His gaze shot back up to hers. “Your pussy is mine, is it not?”

Her heart thundered as she whispered the answer. “It is.”

“Been licking it, eating it, savoring it for years now.” His nostrils flared, and his voice lowered. “I’d know my pussy if we’d been separated a decade and I was blindfolded the first time I tasted it again.”

A delicious shiver surged through her, pulling her naked nipples into tights buds and sending a rush of wetness to her exposed core.

An appreciative growl vibrated in Danny’s chest. “This is my pussy, and as sweet as it is, over the past month or so, it’s been changing.”

Julie’s body tensed as she tried to pull her knees together.

“No way, honey.” Danny’s eyes lit up like candles. “Said there was a change, never said it was bad.” He moved his hand to her center. With his eyes never leaving hers, he dipped one thick finger into her warmth. “So wet, always so wet and responsive. And lately, a bit more swollen.” He plunged a second finger in, turning his wrist and immediately finding her sweet spot.

“Ah, Danny, that feels so good…too good.” Her body was wound tight. He hadn’t even touched her clit, and she felt tremors of an orgasm in the pit of her belly.

“Yeah.” He bent down and dropped kisses on her upper thigh. “Hint number two, beautiful, you’ve been more sensitive lately.” His finger swiped her g-spot again, massaging with perfect pressure as her breaths became shallow and uneven.

“Oh, God,” she pled, “you can’t possibly imagine…” She couldn’t finish the sentence. She had no words.

“Oh, honey, I can imagine,” Danny groaned.

Julie whimpered as his face disappeared between her legs. The minute his talented tongue entered her while he caressed her clit with his thumb, she unraveled. Thrusting herself onto his face, Julie rode his tongue like a pole dancer out to make rent. Her pulse raced as tremors shook her legs. Her climax consumed her, stripping her of air and rational thought. When it passed, every muscle in her body was shaking like gelatin and her mind was practically blank.

“Hint number three”—Danny grinned as he wiped his mouth, then licked her juices from his hand—“you taste sweeter than you ever have. I can’t get enough of you, baby. I think about it constantly.”

Her breath and wits were finally coming back to her. “Danny”—she shook her head—“none of those things can possibly be signs…”

She watched in fear as her husband picked up the test stick. An enormous smile broke over his face. “Told you you didn’t need that test. We’re gonna have a baby, honey.”

Tears filled her eyes as the news sank in. “I’m…we’re…oh my God! Danny!”

Instantly she was lifted into his muscled arms and carried back into their bedroom.

“It’s too damn early to call anyone, but Dad and Anita will be here later for the Memorial Day barbeque. Why don’t we celebrate just the two of us?” He waggled his brows, making it as clear as the line on the test just what kind of celebrating he was up for, and she wanted nothing less.

They were finally starting their family. Life was amazing.

Chapter Eleven

Always You

RAYS OF SUNLIGHT stretched through the bedroom blinds, painting stripes of gold on Julie’s skin. Danny lay on his side, his head cupped in his hand, and watched her chest rise and fall with each soft breath. She’s having my baby. His throat tightened as thoughts of the little person forming in his wife’s stomach filled his mind. He’d had a feeling she was pregnant for the past couple of weeks, but if his parents and older brother had taught him anything, it was never, ever ask a woman, no matter who she was, if she’s pregnant.

“How was I supposed to know she was just fat?” Jeff had asked their mom as she placed an icepack over his shiner.

She’d flicked his ear. “You never ask a woman when she’s due, ever. In fact, the only time you inquire about a lady’s baby is when she’s actually holding it, fool.” She flicked him a second time and left the kitchen, giggling.

So no, he hadn’t said anything to Julie, but he hadn’t been lying when he told her how he knew. He licked his lips, her flavor burned into his senses. There had been other signs as well. He’d noticed she was falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, and while he could find creative ways to wake her, the dark circles under her eyes made him want to hold her close while she slept. Her pussy wasn’t the only thing changing. Her sweet tits were getting bigger and firmer each day. His dick twitched as he stared at the pretty pink nipples that peeked out of Julie’s blanket-covered form.

She’d given him everything he’d ever needed and was about to give him everything he could ever want.

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“WHAT’S THIS?” ALLAN asked, holding a tiny green gift bag.

Danny snaked out his arm, grabbed Julie, and pulled her against his chest. “Just open it, Dad.”

Excitement clicked from Danny to Julie like a Newton’s cradle as they waited for Allan to remove the newly purchased item from the small bag.

“A plush Dalmatian?”

As his father tried to make sense of the stuffed toy, Anita shrieked. “Oh… oh… you’re… oh, Allan, they’re pregnant!”

She embraced Julie, murmuring words of elation, while Danny waited for the news to hit his father. Allan’s eyes widened as he stared at the black-and-white dog.

Danny smiled. “Every firefighter needs a mascot, right?”

“Oh, Daniel.” Allan’s eyes welled with tears, making Danny’s follow suit. “Come here, son.” Allan opened his arms, and Danny walked into them. “I’m so happy for you and Julie. So much joy and love you and your brothers have given me. Enough to fill every single day of my life, even the horrible ones, with beauty. I wish that for you, Daniel. Congratulations, son.”

“Thanks, Dad,” Danny said around the lump in his throat. “I can only hope to be half the father you’ve been.”

The news was shared again a few hours later when Chester arrived. The bag he received contained a pair of shot glasses that Julie had found at the local gift shop when she and Danny went out first thing that morning, and they read, “Lil Shooter.” Upon pulling the glassware out of the small bag, Chester’s face held the same blank look Allan’s had.

Julie beamed. “It might be a while, but we figure there’s no one better than Uncle Chester to teach our kid the dos and don’ts of drinking.” She placed her hand on her flat stomach and shrugged. “Think you can keep those for him or her?”

A smile split Chester’s face barely a second before he swung Julie into his arms. “Julie girl, anything and everything for you. Your parents would be so proud.” He looked from Julie to Danny. “Thanks for including me in your life. I’m honored. You need me, I’m here.”

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“WHAT ON EARTH would make you think I’d miss today’s appointment?” Incredulity laced Danny’s voice. “Honey, have I missed any of our prenatal visits yet?”

“No.” Julie shrugged, guilt blooming in her belly for having thought, not to mention vocalized, her concern about Danny being unable to make the ultrasound appointment.

He had started a new job, bartending at a popular club in the heart of Baltimore, when they returned from their vacation. The money was great, but the hours were long and the management strict. They didn’t take kindly to staff being late for any reason. Since the only appointment Julie could get with the ultrasound technician was in the late afternoon, she’d prepared herself to see their baby for the first time…alone. She’d been fidgeting in the chair, sucking back water and praying they would call her back before her bladder exploded, when Danny strutted into the obstetrician’s office. All thoughts of bladder blowout vanished when his hazel eyes met hers.