Page 105 of The Refiner

“I’m gonna have another baby with you, Dr. Potter. But this time, it’s gonna be way more fun.”

If I wasn’t seconds from fucking her against the wall, I would bask in the revelation that she already considers Tatum a child we had together. Because we did. And now, we want another one. This one with mine and her DNA—a sibling for Tatum to carry on the traditions that Keagan and Piper started.

Keagan’s hands tighten around me as she pulls me closer by my cock and eases it between her tits. “Add the lube, Astor, or this won’t be nearly as pleasurable as it can be.”

I squeeze out nearly half the bottle and toss it across the room. We won’t be needing it anymore since my wife’s dirty mouth is inevitably going to shorten this event.

“Mmm…” She lets me go, so she can push her tits together, creating a small opening. “Go ahead, Astor, fuck me.”

If I didn’t need this clean sample, I would shove my cock so far down her throat that those filthy words would be replaced by moans and gags.

Grabbing on to her shoulders, I thrust into her tits, both of us throwing our heads back with the motion. This is destined for disaster.

I shove the sample cup into her hands. There’s no room for pride in this room. Not with my wife on her knees, my cock shoved between her tits. “The minute you get the sample, I’m gonna fuck you senseless.”

She has the nerve to look smug, like this was her intent all along. Distract me and turn this event into something a lot more pleasurable for me. “I’m looking forward to it.”

That’s it; I can’t take any more. I thrust into her softness, relishing her intake of breath as I use her body for what we need—a baby.

“Get ready.” My eyes pinch shut. If I look at Keagan on the floor, her stunning blue eyes staring up at me with no embarrassment, no fear, I’ll come all over her chest.

“Just let go. I got you.”

And I do, filling the sample cup before snatching it out of her hand and setting it on the counter. I’m frantic, sweating and more pent-up than one should be in a doctor’s office. “Your pants, Keagan. Now.”

I will chew a hole in them if I have to. I refuse to waste one more second not being inside her. “Okay.” She laughs when I take matters into my own hands and unbutton her pants, shoving them down to her ankles. “Step out.” She does and I only free the one leg. I just need her hot center wrapped around me.

“Oh my gosh.” I spin her in my arms and slam her back against the wall. “Astor! Someone is going to hear us.”

Didn’t I tell her we were going to be thrown out of here? She shouldn’t start things she can’t finish. “Should have thought about that,” I hoist her up and her legs wrap around my waist immediately, “when you were spouting out all those dirty words.”

I shove my cock inside her in one thrust. “Oh fuck.” We both groan. She feels so good wrapped around me. Her muscles contracting and stretching to accommodate me.

“I love you.” She holds my face in her hands. “Baby or no baby, I am yours forever.”

Yeah, I make her scream inside that exam room for the next half hour until she comes on my cock, and we walk out of there with a smile.

Keagan’s moan has me snapping back to the present. “Dr. Katner says he’s going to give us one of these little things to take home.”

I step up to the exam table and take her hand. “I need no tool to please you.”

Last night I asked Keagan if she was disappointed that we ended up going the IVF route. Sometimes it’s important for women to live out their dreams in a particular way, but I should have known my wife would laugh in my face, come straddle me, and say, “Our dreams weren’t accomplished by taking the path well-traveled. We like to climb mountains barefooted.”

“Alright, here we go.” The doctor’s voice has me squeezing Keagan’s hand.

She was right.

Our family isn’t normal.

Our relationship isn’t normal.

And we’re okay with that.