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  “Mmm… Yes, please.” He grins and gives me a kiss before grabbing my cinnamon roll and placing it in my hands.

  “Eat this first. I might not always get along with the man, but James is right. You do get feisty when you don't have your sweets.” I laugh.

  “I still blame it on the babies,” he chuckles.

  “Sure.” I slap his arm.

  “Take me home, you brute. I want the good loving.” He raises an eyebrow.

  “As opposed to every other day?” he asks chuckling.

  Once home, he proceeds to do just that until I pass out.

  Chapter Eight

  Junior

  Three Months, Three Days Later

  “Oh My God. I hate you, Hector. I am so uncomfortable. Why won’t these babies come out?” she asks sitting on the barstool in the kitchen.

  “Babe, it hasn’t been that much over yet,” I say as I try to commiserate with her.

  “What do you know?” she growls. If she wasn’t so distressed, I’d laugh at how cute she is right now.

  “You’re absolutely right, Carmen. I don’t know shit,” I say trying to appease her.

  “You have got to help me, Hector. I love you so much. I’m sorry about what I said earlier and pretty much everything I’ve said in the last week, but I need your help now.” She looks up at me. Her eyes are pleading with me.

  “Aww, babe. How can I help?”

  “Fuck me,” she deadpans twirling her hair around her fingers.

  “I’m sorry. What?” I ask totally confused.

  “Doctor Garcia said that is a tried and true way to induce labor. I need it. Help me.”

  How can I resist that?

  “Come on baby. Let’s go to bed,” I say deciding that I should indeed help my Princess out.

  She was just wearing a robe, but now she is bared to me. There are no words to describe how beautiful my wife is. Round with my children, she looks like a motherfucking Goddess.

  “Stop staring at me. Let’s go. Why are you still dressed?” she asks wiggling her butt on the bed.

  “Patience, baby. Patience.”

  “I ran out of patience about six weeks ago, Hector. Get that massive cock over here.” I can’t help laughing loudly. I strip quickly and join her on the bed. I kiss her pouty lips and help her move into a position that is comfortable for her. When she’s fully seated on my cock, she moves her hips. “Oh, God yes, this feels amazing,” she cries. Over and over, she rises up and down, until she throws her back screaming my name. I fill her with my seed. She moves off of me to lay on her back, both of our breaths coming in pants.

  “Why are you so beautiful?” I ask, kissing her again.

  “Shut up,” she giggles.

  “Are you in a better mood now?”

  “No. Ahh,” she says clutching her belly. "Holy fuck, it worked," she screams, clamoring up from the bed. "I need pants. Where are my pants?"

  "Calm down, babe. You keep your pants in your closet. Remember?"

  "Oh, right," she says going into her closet. She comes back out fully dressed, in leggings and my New York Knicks sweatshirt. Even nine months pregnant, it's too big for her. "You’re not out of bed yet? We have to go to the hospital, Hector."

  "We have time," I say getting out of bed.

  "There's no time. Get dressed, Hector. If I have these babies in the truck, I swear to God, I'll never forgive you."

  "Alright. Two seconds and we are out of here."

  “Two seconds,” she says sliding on some flip flops. I pull on some basketball shorts and a t-shirt. Then, I grab her already packed bag and some tennis shoes. “Where are my wallet and keys?” I ask, starting to panic a little.

  “Oh my God. They are right here. Let’s go.”

  Twenty minutes later, we are checked into the hospital and waiting for her doctor. She still looks like a Goddess, sitting in that bed that makes her look even smaller than she is.

  “Alright Mrs. Valladares, I see that we are ready to have these babies,” Doctor Garcia says as she breezes into the room.

  “Yes. So much yes,” Carmen says laughing.

  “Your contraction are a little less than five minutes apart, but you seem to be in good spirits. I am just going to check your dilation progress,” she says snapping on a pair of latex exam gloves. She lifts up the blanket, takes a look, then looks back up at Carmen.

  “What? What’s wrong?” Carmen asks panicked.

