think about was him fucking me.

“We’ll discuss it later and focus on this now.” Dev thrust hard into me, forcing me up, and then he clutched my thighs to pull me down as he ground his girth into my cum-filled, sopping core. “Let me fuck you and then lie to me and tell me that you do not want what I want.”

“Dammit, Dev, you make absolutely no sense. How the hell did you become a judge?”

He fisted my hair and yanked my head toward him, sealing our lips and making me forget everything but his throbbing cock.

He flipped me onto my back and began pounding into my quivering pussy. The ache inside me blazed into an uncontrollable euphoria. I clenched Dev’s shoulders and arched against him.

“Dev,” I called out. “Please.”

He grinned down at me. “Come now, baby.”

I detonated, squeezing and contracting around his pummeling cock. My mind clouded, and all I could see was this man who was never going to let me go.

* * *

Later that afternoon,I walked out toward the edge of the patio and stared at the Sound below. The view was beautiful. The blue-green water glowed against the sapphire of the sky.

Today was one of the rare true summer days where there wasn’t a cloud in sight, and the temperature was a balmy eighty-five degrees.

I shouldn’t have slept with him. And twice in a row. What was I thinking? I wasn’t thinking, that was my problem. Whenever he was near, I was a crazed horny teenager.

This new situation with Dev gave me hope but also made me fear it would all end in disaster.

I had been planning to go ahead with the annulment that Dev said our parents had hoped would happen and begin a new life and senatorial campaign as a single woman.

When Jacinta visited, we’d discussed my options for both my personal and political future. The girl loved her brother, but she understood the pain he was causing me. I’d thought she was joking when she suggested kicking her brother to the curb and taking him for everything he had until I realized she was dead serious.

After she finished giving me her opinion on Devin, she pitched a campaign focused on the combination of my fiscally conservative and socially liberal views. Something Jacinta insisted the state of Washington and our nation needed desperately.

If only Jacinta had known that Representative Tracy Jones’s daily calls had all but convinced me to take on the incumbent, Anthony Sanders, a condescending little man who had tiny dick syndrome and viewed women as disposable. Jacinta only helped solidify my decision.

I shook all thoughts of campaigning and elections from my mind as I refocused on the man who was showering in the house behind me.

I wasn’t stupid enough to think sex wouldn’t happen again between us, even if it was better that we restrain ourselves.

However, I couldn’t live my life the way we’d done for the past five years.

He promised things would change, but I couldn’t help being apprehensive. It would be so easy to fall into the fairy tale I’d thought I had before reality had shown me otherwise.

Could I trust him?

Would he pretend that we didn’t exist to further his career, again? Would he cave under the pressure his father would inevitably put on him?

I closed my eyes and inhaled the salty air.

On top of everything, I was about to get on a plane and return to the heart of Texas, a place I’d left behind.

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