“But he’s been so gentle lately.” Cara hammers a fist to her chest, choking on her snack. “Please tell me he’s the type of dad who thinks he’ll poke his baby in the eye if he’s not careful.” “He’s taken to warning the baby every time we’re about to have sex.” Olivia scrubs a hand over her exhausted expression. “Okay, little buddy. Daddy’s coming in. Make sure you move all the way to the back.” Her wide brown eyes are full of disbelief. “It’s the anxious chuckling that really gets me, and every time I move, he stops and asks if I’m okay. I just … I need him to fuck me, you know? Really fuck me.
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