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My control snaps, and I thrust my tongue into her mouth, swallowing her reply.

Her leg hooks over my hip, and she grinds against me, her soaked pussy rubbing against my hard cock. “Fuck, you feel so good, Leah.” I moan against her mouth.

I have to hold her hips still before I come too soon, “I need to taste you.”

I push off the bed and position myself between her thighs, her glistening pussy open to my gaze. “You have such a pretty pink pussy, Leah.” I run my tongue through her folds, tasting her unique flavor.

She moans and squirms under my touch so much that I place my hands on her hips to hold her still. I dart my tongue in and out of her pussy, her hips straining at my hands as I keep her pressed against the bed.

“Are you going to come for me, Leah?” I stop licking her to look into her eyes.

“Yes, just don’t stop doing whatever it is you’re doing.” She pants, barely getting the words out.

I insert my index finger into her heat, helping to stretch her out for my giant cock. Her pussy squeezes my finger in a death grip, and I have to press my hips against the side of the mattress to keep from coming too soon.

“Faster.” She moans, her hands find her nipples. She rolls her nipples between her fingers, causing more wetness to escape around my finger.

I add a second finger into her sweet little pussy, and her hips lift off the bed, pushing my hand up with her as she comes around my fingers.

I crawl onto the bed until I hover over her, my cock pressing against her entrance. "Are you ready for me?"

“Yes, Brick, make love to me.”

I hesitate at her words before sinking into her heat. The feeling of her squeezing around me is indescribable. My body is telling me to move, to sink deeper into her heat, but my brain is telling me to slow down and give her time to adjust to my girth.

“Move, Brick. I need to feel you moving.” She groans, throwing her head against the pillows.

I captured her lips in a punishing kiss as my hips thrust uncontrollably into her wet heat. The sound of our bodies slapping together is almost my undoing, but I have just enough brain cells left to reach between us and caress her clit.

I stroke her three times, and her body bucks against mine in her release. Watching her come sends me into my own orgasm. I know I should pull out. We never talked about birth control, but for the life of me, I can’t pull out of her. My body drives me to mark her with my seed. I cry out her name as I empty my cum into her tight body.

“Are you still with me, Leah?” I tease and pull her limp body into my arms, snuggling under the covers.

“Mmm, my body feels like Jello.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” I laugh.

“Good, definitely a good thing.” She curls into my body and promptly falls asleep.

“You’re mine, Leah. And I’m never letting you go.” I kiss her forehead and hold her tighter. The only response is a soft little snore from her.

CHAPTER8

LEAH

“Look how adorable they are.” I bend down and pick up one of the twins, admiring their matching turkey costumes.

“We have one for you too, Leah.” Brick’s sister-in-law, Denise, holds up a white one-piece outfit with a brown, gold, and orange net skirt. On closer inspection, it’s actually a two-piece long-sleeve thermal underwear top and pants with a net skirt.

“Don’t forget the turkey head.” Mrs. Siler breezes into the room, holding a stack of limp fabric turkey heads complete with the turkey waddle under the chin.

The guys walk into the room, all wearing their matching turkey costumes. I have to turn away before I embarrass myself by staring at Brick's muscular chest, trying to burst free of the thermal top he is wearing. But not before I got a glimpse of the gray sweatpants he was wearing as part of his costume.

I blush, remembering how good his cock felt inside of me last night and again this morning. I take the costume from Denise and rush into the bathroom to change and calm my racing heart.

We walked to the start of the race since it was only three blocks from Brick’s parents’ house. The guys went ahead and corralled the older kids while the women stayed back with the younger kids and their strollers.

I can’t take my eyes off Brick and his patience with the kids. He is going to make a great father someday. My hand instinctively goes to my stomach, and I curse my birth control.

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