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Nate's POV

My eyes travel over the naked body of my beautiful wife and without even holding back a bit, I ram my cock into her as deep as possible.

Her pussy is still as tight and wonderfully warm as it was before she was born, although she thinks it's different.

Sophia's soft moans are like music to my ears and my breathing becomes more and more ragged. This is round six tonight and I don't know if I can do it again.

My heart is racing like crazy as I keep moaning, low and fierce, into my wife's ear, without any hint of restraint.

My wife's noises are getting higher and more staccato, letting me know she's about to climax too.

I claw my hands into her ample breasts and as our moans mix, we both reach our climaxes and I savor the feeling of her tightening around my cock, catapulting me even higher than I already have.

Sighing and totally out of breath, I bury my face in Sophia's neck and breathe soft kisses on her hectic pulse.

"I missed you," she whispers, running her hand through my tousled hair.

"You're only saying that because I gave you multiple orgasms." I mumble with a grin and bite her soft skin briefly.

She is so beautiful, so much more beautiful than anyone else.

I slowly raise my head and the sight of her dreamy face, which seems to be getting more beautiful by the minute due to the lack of make-up and the beautiful tan, hits me like a slap.

My lips instantly find hers and since I haven't even moved out of her, I start pumping into her again.

"I want your tongue..." she moans and slides her hand between our bodies to massage her clit.

"You're full of my seed," I gasp, kissing her more addicted, hungrier than before.

Something about her face rekindled my hunger.

"I'll wake you up with my tongue, I promise." I whisper and spill into her again without her reaching orgasm.

Shortly after, however, she comes again and this time I slowly withdraw, enjoying the last centimeters before slowly getting up and running to the bathroom to get a washcloth.

"We're doing bareback regularly again, love," I note as I pull the covers aside and push her legs apart.

"I take the pill, nothing happens.", she replies and I smile unintentionally.

"You said that the first time.", "You don't have to cum inside me every time.", Sophia hisses, suddenly annoyed and I look at her in surprise, my hand still wiping her middle.

"The only reason we don't use condoms is because of your selfishness. If you didn't feel the need to cum inside me every time, we wouldn't be parents today," she adds, before withdrawing from my touch and gets out of bed.

Her divine body disappears into the walk-in closet and a few seconds later she comes back towards me in a sweater of mine and short shorts.

"Are you all right, darling?" I ask worriedly, brushing the strands of hair out of her face.

"Aren't you happy?" I continue as she looks away.

My words make her look up again immediately and her brown eyes shine.

"Of course I'm happy Nate. My son is healthy and happy, my husband is with me and my family is fine, why should I be unhappy?" she replies, grabbing my hand.

These mood swings are a sign of a certain time of the month that I always look forward to.

When Sophia gets her period she becomes super clingy and almost sex addicted. In addition, she always gets emotional very quickly and I can really say with joy and pure honesty that I love this time of the month. Every time she visits my office with Harry, has lunch with me and then blows me off, or calls me four to five times an hour to make sure everything is ok, I enjoy to the last detail. I'm just glad she's with me despite all the shit over the past year.

"I love you, Sophia." I whisper and press my forehead against hers. Our lips touch very lightly and her hot breath hits my face, giving me goosebumps all over my body.

"I love you Nate. I'm sorry I didn't mean-" "It's okay, you're right. You don't have to apologize. I've kind of gotten a craving for pancakes. What do you think?" I ask me and get out of bed.

"And the first season of Friends?" Sophia replies and I immediately nod.

"We'll discuss more tomorrow over dinner. Thank you for taking the time, Mr. Joseph." I say while I shake hands with the man in front of me and accompany him to the elevator.

"Thank you, Mr. Vance. It is a pleasure to work with you. Have a nice day," replies the owner of the world's wealthiest construction company.

Just as he is about to get into the elevator, I see my son stepping out of the elevator.

His Versace t-shirt and Dolce Gabbana pants probably cost more than some in this building make, and I don't even want to mention the shoes.

Babbling and totally planned, he runs towards me and grins broadly when he recognizes me.

"Harry?" I say, still a bit perplexed, and pick him up.

"Mr Joseph, this is my son Harrison." I smile and the man nods, his blue eyes shining wide.

"A beautiful child. Have you ever thought about having him modeled?" asks Joseph, ruffling my son's hair.

"No, not really.", "That's my sister's number. She runs the children's department at Tommy Hilfiger's modeling agency, just in case you're considering it," he says, handing me a card before heading into the Elevator rises and disappears.

"Stefanie.", I say while walking into my room with my son.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Vance?" she replies and gets up.

"Where's my wife?" I ask confused and slightly confused.

Sophia never takes her eyes off Harry and now he appears here in the car as if by himself. Something is wrong and I'm really starting to worry about my wife.

"I don't know, Mr-", "Harrison!" comes the most beautiful voice and I see the body that goes with it.

I can breathe properly again, but on the other hand, the sight of my wife takes my breath away.

The fabric she is wearing is skin tight and I can say with 100% certainty that she is not wearing any underwear.

"What happened, Sophia?" I ask and hand her our son.

I watch her smile as she buries her nose in the hollow of his neck over and over again and kisses his skin.

The bond between the two is intense in a different way and I love watching them together.

I lead the two of them to my office and ask Stefanie to bring us coffee and fruit before I turn to my wife again.