  “You are already almost fully dilated. Twins can do that. This is going to be quick delivery.”

  “Oh, thank God,” Carmen replies.

  “I'm going to have a nurse wheel you up to delivery and I’ll meet you there. Don’t push until I get there, got it?”

  “Yup. I’ll wait.” The doctor exits the room, leaving us alone for the time being.

  “We are about to be parents,” I say kissing her forehead.

  “We are. Are you ready?”

  “Very much so,” I answer honestly.

  “Me too.”

  “You have made me the happiest of men, Carmen. I know that you were worried about what you dad said to you before you ended him, but I can guarantee you that won’t be us. I loved you from the very first day we met, and I’ll love you until the last breath I take leaves my body.”

  “I know, baby. I know. You show me that every single day. Don’t think that I don’t notice that, because I do.”

  “Good. I love you. Now let’s get those babies into the world,” I say as the nurse comes in.

  “I love you too,” she says as I follow her and the nurse to the fifth floor of the hospital.

  In room 513, we welcome the first two of what I hope will be many children. Kathy Ann, a beautiful girl weighing five pounds and six ounces was born first. Hector the III, a strapping baby boy weighing five pounds, eight ounces was born second.

  Afterward, Carmen is showered and sitting holding one of the babies. I am holding the other. I look down into my son’s eyes. He is awake for the moment and I while I know that these moments are fleeting, I will always remember who I felt when he looked up at me. So much trust was there. I vow to never let my work interfere with my family. Famila, Honor, y Poder. It has always been my motto, but now it has even more meaning.

  Let someone try to come after my family and watch how I burn the world down around them.

  Epilogue

  Carmen

  Five Years Later

  Five years have passed since I met the love of my life, we have four beautiful children together. Three boys and I girl. They are the light of our lives and complete little hellions. I started working with the local women's shelter and really found my calling. Being able to help women in need somehow makes me feel a little closer to my mother.

  We started doing more charity work and outreach programs with them when my mother-in-law and sister-in-law became a part of them last year. We started financing to build our own shelter and with the help of all of the Valladares family money and name behind it, it is slowly starting to come together.

  Today is mine and Hector’s anniversary. I have been trying to find something to get him for the last month, but I can't find the perfect gift.

  “What do you get the man that has everything?” I ask Pilar. We have become super close over the years. She is one of my best friends. She is an amazing person to have in your corner. She gives me a wicked grin.

  “Well, the men have the kids and we have a good four hours before we need to get home for the party, right?” I raise my eyebrows and wonder were the crazy woman is going with this.

  “Yes,” I answer hesitantly.

  “Good. I think we should go to the spa. We’ll get pampered and get your vajayjay waxed.” I laugh.

  “Um, babes that does not sound like it would be for him.” She shakes her head.

  “You didn't let me finish. Then Benny and I will take the kids with us for an hour or two so you guys can get on the hanky panky train. You know that all he wants is you.”

  “The ha
nky panky train.” I almost fall out of my chair laughing. “He gets hanky panky every day. How is this going to be any different?”

  “Girl, all men want is the vajayjay and babies.” I snort.

  “Still don't know how that's an anniversary present.” She waves her hand in the air.

  “You can just put a bow on your lady bits and scream surprise.”

  “Oh my God.” Suddenly, the guys walk into the main house living room and come straight for us, ending our conversation. Benny pulls Pilar out of her chair and kisses her like he hasn't seen her in a year instead of fifteen minutes. Hector plops down on the couch and pulls me onto his lap.

  “Hey, Princess. What are you guys talking about?” he asks me after giving me a small kiss. I blush and I hear Pilar snort.

  “Oh, me and Carmen are going to have a girls day before your anniversary party. So, you guys get to watch the kids,” she informs them with a big smile.

  * * *

  “I can’t believe she talked me into this,” I mumble to myself as I situate myself on top of my husband’s desk, trying to find the right position to show off my new wax job. I haven't done one of these since our second anniversary. Luckily, it didn’t hurt as bad as I remembered. Maybe popping out four babies toughened me up more than I thought. After a few minutes, the door opens, and I smile big.

