Takes 2 to Tango - Blake Lively

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Part 2 of Moonlight *warning smut*

Reader POV
You were currently making breakfast. While Blake was upstairs. Or at least you though as the blonde Goddess carrying your kids comes down the stairs.

"Yes mom I know. I know. She's right here. Yep she always making me breakfast. I rarely ever step foot in the kitchen. Wait tonight? Uhm okay. Yea................ We will be there early. I'll let her know."

You furrow your eyebrows on what you need to know while Blake says bye to her mom. You guide her to the island and slide her plate in front of her with some apple juice. It's been her thing lately.

"What's wrong baby?" You question as you hug her from behind and rubbing her belly.

"Dinner with my parents tonight. They invited your parents as well. Uhmmm....... I think my mother already knows I'm pregnant. We have to tell them. Also, mom said your cooking."

You sigh and fall to the floor in defeat. Blake tosses a piece of toast at you.

"You burnt it." She says as a diva, but instantly regrets it. "Ohh my God baby I'm sorry." You laugh as you eat the toast.

"Babe it's not burnt. Anyways I agree with telling them, but I thought you wanted to wait?"

"I did, but now.... Ugh now I have to be around them in their house. I can't lie to them either. Ohh and even worst they are definitely going to try to give me wine." You laugh while sliding a piece of toast from your plate to hers. Giving Apollo the left overs from the slice you ate.

"Okay baby relax regardless they will be happy. I just now have to call my sisters before we deliver the news or Rumer might just murder me."

"There is no might she will murder you." You kiss Blake's cheek quickly after she grabs your glass of juice drinking it. "Why must you insist on drinking what in my cup? What if that was Vodka or Tequila?"

Blake's eyes dilated when you mention Tequila. You turn into a freaky fuck boy and she loves it.

"I think you should drink some tequila." You roll your eyes as you take her glass. She quickly slides her hand down to your waist line.

"Babe what time do we have to be there?" She's busy trying to get pass the drawstring on your shorts. "Babygirl." Her eyes snap up to yours.

"Ohh uhm well you are making dinner so maybe we leave here at "3" arrive at 5:30."

"Your kidding right. It's an hour drive at most. Therefore no we are not fucking in the car. Stop it." Blake pouts and you pay her no attention.

"Can we please?" She begs.

"Blake we literally just.... you know what come on." She locks her legs around you and you carry her to the couch.

"I literally can not get enough of you. Fuck!" The actress pulls you down and you hover right over her. You give her a few gentle kisses before it starts to become more heated.

Blake pulls you closer to her and locks her legs around your hips. You decide to switch the positions. You lift Blake and sit with her on top of you instead.

Your phone starts ringing, but you both don't stop. Blake loses her shirt and you stare at her chest. Her boobs getting bigger because she's pregnant again.

"Please." You keep kissing Blake as you massage her boobs. You loved her ass just as much as her boobs. One being a favorite is a choice you will never make.

You break the kiss and take her left nipple into your mouth. The blonde throws her head back in bliss. While the other hand slides down and starts rubbing her through your boxers she threw on. She grips you tightly and let's out a moan.

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