Kieran was, in fact, more than ready for round two. No sooner had the words left Katie’s mouth than his cock once again became ramrod-straight. Katie stroked it lightly, tickling and enticing him, before placing her hands on his naked chest and gently pushed him away.

Surprise and even a little bit of hurt registered on Kieran’s face, and he opened his mouth to ask why, or perhaps ask if he’d done something to piss her off, but Katie was quick to reassure her new husband-to-be.

“I want to ride you,” she said huskily. “Lie back for me, Kieran. Just relax, baby, and let me take the lead.”

She kissed him, cutting off whatever reply he was going to make, and kept the kiss going as she gently but turned him over. Her hair fell across his cheeks like a soft satin curtain.

Katie slipped her tongue between his lips. She loved the taste of him, and loved even more how he returned her warmth with his own. As they kissed, she slung her legs over to straddle his waist. Katie took his cock in her hand and lifted herself up a little, positioning him directly below the entrance to her recently-deflowered slit. Kieran watched, transfixed, as she made to impale herself ono it. Cum dripped out of her in thick, white globs.

Inch by delicious inch, Katie took him inside her all the way up to the hilt. She did it slowly, making sure to savor each sensation and each wonderful ripple of pleasure. Stars burst in her vision and her breath hitched.

“Does that feel good?” she asked, gasping a little. “Because it feels really fucking good to me.”

“It feels amazing,” he said. “I...what do you want me to do?”

Katie felt tears well in her eyes. Even here, even in such an intimate moment, Kieran was thinking of others before himself. It was precisely that kindness that drew her to him. He has such a sweet soul.

“Put your hands on my hips,” she whispered. “Help hold me in place so I don’t slip off of you by accident. Hold me tightly, Kieran.”

He did. His warm, work-roughened hands settled on her, and then Katie began absolutely going to town.

She began to ride him in the way she’d read about in her books on sexual technique, rolling her hips and driving forward to make sure his cock touched all the right places. Katie rode Kieran like a wild horse at gallop, clenching her teeth against the urge to cry out in pure, undiluted exultation. This was everything she’d imagined it would be, everything she could possibly have wanted and more. The thought of doing this with Kieran every day for the rest of her life was like an impossibly happy dream come true.

I was so stupid to dismiss having a man, she thought, as she felt her climax start building. Kieran is everything I didn’t know I wanted.

Some might have accused her of acting too quickly, of moving too fast with their budding relationship, but such protestations would have fallen on deaf ears. Katie didn’t have any second thoughts about what she and Kieran were doing. Perhaps she was being rash, but she’d spent six years being careful and cautious and biding her time, planning each stage in her grand plan meticulously. After six years of that, the idea of doing something rash and hasty was greatly appealing to her.

It was still true that half of marriages ended in divorce, she still remembered that statistic, but somehow she knew that wouldn’t be the case for her and her new fiancée. She wasn’t sure how she knew it, she just did. She knew, with complete and utter surety, that this was it. This was the one. He was the one. Kieran was not only giving her the child she longed for-he was giving her himself. He was binding himself to her, taking a leap of faith few other guys would. It only proved even more how fortunate she was to snatch him up before some other girl did.

I am going to do everything I can to make him happy, she vowed. Kieran deserves the best, he deserves everything I can possibly give him. I will never, ever give him a reason to regret choosing to spend his life with me.

“I love you, Kieran,” she whispered, as she rode him even harder. “I love you, I can’t wait to have your baby, I can’t wait for us to have our own little happy family.” She moaned as he groped her breasts, clutching them as they jiggled up and down. “Can you imagine what they’ll look like?” Katie continued in a seductive voice. “What they’ll feel like as they grow heavy with milk while my belly swells with your child?”

Kieran said nothing. He wanted to say it back, but speech was beyond him. He was completely in awe of this gorgeous, confident, utterly self-assured young woman who’d given herself to him so completely. I never had a chance, he realized, the thought somehow managing to penetrate the fog of pleasure and lust clouding his teenage male brain. I was always...we were always going to end up here, sooner or later. Katie was the sort of girl who knew what she wanted and never stopped chasing after it. He admired that about her, as he admired so many other things. She wanted me, she chased me, and now she’s caught me. It was kind of sexy now that he thought about it. She’s like one of the Amazons from Greek mythology. He’d read about those in his English lit class not long before he met her. Beautiful, strong, determined.

Katie’s moans were growing louder, her movements more erratic. She was so close, so very close to cresting the heights of pleasure again, she could feel it building in her core as Kieran’s cock slammed into her G-spot over and over and over again.

