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Trevor stood at the door, ansty as he heard Becca's voice squeal with delight. The small footsteps rushed to the front door and the door swung open quickly. "Hi! Hihi!!" The young girl grinned, holding her arms up towards Trevor.
He sighed with a small smile and picked Becca up, holding the little one against his hip. "Hey sugar. Ooh getting big aren't cha?"
Becca ignored that statement and wrapped her arms around Trevor's neck, hugging him close. "You came at bedtime." She huffed, slightly frustrated her dad came to visit at 9pm. More or less 9pm anyway. He just chuckled lightly and carried his daughter to her small room. It was all blues and purples, homemade dolls strewn over the floor. Just as messy as her dad's trailer. But, at least it was in an actual house where she could get an education.
"oh I know I did sugar bear, but your pops is a very very busy man..."
"big time busy CEO!" She grinned.
"exactly. Now c'mon, I'll make you some breakfast in the morning. Gonna go talk to your momma." He placed Becca down and she immediately got into bed. Cuddling up next to a teddy that looked like a proper, not used version of Mr. Raspberry Jam.
But it didn't take long for Trevor to immediately make his way to your room, locking the door behind him. Instantly, he pounced on you, shifting you easily to be bent over. "Trevor-!!" His hand went to your head, pushing your face down into the middle of your pillows. He'd pull away if you didn't want it, but you had been looking forward to seeing him for weeks. There was no way you could keep your hands off each other.
"It's been fucking ages, I missed you." He muttered, practically ripping your underwear off, his own quickly following suit. Your legs spread best they could, and a little growl escaped his lips as he didn't waste any time fucking into you hard and fast. Thank god your face was in the pillow, so the sleeping Becca couldn't hear your moans. "I want a boy.." Trevor groaned into your neck, only increasing the pace.
"a...a boy..?" You repeated with a gasp trying to get used to the quick of feeling of Trevor's cock pounding you with unexpected intensity. Your nails gripped and pawed at the sheets as you tried to ground yourself. But he just mumbled a 'yeah', trying to nod despite the positioning.
It didn't take long for Trevor to cum, but he kept going, riding out the overstimulation of pushing and keeping his orgasm in your womb trying to increase your chances of getting pregnant.
You just hoped it work. Becca always wanted a little brother.