  “Buena noches, Señor Valladares. Your five o'clock is here.” His mouth pops open and he inhales deeply.

  “Sweet baby Jesus,” he mumbles under his breath as he undoes his tie. “You look incredible.” He makes his way to the desk chair. I can’t help blushing.

  “Strip handsome. I want your cock,” I demand. He quickly does what I say, and I lick my lips letting my eyes travel over his hard abs and thick cock. He sits there and grabs my hips.

  “Happy anniversary to me,” he growls. I lean my elbows on the desk and put my feet on either side of his chair he growls and leans forward and inhales deeply. Groaning before kissing my bare pussy his grip tightens on my hips and pulls me forward until his face is buried in my pussy. He licks me from clit to my tight hole, then sucks one of my lips into his mouth. My head drops back, and I moan. He lets it go with a pop. His skillful tongue swirls around my clit before he sucks it into his warm mouth. My hands shoot to his hair and I try to pull him closer to me. He growls and the vibration goes straight through me.

  “Oh God, that feels so good, Hector.” My legs start to shake and my pussy flutters. he must sense that I am close because he bites down on my clit. I come, screaming his name. He quickly stands from his chair, grabs his cock, and slams into me balls deep. I gasp and my back arches off the desk he groans.

  “Fuck I love watching your tits bounce as I fuck you, Princess. You’re so fucking hot,” he growls low. He grabs my hips again and pulls me to him on every upward thrust. I mewl.

  “Play with your titties, baby.” I whimper and do what he says. I pull my nipples between my fingers and pull them. My pussy clamps down as I do.

  “Oh Fuck, I'm going to fill your pussy up so good, Princess. You’re going to make me a daddy again.” I moan and nod my head as he moves his hand from my hip and brings it around to my front. “Now play with those pretty pink nipples.” He starts rubbing my clit as he pounds into me and I lose it. My back bows off the desk. My hips slam up to meet his thrusts and my mouth opens in a silent scream. He roars and slams into me one more time. “Oh, fuck yes milk my cock, Princess. Just like that.” He leans forward and kisses me. “I love you Princess, thank you for everything.” He whispers next to my ear before kissing my neck. I smile and kiss his chest.

  “I love you too, husband.”

  My life didn't turn out the way I thought it would it turned out to be so much more.

  Epilogue

  Junior

  Ten Years Later, Christmas Day

  Even though we don’t all live in the same state anymore, my family is still important to me. I talk to Eco every day. Benny lives down the street, so we work together on a daily basis. Ivy is off doing her own Ivy-thing, but we are still close. In fact, we’ve made it a point to try and spend the holidays together. This one is no different.

  Carmen, Pilar, Ivy, and Eva are cooking up a storm with Mom in the kitchen of the main house. Dad, my brothers, Sergio, and I are entertaining the kids with crazy stories about Santa’s journeys over the years. Even though our oldest children are fourteen, they pretend for their younger siblings and cousins. With the others doing the storytelling, I head into the kitchen. I miss my wife.

  I walk up behind Carmen. She is standing at the center island, dancing a little to the music my mom is playing. Her juicy ass has only gotten better over the years. I press my hard cock into her ass.

  “Meet me in the bathroom,” I whisper before kissing her neck. She nods and goes back to cutting carrots.

  A few minutes later, she joins me.

  “We have to be quick,” she says pulling her skirt up.

  “Why do we have to be quick?”

  “I’ve got a pie that will be done in twenty minutes and carrots that are boiling,” she says laughing. I pull her to me, kissing her neck. “Oh, all right. Someone else will get them before it burns the house down,” she moans.

  “Good girl,” I say pulling her skirt up higher. “Where are your panties?” I demand finding her bare ass.

  “What do I need panties for?” she sasses.

  “So other men can’t see my pussy.” She’s always pushing my buttons.