Kieran, too, felt the end approaching. He gritted his teeth so hard she heard the molars creak, his face becoming a mask of effort as the tension in his groin built to critical mass.

Then it exploded.

Kieran gasped, his eyes flying wide open. Colored spots danced over his vision. Flashes of bright light zinged through his head. Ecstasy, utter and complete, washed over him. He came with a strangled noise like a yowling cat, he could feel his cum spewing out of his dick and into Katie’s pussy as he poured himself into her. His hips bucked spasmodically. A primal, animalistically male instinct drove him to ensure he was deep inside her as possible.

Katie’s orgasm was more quiet this time around, but no less intense for the lack of noise. She arched her back, her mouth opening in a silent cry. The walls of her vagina clamped and flexed and rippled, massaging his cock in the most exquisite way. Her beautiful body was shining with sweat, and several strands of her hair were stuck to her forehead and the side of her face. She didn’t even try to brush them away as she let herself fall to lay against his chest.

The young couple slumped together, gasping, fighting for oxygen. Katie lay an intimate trail of kisses along Kieran’s collarbone and down his chest. She fondled his balls as his chest heaved with each puffing breath.

They lay like that, still joined in the most intimate way, for some time before Katie was able to muster the strength to push herself up onto her elbows. Kieran saw her arms quiver from the effort required even for such a simple thing. Katie was clearly exhausted.

“I want to go again,” she said weakly, her lips curving in a smile.

Kieran’s expression became worried. “Katie, you don’t have to push yourself. I can see how tired you are. There’s no rush, we can--”

She shook her head firmly. “No. I’m not nearly done yet. I just...” she swallowed. Her throat was parched. “I just need something to drink, maybe half an hour to rest, then we can go again. Is that all right with you? You can still keep going, right?”

The thought of even more sex made his dick twitch happily. Katie felt and gave him a sly grin. “I’ll take that as a yes. Men and women really are different when it comes to endurance.”

Kieran flushed, though he wasn’t sure why. We’re long past the point of modesty by now. “There should be some water in the refrigerator in the kitchen,” he said, pushing himself up with a groan. “I’ll go get it for you.”

Katie seized his hand as he turned to leave the bed, drawing him back to her. “Thank you,” she said, her eyes shining. “For everything. I can’t wait to start our new life together.”

Kieran gave her that soft, quiet smile she’d come to adore. “Neither can I, Katie. Neither can I.”

“You’re not having second thoughts?” she teased.

He thought about it for a good half a minute before replying decisively. “No. No, I don’t. I...I’m nervous about being a dad, obviously, but...but it’s not overwhelming if you’re there with me. Honestly, the thing I’m most nervous about is telling my dad about all this when we get back. Will you be there when I do?”

Katie agreed at once. “Of course I’ll be there, just like I know you’ll be there for me when I tell my parents too. I’m not looking forward to it either--they’ll probably be upset at first. But they’ll come around, you’ll see.”

“And if your father pulls out his shotgun?” Kieran asked. He was only half-joking. I’ve never met Katie’s dad in person before. I have no idea how he’ll react.

“I’ll make sure we’re close to a window,” Katie said with a titter. “That way you can jump out of it if you need to. But let’s not worry about that right now, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it and we’ll do it together. And for the record, I know you’ll be an awesome dad. I believe in you, Kieran. I always will. I can’t wait to see what our baby looks like. I hope it has your eyes and hair.”

Kieran snorted as he walked over to the refrigerator and began to rummage through it. “My eyes are boring,” he called back.

“They most certainly are not!” replied Katie. “They’re like the color of warm, molten chocolate. I love them.”

“They’re the color of mud,” Kieran said drily.

She grew momentarily serious. “I don’t want to hear your talk about yourself like that anymore. Don’t put yourself down. You’re an amazing guy. Start acting like you know it.”

Kieran wasn’t expecting such a forceful reply, but he nodded in acquiescence. She’s the type of person who wants to bring out the best in everyone, including me, he realized. She’s going to make me better, make me want to be better, by poking and prodding me in all the right places.

He brought her a plastic bottle and opened it for her. Katie snatched it as soon as he held it out and drank greedily. By the time she set it down on the nightstand it was almost completely empty.

“That’s better,” she breathed. “And I thought tae kwon do was a workout. Whew!” She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “Just give me a little bit, and then we can pick up where we left off. There are so many things I still want to try tonight!”

Kieran shook his head, unable to stop a laugh bubbling in his throat. Her irrepressibility never got old. “You really did do your homework.”

“Duh. A girl only loses it once. I wanted to make sure my first time was special.” She licked her lips, a lascivious gesture. “So far, I haven’t been disappointed. Now come lay down with me, Kieran. Let’s snuggle a little.”

