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I love that all my guys fuck differently. Case takes things slow, but he cherishes every single second, as if he blinks, he might miss it all. I don’t know what I did in a past life to deserve him, but I’m sure as shit not going to question it. He is mine, and I’m never letting him go.

Case pulls me into his arms and places his hand on my stomach. “I know Mr Z was a crazy motherfucker, but I’m so happy he’s done this. I can’t wait to be a dad.”

If Case had said that even a few weeks ago, I would have thought he was the crazy one, but I have to agree with him. I love these babies so much already and will do anything to protect them.

Chapter Ten

Jolie

Nerves pool in my gut. It’s either that or the fact that for the last few days, I have started to feel the babies move. Nope, definitely nerves.

I stand in front of the full-length mirror and smooth down the loose maxi dress I decided to wear to lunch with Melinda. It wouldn’t normally be my first choice, but Sinclair swears by them. Even though summer is coming to an end, it’s still insanely hot.

“What’s wrong?” Davis asks from the doorway. He must have just finished up a workout, as it’s rare to see him shirtless. His blank canvas is a vast difference to the other guys—even Brennan has a couple of tattoos.

“I feel like an idiot in this dress. Nothing fits anymore.”

He enters the room and comes to stand in front of me. “I have to admit, this dress really isn’t flattering.”

I sigh in frustration. “Damn, Sinclair usually has good taste.”

“Let’s see if we can find you something else.”

He walks over to the small closet and flicks through the dresses and T-shirts I have hanging up. He moves past one before he goes back, pulling it from the rack. “What about this?”

“It could work, but it might be too short.”

He hands me the white sundress that I never would have thought of wearing to lunch. I would normally wear it to the beach over my bikini. Pulling the long maxi dress off, I throw it to the floor. Once I remove the white sundress from its hanger, I hold it in front, hoping it has just enough length to cover everything. Davis steps up behind me and wraps his arms around my belly, lightly resting his chin on my shoulder.

“I’m not sure your tits will fit in the dress.” He chuckles. “They have grown massive.”

“Only one way to find out.”

He steps back and spins me around to face him. He helps me get the dress over my head and pulls it down. Once all my bits are inside the dress, he takes a step back, and his eyes wander over me. The butterflies pool in my stomach as his eyes linger on my lips.

“I’m now suddenly grateful it’s my night with you because you look absolutely stunning. Not that I deserve you after the way I treated you when you came back.”

Reaching out, I take his hands and force him to take a step closer to me. “Davis Moore, you’re the boy of my dreams. With your boy next door charm, you wear your heart on your sleeve, and love deeply. I know how hurt you must have been when you thought I died, and the confusion you felt once I was back, but that’s all history now. Now you’re mine, and you can make it up to me for the rest of your life,” I say, pushing up on my toes and pressing my lips lightly against his.

“Is that so?” he whispers against my lips.

“Mmhmm,” I murmur. “I take forgiveness payments in the form of blue M&Ms.”

Our mouths melt together like M&Ms in your hand. His palms slide under my ass, and he squeezes my cheeks tightly. He pulls back with a groan. “Even your ass has filled out nicely. Pregnancy looks good on you.”

“I’m glad someone appreciates my ass. I can feel it following me everywhere I go.”

Davis laughs at my dramatics but it’s true. I have always liked my ass, it was the perfect size, but in the last two weeks, I feel like I have had a butt lift.

“Fuck it,” he says under his breath, pulling me back into his body, my stomach pressing tight against his abs. He walks us backwards until his legs hit the side of the bed, and then he turns me so I’m facing the bed. I crawl up just enough to brace myself, and Davis steps in behind me. “Make sure you’re quiet. If you make a sound, I will stop. When you will go out, all you will be able to think about is coming home so you can ride my cock again.”

As much as that sounds like a great idea, I need him so much right now. He slides my underwear down to just above my knees and lifts my dress, flipping it up over my back. He steps in closer, running a single finger down my ass crack until he dips it into me, making sure I’m wet. With a cock like his, you need to be ready. I push back into his finger as he tries to slide it out.

“Patience,” he says as I look over my shoulder, watching as he sucks his finger into his mouth. I have to bite my lip to stop any noises from escaping. As I turn back around, he uses his hands to spread my cheeks, running his tongue right along where I’m throbbing for him. “So fucking wet for me.”

Knowing I’m more than ready, he steps back up behind me, using my juices to wet his cock. He runs it over my clit a fewtimes, sending shockwaves into my pussy, and I gasp as he pushes himself in.

The timer on my phone buzzes, breaking the near silence of my room, besides my panting. Shit, I have to be downstairs in a few minutes. “I guess we have to make this quick.”

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