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Sofia

I hum around Rhett’s cock as he moans. It gives me a sense of power when I can make him lose control. Heck, I’m so wet right now just thinking about him fucking me. Apparently, my hormones have spiked because I can’t get enough of him.

My husband, wow… my husband, grips my hair away from my face so he can watch me as I take him deep. Ever since the morning sickness stopped, I have given him lots of blow jobs, not that he’s complaining.

“Fuck, I love your mouth,” he groans. I grip him by the base and let him almost all the way out, letting the head rest against my lips. “That’s enough, wife.”

I squeal as he flips us so I’m on my back and he’s between my legs. I’ll never tire of the feeling of him entering me. He’s mindful of my belly as he begins to slowly fuck me.

Why does this time feel different? Maybe because we’re now man and wife. All I know is I love every second of it. He begins to pick up the pace, holding his upper body off me, our bodies slapping together with each thrust.

“You are so hot and wet,” he groans.

Rhett's words send a thrill through me as he continues to thrust deeply. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him even closer.

“Only for you,” I moan. “God, I love you.”

“I love you too, baby,” Rhett pants. “So much.”

He shifts his angle slightly, hitting that perfect spot inside me. I cry out in pleasure as the tension builds. Rhett's movements become more urgent as we both chase our release.

“Come for me, Sofia,” he groans. “I want to feel you come around me.”

His words push me over the edge and I shatter, calling out Rhett's name as waves of ecstasy wash over me. The feeling of my walls clenching around him sends Rhett tumbling after me with a loud groan.

We lie tangled together afterward, both of us breathing heavily. Rhett rolls to the side, pulling me with him so we're facing each other. His hand moves to rest gently on my rounded belly.

“I can't believe we're married,” I say softly, still in awe of everything that's happened.

Rhett smiles, his eyes shining with love. “Believe it, Mrs. Ferguson. You're stuck with me now.”

I lean in to kiss him softly. “Good, because I don't ever want to be without you.”

We snuggle close, basking in our newlywed bliss. As I start to drift off to sleep in my husband's arms, I feel completely content and at peace. Whatever challenges come our way. I know we can face them together.

The next morning, I wake to the feeling of Rhett's hand caressing my baby bump. I blink my eyes open to find him propped up on one elbow, gazing at me with a soft smile.

“Good morning, wife,” he says, leaning down to kiss me.

I smile against his lips. “Good morning, husband.”

As we pull apart, Rhett's hand continues its gentle exploration of my growing belly. “I still can't believe we're having a little girl,” he says in wonder. “I keep picturing what she'll look like.”

I place my hand over his. “I bet she'll have your dimples and my eyes.”

“As long as she has your beautiful heart,” Rhett compliments me, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

We lie here for a while longer, talking softly about our daughter and our future together. It feels surreal that just yesterday we got married. Everything has happened so fast, but it all feels so right.

Eventually, we drag ourselves out of bed to get ready for the day. We're meeting our families for brunch before everyone heads back home. As I'm getting dressed, I catch sight of my reflection in the mirror. My small baby bump is more noticeable now, and I can't help but smile as I run a hand over it.

Rhett comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around me and resting his hands on my belly. “You look beautiful,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to my neck.

I lean back against him, soaking in this moment of peace before we rejoin our families. “Thank you for making me so happy,” I say softly.

He turns me in his arms to face him. “Thank you for giving me everything I never knew I wanted,” Rhett replies, his eyes shining with emotion.

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