He did, lying on his side so Katie could cuddle up to him, her back pressed against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, instinctively, pulling his woman to him. Katie made no attempt to resist, in fact she welcomed the gesture. She curled up against him like a contented cat, tilting her head up and turning slightly so he could kiss her cheek.

They lay like that for some time, kissing and caressing and stimulating each other with gentle touches. It was wonderful, but Katie made sure they didn’t spend too much time on it. Touching was great foreplay, but as water and rest rejuvenated her, her desire for him began to build again. Katie’s sex drive, once so carefully restrained, was well and fully unshackled.

She brought his hand to her lips, kissing each individual knuckle before slowly and seductively rising to a crouch. As he watched, Katie turned around so her rear was facing him, then got down on all fours and splayed her legs apart. Her pussy, swollen from use and dripping with their mingled fluids and fresh arousal, glistened in the soft candle-light.

“Well?” she asked, turning to smirk at him. “What are you waiting for, Kieran? I want to try doggystyle next!”

They did. They tried doggystyle, and reverse cowgirl, and even standing missionary, with Katie’s back pinned against the nearest wall, her legs wrapped around his hips while he thrust into her. That, however, was only the tip of the iceberg. Katie’s knowledge of the bedroom arts was almost encyclopedic, and she wanted to explore as many as possible. Her sexual appetite was insatiable, and Kieran was no slouch either. He was shocked at the depths of his own lust, at the ferocity of his desire for her. What they shared that fateful night tested their physical limits in ways neither of them never even imagined. Katie did things to and with him that most young men his age only read about in magazines.

It was almost five in the morning when, at long last, they both realized they couldn’t go any further. Katie was breathing so hard she sounded as if she were hyperventilating, her body dripping sweat, her hair plastered to her face and cheeks. Cum dripped down from between her legs, caked her hair, was spattered over her impossibly perfect breasts.

Kieran, for his part, was more sated and more exhausted than he’d ever been before in his young life. His back was a museum of scratches where Katie clawed at him in the throes of one orgasm after another. She didn’t know the precise number she’d had, but she suspected it was in the double digits. Hickeys marred the skin of his throat and upper chest. The muscles in his groin and hips were aching and sore, his cock was painfully sensitive from hours of heavy use. He felt utterly drained, which was to be expected given how many loads of cum he blasted into her. But he also felt amazing. He felt like a conqueror who, after subduing an enemy city, watched with pleasure as his army sacked it. He felt almost ten feet tall. His male ego was full to bursting with pride, though he did his best not to let it show.

Sleep began to close in on him, and he didn’t try to fight it. Katie’s breathing was already starting to even out, her eyes closing shut. She looked like and was an utter mess, but she didn’t feel ashamed or disgusted in the slightest. She felt utterly content, and was understandably quite proud of herself. Her quest to get pregnant had succeeded beyond her wildest expectations, and starting tomorrow she could look ahead to the future with joy in her heart.

I’m the luckiest girl in the world, Katie thought as she drifted off.

The following morning, Kieran woke up from the deepest, most complete sleep he’d ever had. His eyes flickered open blearily. Daylight was shining through the luxurious curtains that framed the wide bedroom window. A quick glance at the clock told him it was almost ten in the morning—later than he’d ever slept before.

For a split second, he felt a surge of intense of guilt. He was late for school! He had to get up, shower, and get dressed quickly! He reached down to the floor, expecting to grasp his backpack laying on the floor, but his fingers found only empty air.

Why isn’t my backpack there? Why isn’t it there? It’s always there! What--?

Then the memories returned. They hit like a tidal wave, and Kieran remembered where he was. More, he remembered who he was with—and what they’d done. His pulse quickened as he recalled the day he’d spent with Katie after arriving in Orlando. He remembered the aquarium, and the restaurant, and Katie’s shocking confession. He remembered his reaction, his anger and disbelief, and he remembered…

He remembered the warm, sweet softness of her lips, the exquisite perfection of her nudity. He remembered how wet and warm and tight her pussy had been around his shaft—

His cock twitched to attention, growing instantly erect, but what he felt was more than just physical. He recalled, with crystalline clarity, the way Katie’s eyes shone when she looked up at him, and how she’d met his gaze squarely as he took her virginity.

I got her pregnant. The realization sank in afresh. Katie’s going to be pregnant after this. And…and we’re engaged. Like, for real. She…we…

It was so much to take in. In the heat of the moment, with his passions running high, it had been easier to accept. But now…now he saw the full magnitude of what he’d done. It changed everything.

And yet I don’t regret any of it.