  “No one can see my pussy, husband. Don’t worry,” she says as she unbuckles my belt.

  “They better fucking not. I’d hate to have to kill someone on Christmas Day.” I hate to do it, but I would if I had to.

  “Calm down,” she says pulling my cock out my boxers. It’s hard as a fucking rock and already throbbing for her little cunt. Using my fingers, I rub her clit.

  “Always soaked for me, Carmen. Always.” I love nothing more than finding her wet and waiting for my touch. She still craves it after all this time, and I give it to her at least once a day. Nothing has slowed us down.

  “I can’t help it, Hector. I need you. Please don’t tease me.”

  “I love teasing you, Princess. I love it,” I say removing my fingers from her tight pussy and bringing them to my mouth. She tastes like Heaven and I can’t get enough of her.

  “Why do you always have to be so filthy?” she asks rolling her eyes.

  “You love it,” I say shrugging before turning her around so that she is facing the mirror. “Grip the edges of the sink, Princess,” I murmur. Kneeling behind her, I use my hands to worship her amazing ass. Then, I eat her pussy, really getting my face into it. I want to wear her scent in my beard. Is there anything more depraved?

  “Oh my God, Hector,” she growls, reaching behind her and pulling my hair. “Don’t stop.” As if I could. As if I would. Her pleasure is my only concern right now. Her pleasure has been my driving force for fifteen years now.

  When I chuckle into her pussy, she pushes her ass back on my face. Then she comes all over my face. I stand, gripping my dripping cock. I line it up with her opening and slam into her. She leans up, her back to my chest. With one hand gripping her hip and the other lightly wrapped around her delicate throat, I slam in and out her over and over. Our eyes are connected to one another through the mirror, which only adds another element of hotness to this. I can feel her pussy muscles tighten like a fist around my cock. I move my hand from her throat to her hair, wrapping it around it my fist. I tug gently, because I know that she likes it. Kissing her neck, I whisper how much I love her. How I’d kill for her. How I’d die for her.

  “Hector, I’m going to come,” she whispers.

  “Good girl. Come for me. Drench my cock,” I growl right into her ear. I can feel the goosebumps on her tan skin spring up at my words. I fuck into her harder and harder until I feel her release. I growl her name and fill her pussy with my seed.

  She turns her head and kisses me. I pull out of her
and slap her ass, just to watch it jiggle. God, I could watch that ass all fucking day.

  “Oh, by the way. I’m pregnant again. Merry Christmas, husband.” I watch in fascination as she pulls her skirt down and flounces out of the bathroom, like she didn’t just drop a bomb on me. We shall have to celebrate that news much later tonight. I tuck my cock back into my pants and wash up.

  Damn, that woman keeps me on my toes. Six kids in fifteen years? I am a lucky man indeed.

  Her beauty captivated by picture alone. Her singing like no one was watching endeared her to me. Her verbal sparring made me want her. The fact that she is a murderous seductress on one hand but needs gentle touches from me that is what clenched it. My love for her is beyond belief. I didn’t know that I could love someone that much, but I know it’s all her. She makes me a better man. She makes me work harder than I ever have to ensure she never wants for a damn thing.

  I don’t know what I did to deserve her, but she is the very best reward a man like me could ever earn.

  Acknowledgments

  Thank you to my husband, Seth. You have always been my # 1 fan. Thank you for supporting my dreams.

  MK Moore, my partner in crime. Thank you for pushing me out of my comfort zone. Thank you for dealing with my crazy ass when I am on a deadline. Thank you for being a kick-ass best friend. I love your face .6 times…

  Thank you to ChaShiree M for bringing me in on this series. I loved diving into the Valladares! I loved working with Pixie and MK as well on this one!

  Thanks, Pixie for the Cuban translations as well!

  Jenny R. Thank you for beta reading this! You are awesome!

  And to my readers. Thank you for sticking with me this far! I hope you love Hector & Carmen’s love story as much as I do!

  -KL

  XOXO

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