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He stood, shutting his laptop with a soft click. As he unrolled his sleeves, I couldn't help but admire the play of muscles beneath his skin. Months of intense training with Bronson had restored Oliver to his former glory – lean, cut, and utterly irresistible.
"Maybe I don't want to say no," Oliver murmured, closing the distance between us. His hand cupped my cheek, thumb tracing my lower lip. "Maybe I'm just as addicted to you."
I leaned into his touch, my body humming with anticipation. "We're going to be late," I whispered, though I made no move to pull away.
Oliver chuckled, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. "Then we'd better hurry." He pressed a quick, searing kiss to my lips before leading me out of the office, his hand protectively at the small of my back.
As we made our way to the car, I couldn't help but wonder – boy or girl? Either way, our child was already loved beyond measure, created from a passion that showed no signs of dimming.
Waiting for the doctor to arrive in the ultrasound room felt like an eternity. Oliver couldn’t sit still, hopping from foot to foot until I finally told him to sit down.
“Will you be upset if we’re having a girl?” I asked, trying to break the tension.
“Absolutely not,” he replied, his eyes locked on mine. “Any child that’s a part of you is special.”
“But you want a boy,” I said, searching his face for honesty.
“I’ll admit I would, but I’ll take either,” he said, squeezing my hand reassuringly.
“We need to think about names, and none of the horrid ones you’ve come up with,” I said, giving him a playful nudge.
Oliver had handed me a list a couple of weeks ago with names he liked for our son: Reginald, Beauregard, Helios, Omega, and Ivar. I had flat-out refused them, preferring more traditional names. I could sense this would be a battle.
“Those names were perfectly fine,” he insisted, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.
“Sure they are if you don’t mind our son coming home with a bloody nose each day,” I retorted, rolling my eyes.
“Nonsense,” he said, dismissing my concern with a wave of his hand.
“The answer is no, so throw away the list and start over,” I commanded, standing my ground.
“For you, I will,” he said, his voice softening.
“Thank you, Mr. Fox,” I said, feeling a rush of affection.
“It’s my pleasure, Mrs. Fox,” he replied, leaning into place a firm kiss on my lips. My stomach flipped with desire, wishing we were alone.
Dr. Stein entered the room several minutes later, smiling as she washed her hands at the small silver sink. She came over and squirted some warm gel on my belly, her demeanor calming and professional.
Oliver held my hand tightly, his eyes glued to the screen that seemed to show nothing but globs. Dr. Stein stopped and pointed to the screen.
“There’s your baby. Let’s see if we get some cooperation to determine the sex. You do want to know, don’t you?” she asked.
“Yes, please,” Oliver practically shouted, his excitement palpable. Our baby turned, giving the doctor a clear view.
“It looks like you’re having a little boy,” she announced.
Oliver beamed, his wide smile showing all his perfectly straight teeth. I joined him, thrilled that he was getting his wish for a son. The doctor finished up and handed me some towels to wipe the gel off my stomach. After she left the room, Oliver kissed me hard, his tongue thrusting into my mouth, causing my belly to clench. I almost let a moan escape but managed to stifle it.
"More," I panted, my breath ragged.
"Jesus Christ, Ryleigh, we've already done it twice. Let me rest," Oliver groaned, his voice laced with exhaustion.
"I should be rewarded for carrying your son," I teased, a wicked glint in my eye.
"Rewarded, huh? This feels like penance," he shot back, chuckling.
I was on top of Oliver, his semi-hard cock still inside me. We'd headed for the bedroom the moment we walked through the door and had been at it for the past hour and a half. Oliver had spent several minutes with his head buried between my thighs before putting me on all fours and thoroughly fucking me. It wasn’t enough. Ten minutes later, I coaxed another erection from him and climbed aboard.
