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the muscles soft and then deep, gradually moving from my lower back down to my butt. “Still feeling good?”
    “Mmm-hmm.”
    He showers kisses on my skin and moves down to nibble on my cheeks. He goes lower and his warm breath is on my slit, teasing me before his tongue swipes upward. It feels good, and I wouldn’t mind him fucking me gently, but I’m still not on board with anal. There’s been so much more pressure there with this baby. Odd. It doesn’t seem to be so bad at the moment.
    Ben pushes his finger through my slit and then circles my puckered hole, using my juices to lubricate it. “Can I put my dick in your pussy first?”
    The cocky bastard really believes he’s getting in my ass. “Yeah.”
    He slides inside me and continues rubbing my asshole. “Does that feel good?”
    I didn’t think it would but shit, it actually does. “Yes.”
    He moves in and out of me for a couple of minutes. “Want my finger inside your ass now?”
    Fuck. Horny, anal-sex-loving bastard is actually making me want this. Damn it. Feels like defeat. “I do.”
    I’m rocking my hips forward and back with his thrusts when his finger slides in. This shouldn’t feel this good. Where did all the pelvic pressure go?
    “Want another one?”
    Fuck me, I do. “Yes.”
    “That’s my good girl.” He slides a second finger in and leans over to kiss my back. “You like that, don’t you?”
    I don’t reply because I hate admitting he’s right, but my husband knows my answer by the way I’m moving with him. “Don’t have to tell me, Em. I always know what you want and need.”
    He does. Always has.
    Ben pulls out of me and glides his cock through my slit. I anticipate him entering my ass at any moment, but he doesn’t. I wait some more, even rub against him to let him know I’m ready. But he still doesn’t enter me. “What’s wrong?”
    “I know this is it. The last time I get inside you for a long time so I’m psyching myself up. I don’t want to cum after two strokes.”
    His statement is a reminder we will be having a baby very soon. My doctor says this baby girl is getting too fat for my small pelvis so I’m being induced in the morning since I haven’t gone into labor on my own.
    “You won’t cum in two strokes, so go for it, Big Ben.”
    He eases into me and groans, “Fuck! That is so good.” He pulls back and then thrusts slowly again. “Is this good for you, babe?”
    “Mmm-hmm.” It is. I love anal sex, too, so we’re a perfect match.
    Ben moves his hand to my clit and rubs. He’s so good at this. Making me cum while he fucks my ass. So good. Every. Time.
    He circles it fast and hard, slow and soft, back and forth, side to side. He thought he would be the one to cum fast, but it’s going to be me if he keeps this up. “I’m already close, B.”
    He’s moving faster now. “Cum for me, Em. I want to feel your body quiver and contract around me because you’re cumming hard.”
    I circle my hips, meeting him stroke for stroke. Then the first wave comes. I clench my cheeks around him tightly but he keeps moving when my insides squeeze around him.
    “Em . . .” That’s all he manages to get out and I know it’s because he’s blowing his load inside me.
    I hear a naughty little chuckle before he leans down to kiss my back. “Told you I’d make you want it. I always do.”
    “Damn you, Benjamin Westbrook. How do you do that?”
    “I not do anything, Mama.”
    Ben jerks out of me the same time I jolt at the sound of our son’s voice. I dive, best I can, into the bed and pull the sheet over me. “No, baby, not you. I was talking to Daddy.”
    “What Daddy doing to you?” I look at my husband with wide eyes for an answer.
    Ben busies himself pulling on his jeans. “Baby Lily was making Mama’s back hurt, so I was rubbing it to make her feel better.”
    Benji is a smart boy, sometimes too smart. Not sure he’s buying that story. “Go watch cartoons while I finish changing clothes, and