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  “You’re so big, Con. You barely fit.”

  His head dips down and a long, low groan of pleasure echoes in my ear. He kisses me, slanting his mouth possessively over mine. With each down stroke, he rubs against my clit, carrying me to higher planes of ecstasy. How did I live before I had Con between my legs and in my heart? It was only mere survival. I wasn’t complete until he became mine and I became his.

  He fills me up—not only with his cock, but with his desire, his need, his love. I return it all fully. “I love you, baby girl,” he purrs. “Your pussy is the sweetest heaven I’ve ever had the fortune to touch. You are so fucking hot and tight and soft, I never want to leave your sweet cunt.”

  I claw at his back as Con increases his speed and practically nails me to the sofa with each powerful thrust. But it’s not enough—I want him so deep that I’ll never be free ever again. “Deeper, Daddy, please deeper,” I moan.

  He reaches down to grab my leg and bends it until my knee is practically at my shoulder, opening me up even more. This position changes Con’s angle just enough so that he’s now rubbing against a sensitive spot deep inside and I go wild, bucking up hard against him as he rams me. I can feel his shaft getting even harder and thicker now and I know he’s close to the edge too.

  “Come for me now, kitten. Show your Daddy how much he pleases you,” he growls, staring into my eyes.

  My body convulses at his erotic order. With a scream I give myself over to the exhilarating waves of sensation and come hard. My pussy pulses and squeezes his cock as Con stiffens against me and lets out an agonized groan. I can feel his come jetting high into me and knowing that I’ve made my Daddy so happy sends me into an immediate second orgasm and I clench endlessly around him, milking him dry. He falls forward on me with a low cry, his breaths hot against my cheek.

  The aftershocks continue to roll through me as I lie utterly boneless and senseless beneath Con, loving the heavy feel of him pressing me down into the cushions. Con’s still in me and I wrap my legs around his hips, wanting him to stay in me forever. He gently nudges his hips and I squirm at the sensation.

  Con lazily props himself up on his elbows, levering his torso off my body. “This was the best Christmas present ever,” he announces with an air of delicious satisfaction.

  “No.” I grin and pat my belly. “This is your present.”

  His eyes widen and he sits back on his haunches, pulling out despite my efforts to keep him in me. I pout in disappointment but Con doesn’t notice for once. He spans my waist with his large hands. “What?”

  “It’s true. We’re pregnant.”

  “My baby is having a baby?” He says in astonishment. At first I’m a little afraid that his reaction means he isn’t happy about the baby but I can see the shock melting into joy in his eyes.

  I nod. “I’m only five weeks along and if I hadn’t gone in for my yearly physical, I probably wouldn’t have known so soon.”

  “Merry Christmas, baby girl.” He rubs a hand over my tummy. “Next year, there’ll be three of us.”

  He sounds awed. I grin and stroke a palm across his cheek. Stubble is forming, making him look rakish and dangerous. “I can’t wait for us to be a family.”

  His blue eyes gaze tenderly upon me. “We are a family already, you and me. This little one is like icing on an already delicious cake. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for giving yourself to me. Thank you for allowing me to take care of you. This is all I’ve ever wanted. You are all I’ve ever wanted.”

  A hint of moisture lurks in his eyes and that makes the tears spill out of my own. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him to me. “I love you, too, Con. Every day is Christmas with you.”

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