"I just got into the elevator with him and there were a few other people inside, he threw off his hat and I was just going to get it when the doors closed. Someone seemed nice enough to push your floor and he got off with you. Thank goodness." She sighs, kissing me this time.

"Calm down, love. He wouldn't have been harmed in this building anyway. Everyone knows him and everyone knows you, they would have just brought him to me," I reply, rubbing her back while keeping an eye on Harry for him none of my documents defaced in any way .

Because there's a reason my home office is always locked.

"But what if someone who doesn't like you or me saw it and then took him away," she suddenly sobs and I sigh and wrap my arms around her body.

It breaks my heart to see my wife in such anxiety, but unfortunately there is nothing I can do about it. I'm already taking the necessary safety precautions and even a lot more, but she's a mother and that's why that fear will always be there.

"He wouldn't have gotten very far. Let's forget it, he's here now. What did I do to deserve this wonderful visit?" I say to deviate from the topic as I sit down in my chair.

Before she begins to speak, her eyes dart away briefly and then back into my face.

Something is wrong here.

"I missed you. It annoys me that you have to go straight back to work after a two-week business trip.", Sophia replies and I watch her walk around my table and make herself comfortable on my lap.

"This house we're about to live in doesn't pay for itself just by sitting around and having sex, my dear." I grin and kiss her neck.

The knock on the door causes Sophia to get up and with a sigh, my wife sits back down in the chair in front of me.

I'm intoxicated by her beauty and if Harrison weren't here I would have bent her over the table and fucked her till I dropped.

Stefanie puts down the fruit basket and the coffees before turning to us.

"Mr Vance, Sophia, I would like to share something," she says, looking especially at me with a smile.

"You're pregnant. It's going to be a girl, am I right?" My wife's voice sounds before my longtime assistant can even continue.

I look at Sophia, noticing how joy but also something like uneasiness fills her eyes.

Stefanie's facial expression speaks volumes and the shock that flashes in her blue eyes makes me smile.

"Congratulations, Stef." Sophia smiles before she gets up and hugs her friend.

"Where-", "I just felt it. If you go shopping, you absolutely have to take me with you. The girls' stuff is so cute! And Harry needs new clothes every once in a while," says my wife, beaming, but in hers Facial expression is something I can't really name and it bothers me to the core.

"No, he doesn't. He's wearing Versace, Sophia. Need I say more?" I say sternly, trying not to grin as she rolls her eyes and sticks her tongue out at me like a little kid.

"Congratulations, Stefanie. Does that mean you're leaving us in a few months?" I ask, smiling at her while offering her a chair.

"Unfortunately, yes. But Mr. Vance, I have been working with you for almost six years and I would be very happy if I could start here again after the birth. This company is like my second home," she explains to me and I see that well-known sparkle in her eyes, which also adorned Sophia's eyes when she was pregnant.

"Of course you can work here again. You're my most trusted employee and a good friend of both of us. How long do you plan to stay home after the birth?" I ask, watching Harry reach for a strawberry out of the corner of my eye.

"Maybe more than half a year, if that's okay with you.", "You can even do a year, Stefanie and you should be aware that you'll still be paid because it's only maternity leave."

I watch her eyes widen and surprise is written all over her face.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Vance.", "My name is Nate, Stefanie." I smile and she gives me a happily grin before turning to Sophia.

As the two talk, my eyes keep following Harrison, simply because I'm too scared that he might harm himself.

After Stefanie left, my wife looks me in the eye and I can really feel that she's finally telling me what's on her mind.

Sophia gets up and sits on my lap again before stroking my cheek and sighing loudly.

"I'm pregnant, Nathaniel," she says, and with the utterance of those words, my whole body fills with pure joy.

I can feel my smile getting bigger and the happiness reflected in my facial expression.

"That's - wow," I say, looking into her eyes, but when I see that Sophia isn't half as excited as I am, my heart tightens in a disgusting way.

"Don't you want the child?" I ask, swallowing, turning my gaze away from her eyes to fixate on my son, who is looking at me with a broad smile, as if he knew he was going to have a sibling.

"Do you want it?" Replies Sophia, wiping the tears from her face and constantly trying to restore eye contact.

"Of course, Sophia. Why wouldn't I want a child that's half mine and half my dream girl's genes? You're afraid we won't make it, aren't you?" I ask, pulling her closer to me .

"I'm far too young to be a mother. I can manage to nod. Harry deserves a better mother..", she sobbed suddenly and hugged me.

My heart is on fire and my throat is getting dry as I rub her back and sigh.

"Darling," I begin, before silently asking her to look me in the eye, "You're young, yes, but you're not a bad mother by any means. The way you treat Harrison is uniquely beautiful and no one could do a little better than you do i want this kid but if you say you cant do it then you dont have to keep it i just want you to know that no matter what you do, i will always be with you and I will always support you." I say kissing her forehead.

"Nate, what makes you think I don't want to keep this child? There's no way I could ever part with my heart's blood in a million years," she replies, stroking my cheek, bringing our lips together.

I moan softly into her mouth, clutching her hips and growling as Sophia begins to move her hips.

I lift her onto the table and stand in her crotch to better feel her soft flesh against my cock.

My lips slide to her neck and I lick her racing pulse with relish, can't get enough of my beautiful wife.

Add to my endlessly intense lust for this crazy woman, add to this the fact that she is now the mother of my second child and I couldn't be happier.