My hand slides between her legs.
Lou’s smile widens and she snuggles closer, her fingers tiptoeing over my chest. “Let me break this down for you. We don’t need any more practice.”
Pregnant? Again? I catch my breath. “Really? Wow. We weren’t even trying yet.”
She winks at me. “Well, I guess we’re just so damn good at this that it doesn’t take much effort.”
I pull her closer, laying a kiss on her collarbone. “We are pretty good at this.”
She bites the corner of her lip. “Yeah. Maybe too good.”
She swallows hard enough that I can hear her. Her nipple beads beneath my tongue as I slip my finger into her already damp slit, it distracts me for the moment.
Her words find their way to my brain. I pull away from her sweet chocolate kiss shaped nipple. “Too good? How can we be too good?”
Lou presses her tits to my chest and throws her leg over my hip. “Twins—again.”