I could easily lose my shit and fuck her until she had a hard time walking out of here. But I was taking it slow, careful. Because another side effect of Elle being pregnant was that I was more than a little scared of hurting her. Or hurting the baby. “It’s like a fucking grape seed,” she panted, her fingernails digging into my ass as she struggled to pull me deeper. “It’s tiny, and you can’t hurt it. The doctor said so. It’s a grain of rice. A fucking lentil…” “Stop making me hungry…” I teased, kissing her neck as she panted in frustration beneath me. “You fucked the shit out of me the other
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