He was surprised at just how true that simple realization was. For all the life-altering implications of last night, for all the enormity of the decisions he and Katie both made, he couldn’t find any regret or second thoughts no matter how deeply he searched his own feelings. He was terrified, yes—but also increasingly excited, and the latter was starting to rival or even outweigh the former. Nothing was quite as scary as it might otherwise be, so long as Katie was with him.

She said she loves me.

Those words, spoken from Katie’s lips the first time he’d brought her to orgasm, still rang in his ears. Every time he replayed that moment in his mind, fireworks went off inside his heart.

He propped himself up on his elbows to look at her. Katie was lying like a contented cat. Her expression was one of peace, with just the barest hint of smugness in the way the corners of her lips quirked upward. She was probably feeling rather pleased with herself. Kieran didn’t blame her for that at all. He was feeling the same way. Nothing he’d ever experienced before held a candle to the wonderful things he’d felt with her.

She was still naked. So was he. The covers molded beautifully to her flawless shape, and her legs, only partially covered by the skewed sheets, called out to him like a siren’s song.

In that moment he wanted her all over again. His whole body was sore, and the tip of his cock was raw and sensitive from overuse, and yet he still wanted to touch her, taste her, feel her.

Katie’s words came back to him. “From now on you have 24/7 access to my body. I don’t care if I’m awake or asleep, my pussy is always open to you, and only to you.”

Was that true? Was it really okay if he took her while she was sleeping? Did Katie really mean it?

Of course she did, he realized. Katie never says anything she doesn’t mean. Ever.

Katie never stirred as he moved over to her side of the bed. Gently, he pulled the blankets away from her and used his hands to slowly pry her legs apart. Her pussy waited for him, swollen from their passionate tryst the night before. Kieran took a second to position himself, then shoved his cock inside her.

Her blue eyes snapped open instantly, and for a second there was panic there, but then she realized who she was with and where she was. Her expression turned into a sly smile.

“Well,” she said silkily. “Good morning to you too, stud.” She craned her neck upward to give him a slow, languid kiss. “This is the best way to start the day. Honestly, I was kind of hoping you’d do something like this. I’m glad you took the initiative.”

Kieran pulled out almost completely, making her whimper before he plunged back in. He drew out the moment, torturing her in the way only a lover could. “I couldn’t help myself,” he admitted. “I just couldn’t help myself, and I remembered what you said, and…” he trailed off and shrugged.

Katie laughed. “Hey, I’m not complaining! And honestly, it’s a huge turn-on for me that you’re bold enough to try it.” She winked at him. “You’re making excellent progress.”

“What can I say?” came his dry response. “I’ve always been a quick learner.”

“Oh, that much is clear—Oh, God!” Katie clutched at him, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders. “I can’t…I can’t hold on, I’m gonna cum already! Faster! Harder! Please!”

Kieran did, and at the same time, used his free hand to caress her clit the way she’d shown him last night. Katie’s response was instantaneous—she cried out softly and her pussy fluttered around his shaft like a butterfly, milking and massaging and squeezing.

Kieran fell over the edge right along with her. Tangled together, locked in a bedroom that smelled of sweat and sex, the world consisted only of the two of them. Kieran’s load was smaller and thinner than it might have been otherwise, but Katie didn't mind. She knew he was still running close to empty after their first night together. Besides, every drop counted, and she really did appreciate his newfound boldness. It must have been hard for him to find that sort of courage, but he was able to find it for me. The thought made warmth and butterflies pool in her belly.

He fell on top of her, too spent even to support his own weight, and she was happy to let him. She could even feel the thunder of his heartbeat where it pressed into her nude breasts. It matched her own.

“I love you,” she whispered, brushing his jawline with her palm. “I didn’t know it before, but I do now. I love you, Kieran. I know that…that things are moving really fast, but—but it feels right.”

“Yes,” he rasped. “I love you too, Katie. Are...are you feeing okay? After everything?"

She lifted one shoulder in an elegant shrug. "I'll be all right. My pussy and breasts ache, but that'll wear off. Other than that, I'm feeling fucking fantastic. Better, even. Last night was incredible. You were incredible."

She kissed his chest and continued. “When we get back from this trip, I want to do a courthouse wedding. I want everything official before we tell our parents. We can have a real wedding afterward, but…but I want to be your wife as soon as possible. I never imagined myself as anyone’s wife before, but I can’t wait to be yours."

“…You really don’t do things by halves, do you?” Kieran asked drily.

“Nope!” she replied cheerfully. “And I don’t intend to start now.”

The logistics of being married started to bubble into Kieran’s brain, like balloons held beneath water’s surface and then released. “What about…where we’ll live?” he asked. "We'll need to start looking at, like, apartments or something."

