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Archie: Darlin’, I’m missing my girl, and I want to get this done so I can get to you. Do we need anything else?

Emma: Archie, don’t tell me you miss me. Tell me you’re outside my door with my ice cream and wearing gray sweatpants. It’s about actions, babe.

This girl. Our appetite for each other hasn’t lessened. If anything, we crave each other even more. And thankfully, Emma seems to be one of those pregnant women who wants sex all the time. Not complaining. Not at all.

Archie: Be there in ten.

Emma:

Emma: Oh, wait! Grab some gummy worms. And some Sour Patch Kids too.

I shake my head and laugh. She’s been getting more cravings lately, and some I can get, but others are just weird. Like putting peanut butter on a pickle. I walked in on that in the kitchen one night and gagged, but she wolfed it down like it was the best thing she’d ever eaten.

Exactly ten minutes later, I’m knocking on her door. She opens it, wearing nothing but my Texas Forever T-shirt and, from what I can tell, no panties.

“Okay, so ice cream first or later?”

“Archie, I’m about to lick you like an ice cream cone, so dick first, sweet treats later.” She grabs my shirt and pulls me in.

I wrap my free arm around her and lean in to kiss her. “Hi, baby.”

“Hi,” she says, smiling.

She takes the bag from my hand, and I follow her into the kitchen. With her back to me, I walk up behind her and run my hands up her sides and under her shirt. And I was right. No panties. Her back arches against me, and I take the opportunity to take ahold of her breasts, plucking her nipples.

I run my tongue up the side of her neck, and she tilts it to the other side to give me better access. I release one of her breasts and run it down over the swell of her belly to her bare pussy.

My hand grazes her, and I push my middle finger through her folds, finding her wet.

“Is my girl ready for my cock?”

She moans when I circle her clit with my thumb and nip at her neck. “Yes. Ahh! I need you, Archie.” Her hips start moving with my hand.

“Come on. Let’s go into the bedroom.” I remove my hand from her pussy and take her hand in mine.

When we get to her bedroom, I pull her in, then close thedoor. We walk together to the bed, and I drop her hand and reach for the hem of her shirt. I slide it up and over her head.

Her full tits bounce when she brings her arms back down. Bending slightly, I take both breasts in my hands and push them together. I run my tongue over one of her nipples, then suck it into my mouth.

“That feels so good, Arch. Suck a little harder.”

She pushes her chest into me. Not that I need any encouragement. I could spend hours with these beauties.

I move to her other breast and nip, suck, nip while my other hand pinches her other nipple between my thumb and forefinger. When I release her nipple from my teeth, I turn her body and guide her to lie down on the bed.

She reaches her arms around my neck, pulling me into her and kissing me, tongue plunging deep into my mouth. I groan and move to settle my body between her legs.

I break the kiss and trail kisses down her neck, over her breasts. When I reach her stomach, I place my hands on either side and lean in to place a kiss there. I feel Emma’s hands run through my hair. I look up at her and smile.

“Archie, you’re going to be the best dad. I’m so lucky.”

“I’m the lucky one.” I place another kiss on her belly and continue kissing down to her pussy. I push her thighs apart. I lean in, flatten my tongue, and run it from her opening to her clit. Then I suck her nub, and it makes her hips lift.

“Holy hell, that feels good.”

I hum against her opening, making her moan.

“Archie, lie down next to me. I want to do something.” She tugs at my hair, which makes my hard-as-rock dick twitch against the bed.

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