"You're staring."
"Am I?"
"Mmhmm..."
"Mayhap it is because you are so beautiful, and the sight of our babe at your breast makes me want to do wicked things to you."
"Well, I guess it's a good thing he's asleep. Now you can do some of those wicked things you're thinking about."
Connor lifted Mackenzie as if she weighed no more than their children, and he placed her gently on the bed. As his fingers intertwined with hers, he brought her hands over her head, using the weight of his body to press her into the mattress. Mackenzie pressed her hips against his straining erection, kissing his lips more hungrily than ever. And Connor showed her some of the wicked, naughty ideas that had been forming in his head, taking them both to heaven on earth, and beyond.
The End
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