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Chapter 1
    Ace pressed Gabby against the doorframe of their room, guiding her into the suite with the pressure of his body against hers as they kissed passionately. His moustache tickled her upper lip, then the side of her cheek as his mouth moved over her face and hungrily down her throat. The door lock snicked closed behind her.
    Cool air rushed over Gabby’s chest as her t-shirt was pulled up, then Ace’s hot lips latched onto one peaked nipple, and he sucked it hard through the thin fabric of her bra. Gabby panted and moaned softly, reveling in the harsh and hurried way her husband was taking her. It thrilled her to her core to know that she made this capable and mature man act like a randy teenager.
    He pulled her farther into the room, hardly moving his mouth from her breasts, tugging her bra off and finally pressing her down into the bed. Making quick work of her jeans and panties, Ace knelt between her legs and pressed them open. His heated gaze ran over her wetness and his brown eyes sparkled with lusty intent.
    The zipper of his jeans slid open easily, freeing his thick cock and making it available to her seeking fingers. He groaned as she stroked him, while he yanked the hips of his jeans down a little, not taking the time to pull them off all the way. He was in such a rush that he hadn’t even taken his boots off.
    Leaning forward, he rubbed his velvet hardness against her folds, and they both gasped at the sensations. Gabby couldn’t lie still. Her whole body felt flushed and lit up from her pussy outward.
    “Do it Ace…please, honey,” she begged.
    He reached past her shoulder to the table near their bed and Gabby stilled his hand when he would have opened the foil package. “No,” she whispered. “Not this time.”
    He frowned slightly and gave her a stern look. “Now, l’il girl, we’ve been through this. No babies until you’re at least twenty-three. Twenty-two’s too young.” His drawl was thick, as it often became when he was excited.
    She groaned and relaxed into the bed, the sexual tightness in her body seeping out as her disappointment grew. Ace was forty years old. So what if she was twenty-two; he was old enough for the both of them. And besides, her mother had only been eighteen when she’d had Gabby. Now, granted, that hadn’t worked out for the unmarried Anita Appleby, but Gabby was not in that position. She’d been married to Ace for a solid six months, and they were crazy in love. What better time to have a baby? Why was he being so stubborn?
    “I’ve seen the way you look at Queenie’s babies,” she told him. “You can’t tell me you don’t want one of your own.”
     He nodded and leaned back on his heels, still hard and ready, but irritated enough to stay apart from her. “Yeah. I’d like to start a family, Gabby, but you’re not ready.”
    “I am, too!”
    “You’re still a kid, darlin’. You don’t know your own mind half the time.”
    “I know about this! Please, Ace. Give me this one thing and I won’t ask anything of you ever again.”
    He chuckled, his face clearing. “I’ve heard that before.”
    “Oh! Oh! You are so…so…pigheaded.”
    “Watch it, li’l girl. I might be hot for you right now, but that won’t stop me from tannin’ your ass.”
    A spanking under these circumstances wouldn’t get her very far, so she backed down. “I’m sorry. I just want it so bad, Ace.”
    He put the condom down and ran a hand over her smooth belly and up, to cup one of her breasts. “No, Gabby. That’s final.”
    Gabby grabbed his hand and pulled it away. “No. If we can’t make a baby, I won’t have sex with you.”
    Once again, he leaned back on his heels, this time scowling at her darkly. “Do you know what you’re sayin’, li’l girl?”
    She nodded, more confident with her scheme. If she withheld sex from him, he’d surely come to agree with her. He wanted sex all the time, and, although she wanted it too, she figured that denying him would