Part 22

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Sarah and Nick had celebrated their first anniversary in Puerto Rico. Nick had taken Sarah to his childhood home, visited all his favourite places with her, introduced her to new friends and family, and spoiled her rotten. Tonight was their last night together. They'd be flying home together, but he'd be continuing on to New York.

They were soaking, naked, in the hot tub of their hotel room, Nick massaging her feet. Her head was laid back on the edge of the tub, her body immersed in the hot water. She was so relaxed, it felt as though her bones had turned to mush. 

"What am I going to do without you for three weeks?" she asked him.

He kissed her foot, then slid over to face her. He pulled her into his arms, kissing her. "Come with me?".

She groaned. "You know I can't, baby. I already took time off work for this trip. My boss will kill me if I take more time off so soon".

"You know, you don't have to work. I can take care of you".

"I know you can, but yes, I do need to work. I've worked since I was 14 years old. It's who I am". 

"But, you can't work forever, mami. You're going to stay home once we start having babies, so what's a little sooner going to hurt?".

She laughed, splashing him with water. "Look at you! We're not even married yet, and you have me barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen!".

"Barefoot, pregnant, and naked, in the kitchen....or in any room really", he joked.

She shook her head, smiling. "You're ridiculous".

He turned them around, so his back was against the side of the tub, her on his lap. "You will stay home once we have babies though, right?".

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Isn't that what nannies are for?". He shot her a look, making her laugh. "Of course I'll stay home! You and our family will be my first priority. But, I'll always need something, baby. To remind me that I'm still me".

He pouted, but didn't press. "And, when do you think we might get started on those babies? You're not getting any younger, you know?".

"Well, I can promise you that telling me I'm getting old is the first step in you being your own cock block, and no cock, no babies". 

"If it makes you feel any better, you're the hottest old lady I've ever seen. You're gonna be a total MILF".

She placed a hand on both his shoulders, looking up, thoughtfully. "Yup. I can actually feel my uterus drying up with every word you say". 

He laughed, sliding down further into the water, looking up at her. "I do wish you were coming with me".

She scooped up a handful of water, trickling it over his chest. "I know babe. I'm going to miss you like crazy". She ran her fingers over his beard. "You're getting prickly". She kissed him softly. He rubbed his chin against hers, making her giggle. 

"I don't mean to pressure you, Sarah, but if we're getting married next summer, you need to start thinking about things. I don't want a shotgun wedding. We're only doing this once, so let's do it right".

She didn't know why she was avoiding planning the wedding. She wanted to be married to him. But, it was freaking her out a little bit. "I know baby. I promise I'll work on it while your gone. When I don't have you distracting me with all your sexiness".

"Me? Sexy?" he teased, licking his lips. 

She traced his mouth with her finger. "So sexy".

He pulled her closer to him, kissing her neck. She melted against him, moaning, grinding her hips down on his lap. They wasted no time. Sarah rose to allow his dick to slap up against her ass. She reached behind her, grabbing it, and lowering back down on it, slowly. He groaned loudly.

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