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“Eventually,” I grunt. Although, I’m smiling as I snuggle against his chest, wrapping my arms around him. Even when I’m tired, I love to cuddle him. “At least you let me sleep in most mornings. I don’t think I’d be able to cope if you didn’t do that.”

“Plus, Katie loves her sister. She’s a perfect babysitter if needed.”

“Just don’t rely on her too much. I don’t want to take away her teenage years.”

“Not a chance. Katie loves little kids. I still think she was more excited about being a sister than you and I were about being parents.”

“I think our parents have pipped her to the post, though.”

Finn laughs softly.

“I won’t argue with that.”

I thought things would be a big struggle, and our parents would be shocked and confused at what was happening. After all, Finn and I didn’t get together in the most conventional way. But when we told Dad about the pregnancy—more like he overheard us in his house that day Finn came to see me—he was over the moon. There had been a lot of grilling towards Finn about what he would do to look out for me, but that was it. And Finn’s mom was ecstatic about the incoming arrival. She has been amazing, looking after me when I’m going through the worst of my morning sickness and giving me tips and tricks with my pregnancy that actually helped. My labor was smooth sailing because of her.

Who would have thought a year ago I would be a mom to an adorable baby with the man I love? After dealing with Nate, I would have scoffed at anyone who said that to me. Maddison thought it was funny how someone had made me move on so quickly after what Nate had done to me. There are times when I wonder how it happened, but it did, and I was just in the right place at the right time.

I was lucky.

“It’s our first night without a baby sleeping in the corner of the room,” Finn says as he slides his hands under the waistband of my pajama pants, palming my backside. “Are you awake enough, or are you tired?”

“I am tired,” I sigh as I wrap a leg over his hip, rocking against his erection. “But I’m awake enough if you have something in mind.”

“You’re not going to be sore, are you?”

“It’s been five months, Finn. I’ll be fine.” I kiss him. “Just take it slow. Like it’s our first time?”

“Of course.”

Finn’s mouth feels amazing as he kisses my mouth and neck, his hands sliding my bottoms down my legs. I kick them off, and Finn pushes me onto my back to unbutton my shirt, his mouth going to my breasts. They’re fuller since having Cassie and far more sensitive, so the slightest touch runs straight through my body and leaves me trembling. I didn’t think my breasts could be so sensitive when they hadn’t been before.

Finn’s hand edges between my legs, his thumb on my clit, and he pushes two fingers inside me. My hips lift off the bed as arousal sends a shock through my lower half, and all I can do is lie there and feel the sexual onslaught from his mouth and hand. Finn is so gentle with me, but it’s incredible, and it’s not long before I’m shaking in his arms. He changes the angle of his hand, making me gasp and see stars.

“Be careful with the noise,” Finn whispers against my nipple. “We don’t want Katie to hear.”

“Then don’t do that,” I whisper back. “I’m extra sensitive now.”

“Ah, I see.” Finn chuckles, which leaves goosebumps on my skin. “I’ll remember that when we’re in the house alone. I love hearing you scream.”

“I don’t scream.”

“Oh, but you do.” Finn shifts and pushes down his boxers. “And it’s such a sweet sound.”

His cock feels amazing as he thrusts smoothly into me, and my body clamps down around him. I have to bite my lip to stop myself from moaning, my legs wrapping around his waist as I grip his shoulders. Finn kisses me slowly as he rocks into me, taking his time with making love to my body. I’m desperate for him to go faster and make me climax sooner, but he refuses to go any quicker, which drives me crazy. But it also pushes my desire higher, and that makes it coil inside my belly.

When I come, I feel like I am breaking apart. Finn kisses me, and I moan into his mouth as he sucks on my tongue. He rolls his hips, and then he pauses, holding himself still. I feel myself coming down from my high, my body tingling as I feel sweat trickling along my skin.

“I love you,” Finn whispers.

Even now, after saying it so many times, I still smile. I kiss him.

“I love you, too. Now, what about you and…?”

“Oh, I’m not done with you yet.” Finn rolls onto his back, which has me straddling him. “Now that you’re a bit more awake, I want to see that gorgeous body ride me.”

I can’t bring myself to protest. Not when the angle feels incredible. And seeing him come apart because of me makes me feel even more gorgeous.

Finn is very good at making me feel like that.

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