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I punch rab her lower lip with asallons of cum into her

“Jesus,” I groan against herto my side She has no choice but to co over my hip and keep myself planted inside of her while I let my heart rate come back down to a normal level

Rachel is silent, but she seems content to lie like this Her ar into my neck I’m content to stay this way as well, because I’ve never been averse to cuddling

Soainst the sto ht now, I’d want to stick my hand in between us and touch her belly That would probably freak her out, though, so I abstain

“Is this weird?” she asks, and the sudden sound of her voice startles me

Leaning back so I can look her in the eye, I ask, “Is eird?”

“What we just did?”

“Sex?”

“Well, yeah,” she says alht ht be weird actually isn’t at all “I mean… we’re coworkers We’ve known each other for a few years Noe’re fucking It’s just weird, right?”

“I’nant,” I say with a chuckle “The fact we’re fucking is just a bonus”

She gives a reluctant s look She wants h on a sex to be

I decide to change the subject “Did you fill Kynan in on everything we learned at Dr Anchors?”

Turns out, between ourwith him and whatever Rachel discussed with him privately, there just wasn’t a whole lot We were loaded doith literature on what to expect throughout the pregnancy, and had a good idea of ould happen on the subsequent follow-up visits Dr Anchors said there weren’t many limitations on Rachel this first trimester—at least physically for her job She told me she’d described to him what all she did Technically, she was as fit and physically sound to perfornant Of course, this ht not hold true two months from nohen she starts to show, and the baby could be rows

“I filled hi it wasn’t an enjoyable conversation