Three

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Later that night....

"Why can't we have another baby Jessica?"

"Because I don't want another baby."

"You told me at the beginning of our marriage that we were going to have lots of kids."

"I don't want anymore now."

"Two months ago you did, why the change of heart?"

"Because nows not the time." She sat on the bed, taking off her robe.

He sat beside her and sighed.

"We aren't getting any younger Jessica."

"I know, but we aren't ready for another baby."

"Jessica you're talking like we aren't actors and we're struggling."

"Sam, shut up."

"Jessica..Why!" He reach over and rubbed her thigh.

"Because I just miscarried a baby last week!" She screamed, tears running down her face.

"Jessica." He said softly.

"No!" She ran to the bathroom and locked the door.

He ran after her, leaning against the door.
"Jessica please let me in."

"Leave me alone." She sobbed.

He dug in his pocket, digging out his keys.

"Jessica baby you know I have the key. Let me in honey."

She unlocked the door and sat against the bathtub. Her knees to her face. He shut the door and sat beside her.

"Jessie, I'm sorry."

He pulled her onto his lap, rubbing her back.

"I love you. So much, more than life."

She cried into his neck.

"I-I-I was g-going to t-tell you, b-but I lost the baby."

"Shh it's all right Jessie."

"I wanted another baby, but I can't now."

"It's fine baby. Don't stress over Abigail and I."

He kissed her head, tears in his eyes.
She looked up and kissed him deeply. He groaned and pushed her onto her back. She wrapped her legs around him, panting as she fumbled with his belt.

"Love....so....much." She panted.

She pulled him out and he slid her panties over, pushing himself inside. He thrust into her, her head thrashing around as she arched her back. He planted kisses all over her chest. Her toes arched and he thrust harder.

"Please." She panted, licking his lips.

Her nails went into his back as she guided him with her legs. He ripped open her dress, nipping and sucking. They cried out as they reach their high together.

"Oh how I love you Sammy." She panted.

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