“Not so hard.”

Bill Joseph Markowski “Not so hard.”
She pushed him away from her breasts and lay back in the hot sun. She loved him. But sometimes he was just too rough. She was secretly delighted that she could arouse him to the point that he forgot himself and acted so aggressively. He’d learn soon enough what made her happy and what was going too far. They were both learning about lovemaking and what it meant to pleasure each other.
“Sorry Mags.” He grinned and lay back in the cool water washing over them. He smiled at his little beauty and kissed her again. He loved her more than he thought he’d ever love another person in the world. Now and again he’d just look at her and have difficulty believing that she was all his; his woman, soon to be his wife.
“I’m going to have a baby.”
His heart raced. “Really, Mags? Really?” He was pleased. He wanted a baby, thought a baby would seal the deal, make her his for the rest of their days.
“No, not really, not yet. But if we keep carrying on this way, we’re sure to have a baby.” She pulled him onto her and for the third time that day, they again made love. Allingham