“What does that have to do with us, Leo?” “Promise me something, Addie . . . Promise me we’ll still be sneaking away to have crazy bathroom sex twenty years from now. Even when all our kids are downstairs, and we’re supposed to be adulting. Promise me we’ll still be so hot for each other that we still sneak away.” I drag her juices up to her clit and play. “How many kids are we talking, husband?” she asks through a shaky breath. “I’m thinking at least four. I missed out on you being pregnant the first two times. And I mean . . .” I pinch her clit, and she grabs my shoulders and drops her head
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