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I’m happy and sure that being with Kaden is the right choice. The only choice.

Like he said, we were inevitable.

I can hardly believe we’re here and about to become a family in a handful of months.

When I look ahead into my future, all I see is happiness.

Unfortunately, in my very near future, I see the need to pee, as pressure on my bladder makes it squeeze. I really don’t want to move because I’m comfortable, but sadly, I have no choice in the matter.

I try to slip out of his warm hold without waking him, but the arm around my back tightens.

“Don’t go.” His voice is sleepy, but I hear the worry in his voice, and I hate it. I hate that I put it there.

I press a kiss to his chest. “I need to pee, but I’ll come straight back.”

There’s a reluctance in him to let me move, but he slips his arm from around me.

I shimmy out of bed and pad naked to my bathroom, glancing over my shoulder as I go. I see Kaden’s sleepy eyes on my ass. The appreciation in his gaze makes me preen. I blow a kiss to him before closing myself in the bathroom.

He’s still lying in the same position when I exit the bathroom. I did a quick brush of my teeth while I was in there because I hate my morning breath.

His eyes are on me as I walk toward him. My body is changing daily, but the way he looks at me makes me feel like I’m sexy and desirable.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

A smile touches my lips. I tip my chin at him. His chiseled chest is on display. His cock is hidden beneath the covers, but I can see the hard outline of it pressing against the blanket.

“Back at you, gorgeous.”

He crooks his finger at me. “Get up here and sit on my face. I wanna taste you.”

“No,” I gasp. “I’ll either suffocate or crush you—or possibly both.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. I bench twice your weight.”

“Not with your face you don’t. I’m carrying two little humans in here, and if you haven’t noticed, the weight is being gained everywhere.” I gesture to my ass and boobs.

“Your ass and boobs are phenomenal, and I’d like to get my hands on them, so if you could, do me a solid and get up here and sit on my face, please.”

“I haven’t showered.”

He gives me a look like he thinks I’m being crazy.

“Fine. But if I don’t smell good, I warned you, and if you die, don’t blame me.”

He chuckles as he slides further down the bed. “You won’t smell. And I won’t die.”

I climb onto the bed and crawl up his body, positioning my legs on either side of his head. Holding on to the top of the headboard, I hover my pussy over his face.

His hands grab my ass and try to tug me down, but I resist.

His gorgeous eyes stare up at me. “Sit on my face, Beautiful.”

Well, he asked for it.

I lower my pussy to his face.

He presses his nose against me and inhales. “You smell like sex. So fucking hot. Now, ride me and get yourself off.”

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