Page 44 of Uxpectedly Ever After

She whimpers as I bottom out inside of her, my cock pressing deep. It feels incredible. Hot and wet and tight and so fucking right. This is where I belong. Inside of her. With her.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I murmur, my mouth right against her ear as I roll my hips into her. "Me knocking you up again and again. Filling this perfect pussy with cum until you get nice and round."

"Banks." My name comes out of her mouth on a gasp. "Fuck, that's so good."

"Maybe I'll put two in there next time," I say, my fingers flexing over her belly. "Twins run in my family."

Her hand reaches behind her, grabbing a handful of my hair. She tugs on it and it sends a jolt of pleasure straight to my balls.

I'm so close. I've been on the edge for what feels like hours. I slide my hand down her stomach and find her clit. "You gonna come again for me?"

"Yes." Her head falls back against my shoulder, pushing her tits out. "God, yes, I'm gonna come."

"Fuck," I groan. My balls tighten up and I know I'm going to come with her as she constricts around me. Her cunt grips me, draining every last drop of cum from my body. I empty myself inside of her, filling her with everything I have as I grind into her, wishing my swimmers could get her pregnant again.

We're both a panting mess, her body limp and boneless in my arms. "So when do you want to try position two?" I ask, brushing her hair off her face.

She just laughs.

Eventually, we move so her body’s draped over mine like a blanket. "Did you mean that?" she asks, her fingers drawing lazy circles on my chest.

"Mean what?"

"About putting another baby in me?" Her eyes flicker up to mine, and I can see the faintest hint of pink on her cheeks.

"I did." I slide my hand over her stomach. "If you want to, when this one's out."

"Yeah," she whispers. "Yeah, I do. I want all your babies."

I can't help but smile because I didn't know how much I needed to hear her say that until she did. "Good." I slide my fingers between her thighs and find her still soaking with my cum so I press it back inside of her. "Because I'm gonna keep trying until we have an entire baseball team's worth."

Her laughter is the most perfect sound I've ever heard.

She's quiet for a minute after that, her fingers tracing random patterns on my chest. Then she asks, "Do you think we should tell people soon? About the baby?"

The question catches me off guard, but only because I've been thinking about the same damn thing. "Yeah, I think we need to. Especially Kasen." My stomach twists just saying his name. I’ve been avoiding my best friend because I wasn’t sure when she’d want to tell him and I’m a shitty liar. "He needs to hear it from us before anyone else finds out."

I feel her whole body go rigid against mine at the mention of her brother. "He's going to completely lose his shit."

"One hundred percent," I agree, because there's no point lying to her. "He's gonna want to kill me. Probably will try." I run my hand down her back, feeling her relax slightly under my touch. "But he'll get over it eventually. He loves you more than anything. And he's my best friend. We've been through worse."

That might be a lie. We definitely haven't been through me knocking up his little sister.

She sighs and presses closer, her head tucked under my chin. "I'm glad it’s you, Banks. That you’re here with me."

It's not "I love you," but it's something. Something real. And for now, it's enough. I pull her tighter against me, still amazed that this stubborn, control-freak of a woman has completely upended my entire life in the best possible way.

"Where else would I be, Freckles?" I whisper into her hair. "This is exactly where I belong."

I'll tell her I love her soon. But tonight, with her falling asleep in my arms and our baby growing inside her, I don't need to say the words out loud. They're right there in every beat of my heart.

"He's going to kill you, then me, then you again."

Banks just laughs, adjusting the collar of his button-down shirt in my bedroom mirror while I maneuver Mai Tai around on the floor so she catches the best light. "A little dramatic, don't you think, Freckles?"

"It's Kasen we're talking about. Remember that time he threatened to break some poor dude's legs for just asking me to prom?" I ignore the storm clouds rolling across Banks’s face at the memory. I forgot he was right there with my brother making those threats.

I smooth my dress down over my barely there twelve-week baby bump—it's just a small, firm curve that most people would probably just mistake for me eating one of those giant Chipotle burritos. "Now we're about to tell him that his best friend knocked up his little sister. So no, I really don't think I'm being dramatic at all."

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