Page 33 of Secret Baby with My One Timer

I smile at the guests as we walk past, but swallow when I see my mom crying as she waits at the top pew. At least, I know her tears are happy tears.As we reach the end of the aisle, the bridesmaids Mia, Lexi, Daisy, and my pretty princess, Holly, take their places to my left. Willow asked not to be a bridesmaid, citing her about bursting belly as the reason for not wanting to be on her feet for too long.

“Thank you,” I whisper to Harrison. “I couldn’t have wished for anyone other than you to give me away.”

Tears coat his eyes as he nods. “I was honored to do so. Now look at your husband.”

I laugh as I turn to my gorgeous husband to be. “Hi.”

“Hi you.” He looks me up and down, staring at the intricate details on my ivory dress. “You’re beautiful.” Oliver says as he leans into my ear before he reaches out for Holly and sweeps her into his arms.

“Love you, baby girl,” he says as Holly wraps her arms around his neck and the guests ahh behind us.

“I don’t think you’re supposed to hold anyone but me,” I whisper.

“I’ll always hold you.” Oliver’s voice is filled with tenderness as he gazes into my eyes, his grip tightening around Holly. I can feel the weight of his words, the promise that lingers in the air. A lump forms in my throat, and I fight back tears of overwhelming love.

“I’ve always had you. It could only be you,” he says, his voice barely a whisper this time. And in that moment, I understand the depth of his devotion.

He places Holly back on her feet and takes my hand, intertwining our fingers. My heart swells as I take a deep breath and turn toward the altar.

The priest stands there, a serene smile gracing his weathered face. “Let’s get you married.”

Oliver

My next hockey game isn’t until the end of next week, but my coach was kind enough to give me a few days off so that Taylor and I could have some time together for our honeymoon. We kept it simple and didn’t travel far.

This time, it’s just the two of us. It was a tough decision to leave Holly behind, but our friends and family begged us to go alone, though we have plans to take her with us on vacation at the end of the season.

Hopefully by then, Taylor will already be pregnant with our second child, adding another bundle of joy to our little family.

Taylor and I glance at each other and smile when we arrive at a cozy cabin. It’s nestled in the heart of a quiet woodland. The crisp scent of pine filling the air, tickling our noses as we take in the tranquil surroundings.

It’s exactly what we need. And a chance to escape the chaos of everyday life and focus on each other.

After unlocking the cabin door, I sweep her in my arms to a squeal and step inside the cabin. It exudes warmth with its crackling fireplace and rustic wooden furnishings. “I have to carry you across the threshold,” I say.”You’re a secret romantic.”

“I’m not. I’m taking you straight to bed.” I waggle my eyebrows. “I want to taste my wife.”

The soft flickering glow of the lamp in the corner of the room dances on her face, illuminating her radiant smile.

“I’m hungry too,” she moans and then arches an eyebrow, letting me know she wants the same as I hold her tightly and stride to the bedroom.

I can feel the warmth of her skin against mine as her body sinks into the softness of the mattress beneath us. Her smooth curves press against my own, sending a sweet shiver down my spine.

“I love you,” she says.

“I love you too.”

There’s a moment between us before our lips meet in a fervent kiss, kindling the fire within me as my hands roam her body, exploring every curve and dip.

I take my time as I shed her clothes, kissing and caressing every inch of my wife until I am between her legs. Licking and tasting her perfect scent as she shivers under my touch.

“I want another baby?” I say.

She leans on her elbows and smiles at me. “I want four children.”

I grin at her as I slowly crawl up her body and kiss her lips as my dick presses against her wet heat. “And are you ready to start with baby number two?”

Her eyes flutter as I press my cock against her entrance. “I am.”

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