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I smile back and return the hot chocolate to our hands and pulls a fur blanket over us. "I love you so much, baby," I say.
 
I take your cup from your hands before you nod off and spill it, and let you pass out beside me, snoring lightly. Before I fall asleep, I just look at you, more beautiful than ever, and daydream of having a large family, coaching football, going on family trips, watching you be a hot mom, and building a life with you. I fall asleep myself, happy as ever. I wake up with a start in the middle of the night after having a dream where you had gone away and where I was in bed with both Riley and Kaylee. I wonder if family life is meant for me and find myself a bit scared, the dream having shaken me for a moment...I enjoyed it and was also horrified by it. I decide to leave it alone, that it was just a dream, and that you didn't need to know about it. I shake you lightly awake. "Baby, let's go upstairs," I say.
 
I get you to bed and climb under the sheets with you. "Baby?" I say. "I love you." I spoon up behind you, hard from smelling you and feeling you against me. My hand reaches around and grabs your breast firmly and I start to kiss your neck. "You wanna sleep? I want to make love with you." I kiss your neck again.
 
I give a soft moan, barely awake, just feeling your caresses. "Make love to me, Reece," I manage to say sleepily.
 
I slide out of my boxers and climb between your legs. My hands grip the waist of your shorts and panties. "Hips up sweetheart," I say.
 
I raise my hips and watch you with half lidded sleepy eyes as you gently pulled my panties and shorts off of me and your hands return to my hips. My hands gently grasped your wrists as I look up at you sleepily.
 
You grab my wrists early and I look at you lovingly. I pull one hand free just long enough to slide over your stomach, down to gently rub over your pussy, and then to my cock to slide myself inside you before gently returning to your hip where you grasp it again. "Feel okay baby?" I ask.
 
I give a soft moan and sigh of happiness, nodding. I just wanted to touch you, feel you, all over. I gently tug on your hands, trying to bring you closer to me.
 
I let you pull me down to you so that I can kiss you while gently sliding in and out of your warm, wet slit. You feel amazing and I am so in love with the girl that is going to give me a baby.
 
I kiss you as you gently slide in and out of me, and I feel such overwhelming love for you, the father of my child, and I can feel tears forming, tears of joy and happiness.
 
I keep kissing you, getting into a rhythm where I feel you firmly against the underside of my cock, my most sensitive place. I can't ever get enough of you and I raise up from kissing your neck and see your eyes water up. "You okay baby? Am I hurting you?" I ask, slowing down.
 
"I'm fine, baby," I tell you, a tear trailing down. "I'm just so happy and so in love with you. . . Please, keep going. . ."
 
I lean in and kiss you as tenderly as I ever have. "I want you to cum for me preciousm. I love you." I get back into my rhythm, feeling you grip me tightly in your wonderful little pussy.
 
"I love you too," I moan, letting you get back into your rhythm, the tender kiss still lingering on my lips.
 
I raise up only slightly to get an angle where I can take you deep, keeping a slow, loving rhythm, my hands wide, feeling your thighs.
 
I give a soft gasp of pleasure as you change position, and it's not long after that that I cum, whimpering loudly, holding onto your wrists as I quiver beneath you.
 
As you cum I cannot resist and explode inside you. I lean over and rub your tummy. "Sorry little Reece," I joke. I kiss you again.
 
I wake up the next morning a little groggy, but feeling well rested.

Soon, however, a bout of morning sickness hit me and I dashed to the bathroom, making it just in time. As I retch, I hope I don't wake you up, and I lean my head against the toilet seat cover for just a minute, breathing heavily.
 
I show up right behind you, and rub your back and hold your hair, offering a towel for you as well. "Poor thing," I say, kissing your forehead as you stand up. "You don't have to work tonight if you don't want, but you do have to come for the talent show. There's as surprise."
 
"Really?" I ask softly. Your hand on my back and the towel felt divine. "I should be fine by tonight, but what's the surprise?" Feeling sleepy again, but not like I'm going to throw up, I lean back and look up at you.
 
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