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Her eyes flared, and my cock twitched.
“We would have to discuss how many kids we want. And if we want to leave it up to chance every time or do it methodical. Like the first baby could be Bardot’s because he’s so old—”
Sebastian chucked a pillow at me, and I caught it, grinning so widely it felt like my cheeks would split.
“Also because he’ll have more one-on-one time with the first baby. And then you and I could make a baby when I’m close to retiring—which really isn’t that far away in the grand scheme of things.” I sucked in a breath, overwhelmed at the thought of a career ending that I knew would be finite, but had never had any reason to really reflect on before now. “Or we could leave it all up to chance.”
“You’ve really put some thought into this,” Em mused, her eyes soft and a little misty.
“It’s not something we have to decide right now. Let’s get the last game and the wedding behind us first. But I wanted to get it out there.”
“Thanks for trusting us with that,” Em said, pulling me closer to her.
Bash nodded, his expression so damn stoic for a moment that I wasn’t sure if I should apologize.
“What’s going through your mind?”
He blinked, and his expression softened. “I’m imagining the two of you holding a baby and I just—” His voice broke, and I kissed his shoulder.
“I know,” I murmured. “It overwhelms me, too.”
Em cleared her throat. “I can’t wait for that future either, but all this talk of impregnating me has me ready to climb you two.” She waved toward our empty plates, her cheeks reddening. “We finished eating breakfast. I can’t wait anymore.”
“Noted,” I murmured, sinking onto the bed and wrapping my arms around her.
Bash stacked the plates on the nightstand and tugged off his pants. Em and I openly stared as he slipped his boxers off, freeing his cock. We clung to each other and gasped.
“Have you ever seen anything so big, Emily?”
She shook her head and stuck her hand out before theatrically pulling it back to her side. “Does it bite?”
Laughter rumbled from Bash and he crawled up the bed, settling on his knees in front of us. “It won’t bite. But if you ask nicely, I will.”
“What if I’m not nice about it?” Em folded her arms across her chest.
“You know what happens to bad girls.” Bash unfolded her arms and lifted her shirt over her head.
Now it was mine and Bash’s turn to gawk over her. “Good God, Bardot. Have you ever seen such perfect breasts?” I stroked my thumb across her pebbled peak and she moaned.
Bash pulled her pajama pants off and wrapped his arm around her, sinking his fingers into the soft places of her waist. “No panties?”
“They were soaked when we got to the hotel,” she admitted, her cheeks flushed.
Hazy memories of her giving me a blow job in the backseat flashed through my mind and I kissed Em’s sexy, filthy mouth, my hand searching until I found Bash’s strong fingers to lace with mine.
With his other hand, Bash cupped her breast. “Immaculate,” he murmured, dropping his head to suck her nipple into his mouth.
“Yes—” It was all Em could say as we kneaded and teased her flesh.
I nipped the skin at her collarbone, and she clawed my back.
“Mac,” she breathed. “More.”
“I aim to please,” I murmured, dropping my hand between her legs. We groaned in unison the second my finger stroked her clit. I slipped my finger inside her slowly. She rocked forward, pulling me in faster as her eyes fluttered shut.
I thought she would come from my finger alone, but her eyes snapped open and the fire behind them took my breath away.
“I said more.” She moaned and ground herself against my palm.
