The soft glow of the lamplight spilled across the living room, casting long shadows over the worn leather couch where Liam and Elena curled together after dinner. The faint scent of rosemary from the roasted chicken still lingered in the air, mingling with the subtle vanilla of Elena's perfume as she leaned into her husband's side. His arm draped around her shoulders, fingers tracing idle circles on her sleeve, and the quiet hum of the city outside their window filled the pauses between their easy conversation. Liam's cheeks already held a faint pink from the wine, but the moment shifted when Elena tilted her face up, her eyes warm and inviting. She pressed a sweet, short kiss to his lips, soft and lingering just enough to draw a quiet sigh from him before she pulled back with a smile that held something deeper.

"I want a baby with you, Liam," she whispered, her voice steady and full of longing as her hand slid down to rest on his thigh. "Not someday—now. I keep dreaming about it, about us making a family, about feeling your child growing inside me." The words hung between them, thick with promise, her fingers giving a gentle squeeze that sent a spark through the quiet intimacy of the evening.

Liam's face flushed deep crimson, the color blooming from his neck up to his ears as he ducked his head, a shy laugh escaping him. His heart raced, equal parts embarrassment and the sudden, tender pull of desire that her openness always stirred in him. He loved how she voiced it so openly, even as it made him blush harder, his body already responding with a subtle warmth that pressed against his jeans. Elena's gaze softened further, her free hand cupping his jaw as she leaned in again, ready to bridge that shy gap with more than words.

Her lips met his again, but this time the sweetness gave way to a hungry press, her mouth parting to slide her tongue against his in a slow, deliberate stroke that drew a low groan from deep in Liam's chest. Elena's fingers threaded through his hair, tugging gently as she shifted closer on the couch, her breasts pressing soft and warm against his shirt while her other hand slid higher up his thigh to cup the growing hardness of his cock through his jeans. She felt him twitch under her palm, already thickening with need, and she moaned into the kiss, her hips tilting forward instinctively as if already imagining him buried inside her.

"I want you to put a baby in me tonight," she breathed against his mouth, pulling back just enough to meet his eyes, her voice thick with desire as her fingers worked open his fly to wrap around the hot, rigid length of his cock. "Feel you pumping your cum deep in my pussy until it takes." The words made Liam's face flame even hotter, a vivid crimson spreading from his cheeks down his neck as embarrassment warred with the sharp spike of arousal that had his shaft pulsing in her grip. His hands found her waist, then higher, thumbs brushing the undersides of her breasts through her top, but he ducked his head shyly even as his hips bucked up into her touch, the shy tilt of his mouth betraying how much her openness unraveled him.

Elena smiled at the flush, leaning in to kiss the heated skin of his jaw while her hand stroked him firmly, thumb circling the slick head of his cock. "You're blushing so beautifully for me," she murmured, guiding his hand between her legs so his fingers could feel the damp heat of her pussy through her panties. Liam's breath hitched, his blush deepening as he pressed closer, the tender ache of wanting to please her mixing with the raw pull of their bodies aligning for the family they both craved.

Elena pressed her thighs around his fingers, rocking her hips to grind the soaked lace of her panties against his palm, the slick warmth of her pussy making his breath catch again. "That's it, baby—feel how ready I am for you," she whispered, her free hand stroking his cock in long, firm pulls from base to tip, spreading the bead of precum over the flushed head. Liam's shy fingers pushed the fabric aside, sliding two digits through her folds to circle her swollen clit, and she gasped at the contact, her breasts

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