Romeo and Juliet had both died at the end
of the play.
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Brandon was convinced that the night
he’d declared his love for her had been the
night Dominique had gotten pregnant. They’d
used protection, but somehow Dominique had
gotten pregnant anyway, like it was meant to
be. That’s why it had been so hard for him to
comprehend why the gift that they’d been given
had suddenly been taken away from them.
Brandon had to smile when he thought
about their last time in the Bahamas. They had
been so happy then. If someone had tried to tell
him where they’d be a year and a half later, he’d
have called that person a fool. But it was true.
What was supposed to have been a happily ever
after had turned out to be his worst nightmare.
His mom and dad had a solid marriage.
Brandon wanted that as well. Correction, he
was determined to have that, and with
Dominique. Brandon looked down at his wife’s
sleeping face. “Love you more. Tomorrow will
take care of itself,” he said before closing his
eyes and drifting off to sleep.
CHAPTER THREE
The next morning, Brandon awoke with
Dominique lying half on top of him. His
erection was hard as steel. They’d both awoken
in the wee hours of the morning to make love
again. He’d explored every inch of her,
reacquainting himself with her body. Now
Dominique stirred in her sleep and inched
closer to him. Just a little bit more and he’d
have her impaled on his cock yet again. His
erection twitched at the thought. He was so
occupied with his own thoughts that he almost
missed her calling his name. Looking down into
her face he realized that she was still sleeping.
She was calling his name in her sleep. He
smiled, lowered his head, and placed a kiss on
her upturned lips.
“Hmm,” she murmured.
Brandon deepened the kiss, pulling her
tongue into his mouth and suckling. The kiss
went on and on before he pulled back.
“Morning baby,” he said, looking down
into her hazel eyes.
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“Morning,”
Dominique
said.
“You
shouldn’t have done that, Brandon. I need to
shower and brush my teeth.”
“So do I. We’ll get to that in a bit. Right
now I need you to climb up here and give your
husband some lovin’,” he said, taking hold of
her hips. Lifting her up and over his throbbing
manhood, he surged up into her.
“Come on baby, ride me!” And ride him
she did. He thrust up and she pushed down.
They were both in frenzy. Grasping her waist,
he set the tempo. She rode him fast and hard,
head thrown back and hands planted on his
thighs for balance.
Brandon removed one of his hands from
her waist and reached to take hold of her perky
breast. He loved her breasts. They were bigger
now than when they’d first met. She cried out,
head thrashing back and forth, when he
grasped her breast. Her nails bit into his skin.
She rolled her hips at the same time her vagina
clenched him, and Brandon thought he’d go out
of his mind.
“That’s it. Ride it, baby. It’s yours,” he
managed to choke out between gasps. He was
panting so hard he could barely breathe, but
man, what a way to go. He surged up into her
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once more before she cried out and came all
over his cock. He detonated into her, spilling
his seed, and held her tightly against him, not
wanting a single drop to seep out of her.
He hoped it took root. He wanted another
baby with her, and he knew she wanted another
one as well. They’d talked about it before
everything had gotten all crazy. Besides, this
was the third time they’d made love since last
night and they hadn’t used a condom. He
hoped she wasn’t still on the pill.
Dominique collapsed on top of him as the
last of her tremors subsided. His release
seemed to go on forever before finally subsiding
as well.
“Wow, that was great,” she said against
his chest.
“We’ve always been good together,
Dominique.”
They both got quiet