He was everything.
Feeling his release fill her, all Macie wanted was to spend her days with this man. Making love, fucking, and showing him how to love. In the back of her mind, she hoped more than anything that she was pregnant. She wanted to start a family with him. To have little Wilsons running around, or daughters. She didn’t care which, but she wanted it all with him.
“I’m not ever letting you go,” he said.
She smiled. How could she not?
“Good, because I want it all with you.” She lifted up and pressed her lips to his ear. “And I want to have a baby.”
Chapter Nine
There was nothing more erotic than listening to your woman say she wanted to have a baby. He’d already been paying close attention to filling her with his kid, but now as he knelt behind her, staring at the plump ass, there was something he wanted more.
They hadn’t left the bed for the last couple of days. When Macie was sleeping, he’d made a couple of calls, and he hoped to deal with his problem swiftly.
No one was ever going to hurt his woman.
Macie glanced behind her. “What are you doing?” she asked.
He cupped the mounded globes of her ass, spreading them open. “I am seeing what belongs to me,” he said.
She moaned as he let go of one cheek to cup her between her thighs. Stroking a finger between her slit, he relished each moan and whimper that escaped her. She was drenched. Their combined releases coated his fingers, and he pulled them back, stroking over the puckered hole of her anus.
Macie tensed up, but he didn’t stop, teasing her tight little asshole. She released a whimper, and he smiled. Pressing his finger against her tight asshole, he pushed inside, and she gasped, rocking back against him.
“That’s right, baby, take me.”
“Wilson?”
“Trust me.”
“I do trust you.”
“Good.” He pushed his finger in to the knuckle. In and out, he stroked her, feeling her start to moan and quiver beneath his touch. Adding a second finger, he worked her asshole, stretching her out, but knowing he needed more lube.
“Reach into the drawer. Grab the tube,” he said.
Macie groaned but did as he asked, reaching into his drawer as he continued to fuck her ass with his fingers. Each movement seemed to make her stop as she took it all in.
“Do you like that?” he asked.
“I’m not sure.” She had rocked against him, so he had a feeling she wasn’t hating it.
“Open the tube and pass it to me,” he said.
With his free hand, he took the tube from her and used the pointy tip to place more lubricant around her asshole, pushing it in.
Macie had stopped tensing, and now, she tried to rock back against him, taking as much of his fingers as possible.
When he got to three fingers, and her asshole started to open up beneath him, he knew she was ready, so long as he took his time. Coating his length in the lubrication, he removed his fingers from her tight asshole and placed the tip there.
At first, Macie tensed, and he leaned down, pressing a kiss to her neck. “Don’t tense up. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I don’t think you’re going to fit.”
“I will, baby.”
Her tight ring of muscles was determined to keep him out, but inch by inch, he slowly, and with care, sank into her anus, filling her up.
Each sound she made turned him on as she took more of him.
He stopped several times to allow her to become accustomed to the feel of him balls deep inside her. Once he was seated to the hilt, he held still, kissing her. He pressed a hand between her thighs and began to stroke her clit, feeling her answering tightness around his dick.
She gasped. “Wilson?”
“Yes?”
“Please, don’t stop.”
“I won’t, but you’re going to have to come for me.”
She screamed his name as her orgasm rocked her. Wilson had no choice but to close his eyes to try to control himself. She was so fucking tight.
Lifting up, he began to take her. Slow, deep, thrusts, working her body, letting her get used to the feel of him in her ass. His name spilled from her lips, and the feel of her tight asshole wrapped around his length was too much for him. He didn’t want to wait a second longer. Wilson let go, coming in waves inside her, filling up her asshole with his cum.
Afterward, his cock was still inside her, but he’d gone flaccid. He moved so she didn’t take the whole of his weight. Pushing some of her hair off her shoulder, Macie looked at him. Those big brown eyes of hers, looking at him with wonder.
“What’s going on inside that head of yours?” he asked.
“Lots of things.”
“Like?”
“I didn’t think I was supposed to enjoy that,” she said.
“Everything I do to you, I want you to enjoy.”
She cupped his cheek. “I do enjoy it, Wilson. I enjoy everything with you.”
Pulling her into his arms, he kissed her lips.
Wilson wanted to spend the rest of his life taking care of this woman. Loving her. Raising a family with her.
Breaking from the kiss, he eased out of her ass and climbed off the bed. After lifting her into his arms, he carried her through to his bathroom. He had no choice but to let her go as he filled up the tub, but it was the last thing he wanted to do.
With the tub filled, he picked her up again, even as Macie protested, and lowered her into the bath. He moved in to sit behind her, kissing her neck.
He had every intention of keeping this woman, of marrying her, and having babies. First, he needed to solve his problem, and once he did, he could then go back to his plan of claiming Macie.
She put her hands on his knees and rested her head against his chest. He stared down at her, feeling the love for this woman consume him. He’d never loved anyone or anything in his life. There was only ever Macie, and he knew without a shadow of a doubt there never would be anyone else.
Kissing the top of her head, he wrapped his arms around her. She had no idea the lengths he would go to in order to protect her.
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Macie stared down at the pregnancy test kit she’d snuck out that afternoon to buy. She hadn’t taken the test yet, and the truth was, it was rather daunting.
This little kit could tell her if she was going to be a mother or not.
It was her break, and she had escaped to the bathroom.
Wilson had gotten a call that morning, and he’d been in a rush to drop her off at work and then head over to deal with whatever needed his attention. Staring down at the test, Macie pressed her lips together.
Nerves gripped her.
She loved Wilson more than anything and she wanted a baby, but … what if this reality pushed him away?
He loved her, she got that, but a baby was a commitment.
Was he just having fun right now? Trying to say all the right things as he thought that was what she wanted to hear?
She rubbed at her temple, feeling the start of a headache.
There was only one way to know for sure. Her last period hadn’t arrived, and there was a very high chance she could be pregnant. Wilson hadn’t used condoms once.
This was something she had wanted to do with him, but she couldn’t wait. She had to know the answers now. Sitting down on the toilet, Macie read the instructions and followed them, feeling the nerves slowly eat away at her. Her hands shook a little. With the test done, she flushed the toilet and moved toward the counter.