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just a dash of cream and piping hot.

Right at this minute, though, I have no interest in the coffee. I set the cup down on the counter and pin her up against it, saying, “God damn, you are beautiful.”

I tuck a strand of wavy hair behind her ear, and I can smell the summer sun on her skin as I lean in for a kiss.

“I love you so much,” she murmurs against my mouth, and suddenly I’m not the only one who’s forgotten all about breakfast. Her hand snakes down the front of my Army fatigues, finding my cock already rock hard for her.

“I love you more than anything,” I tell her, and then I sweep the cornetti out of the way and lift her onto the countertop right then and there. I nudge her knees apart, my hips going between her thighs, my cock aching to touch her sweet, hot core.

She laughs and says, “Nash, I’m enormous. I don’t think I can.”

“I do,” I say, giving her a little growl as I glide one hand up the inside of her thigh, underneath the thin fabric of her dress. My fingers slip beneath her panties and into her wetness, and my cock gets harder still. “I think you want to.”

Nora smiles at me, coy and teasing, and grips my cock through my fatigues. “Do you have time?”

I’m supposed to be reporting for duty on the base in about half an hour, but I can’t say no to my sexy, curvy, incredibly pregnant little librarian. “I’ll drive instead of walk to work today. Plenty of time to make my wife happy before I go.”

My fingers push into her and she lets out a gasp, then all her protests melt away. “Okay, if you insist.”

I laugh. “Yes, I do.”

I drop down to my knees and throw the hem of Nora’s dress over my head. She laughs and squirms on the counter as I drag her wet panties down her legs, then bury my face between her thighs. She tastes so sweet, I could stay here all day.

“Oh, Nash,” she groans, both hands on my head, guiding me even though I know just how she likes it.

I lick and suck on the firm little bud of her clit, two fingers inside her, finger-fucking her slowly but firmly. My other hand goes to the button on my pants, and in a few quick motions, I’ve got my cock in my fist, stroking myself in time with my tongue on my gorgeous wife’s pussy.

Nora is leaning back against the upper cabinets, completely surrendering herself to this moment. I feel her muscles tightening, squeezing my fingers as she gets closer to the edge.

“That’s right, baby,” I groan, “come for me… come in my mouth, beautiful.”

I’m about to explode too, concentrating all of my willpower on waiting until I feel the first spasms of Nora’s own orgasm.

Not that I need to rely on subtle cues. When she gets close, her thighs start to shake against the sides of my head and her hands ball into fists around the fabric of her dress. “Oh God, oh my God…” she cries, and then lets go.

Her entire body is overwhelmed with pleasure, shaking so hard she has to brace herself against the edge of the counter, and I eagerly lap at her sweet juices. I come hard just from enjoying the sight and the taste of her…

And then a second wave hits her, gushing onto my hand.

It’s a lot, and I pull her dress back from my head, surprised. “Babe, did you just squirt?”

She’s looking at me with shock on her face. “I don’t… I don’t think so. I think my water just broke.”

Now it’s my turn to drop my jaw. “Seriously?”

Nora looks sheepishly at me. “I’ve been having cramps all morning. I guess they were contractions.”

I stand and scoop her into my arms, careful of her belly. “Our babies are coming. That’s wonderful!”

The next ten minutes are a frantic whirlwind of activity. I have to call my superior officer to let him know I’m not coming in today, and get Nora’s hospital bag from the bedroom, and pull the car around to the front door so she doesn’t have to walk far. She changes into clean clothes and has to remind me to do the same before I realize my fatigues are wet.

By the time we get to the military hospital on base, I’m at least breathing normally again, while Nora is riding out another contraction.

“You got this, gorgeous,” I tell her as I come around to her side of the car to help her out.

A nurse is already coming out to meet us with a wheelchair, so I steal this moment with my wife—the last one we’ll have to ourselves before the babies are born—to hold her and kiss her and tell her just how damn lucky I am to have her.

“Me too, Nash,” she says, one hand on her belly. “Now let’s go bring these babies into the world. Let’s start our family.”

Epilogue 2

Nora

4 years later…

We had a boy and a girl that day in Italy.

We named them Rosalind and Jacques, the leads in As You Like It, as an homage to Nash’s mother and her love of Shakespeare, as well as all the great literature that has punctuated our own love story. We call them Rosie and Jack, and they light up my life on a daily basis.

At four years old, they’re also little terrors at times. Like today.

For the past year, we’ve been stationed in Nepal, where Nash is helping the citizens build infrastructure and I’ve been volunteering my expertise in early childhood literacy. It’s been some of the most rewarding work of both our lives, but we miss home, and Rosie and Jack need to know their family.

So we’re back in Golden Creek for Nash’s month of leave, and today was travel day. And when I say travel day, I mean we’ve been in the air for over twenty-four hours. With two

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