Katie kissed his cheek softly, then his nose, then his lips. “Let me worry about that. I’ve got a few places in mind already.”

“And…and my father’s shop?"

“I would never ask you to give up that dream,” Katie assured him. “Not ever. You’ve worked so hard for it, I’d never, ever try to take that from you. It’ll be some great additional income, and I love the idea of being married to a man who owns his own business. Between the two of us we’ll have no trouble at all making ends meet.” She snuggled closer to him. “It’s you and me from now on. I’m serious, Kieran—I’ve made my decision, and I’m never taking it back. I’m all in with you from this point forward.”

Her stomach gave a growl of impressive volume. Katie giggled, and sat up. “Well, I don’t know about you, but I’ve got the post-sex munchies. You hungry?”

“Starving,” Kieran confirmed. “I could eat an elephant.”

“Me too. Let’s get cleaned up and go get some breakfast. After all…” she gave him a seductive glance, her eyes running up and down his body. “I’m eating for two now. Wanna share another shower?”

Kieran needed no such invitation. He was already on his way to join her.

Forty-five minutes, two more orgasms and one round of steamy shower sex later, Katie and Kieran emerged from the bathroom looking considerably refreshed. Katie paused just long enough to make sure Kieran’s cum wasn’t leaking out of her before she began to dress.

Kieran watched her do it as he pulled on his jeans and shirt. “So…what’s on the agenda for today?”

“Well,” Katie said, drawing out the word. “Other than having sex as much as possible, we’re going to visit the Magic Kingdom. It’s the first of the four parks and I think you’ll really enjoy it.” She put on her bra with clear reluctance, and made sure to wear a skirt instead of jeans or shorts. “In case we get horny again,” she explained matter-of-factly. “That way all you have to do is push my panties aside so you can shove it in inside me.”

“You’re a regular sex fiend,” Kieran drawled, but his eyes danced with amusement as he said it.

“Damn right I am. Sex is awesome. It feels incredible, and when you’re inside me, it’s like…I feel whole. Besides, it’s not like I’m sleeping around or anything. You're my fiancé. Why should I be ashamed of wanting you? I told you, Kieran, that I’d always be a straight shooter with you, and I’m being one now when I say that I can’t get enough of what you can give me.” She gave him a fierce hug. “And if any other girls try to steal you away, I’ll rip their heads off.”

Kieran snorted with laughter. “I don’t think you have to worry about that.”

“With my teeth,” Katie continued, as though he hadn’t spoken. Her eyes danced with humor, though her tone was deadpan. “Just rip ’em right off. Blood everywhere.”

“Katie!” Kieran was laughing harder now. He just couldn’t stop himself. Katie began laughing too, and they were still laughing as they headed for the elevator. The hotel was still serving breakfast, which was good because Kieran really didn’t feel like driving before he filled his belly. He and Katie filled their plates with eggs, sausages, and bacon, and Kieran paused to snag a donut while Katie opted instead for a pair of biscuits.

“You like donuts?” Kieran asked.

“I don’t dislike them, but they’re not my favorite. They’re just, like, a little too sweet for me, you know? Don’t get me wrong, I like sweets as much as the next girl—”

“Yeah, I saw how you devoured the dessert at the restaurant last night,” Kieran drawled.

Katie gave him a playful smack on the arm. “Oh, please. Like you weren’t stuffing your face right there with me.”

“Yes, but I’m a guy. We’re supposed to stuff ourselves. People expect it. Ladies, on the other hand—”

Katie rolled her eyes, but she wasn’t offended. They both knew their banter was all in good fun. “Look, I’m the one carrying the baby. I’m the one who decides how much I eat, thank you very much.”

Kieran feigned a scowl. “Oh, now you’re just pulling rank.”

“Shamelessly,” she confirmed, and took a big bite of scrambled eggs.

“So…” His expression grew more serious. “You’re not, like, nervous at all about it?”

“Being pregnant, you mean?” she shook her head. “Not really. I’ve done all the research, so I know what I’m in for. I mean, I don’t expect it to be, like, a walk in the park or anything, but I’ve put years of work into making my body baby-ready. I even know the exact hospital I want to go to when the due date arrives. I’ll be fine. If I had to pick one thing I’m not looking forward to the most, it’d be the morning sickness. But that usually wears off as the pregnancy progresses.” She stabbed a piece of sausage with her fork. “I’ve been thinking of names, too. Connor if it’s a boy, and Deirdre if it’s a girl. What do you think, Kieran? You’re my partner in this and I want you to have a say.”

“Those names sound perfect,” he said, and meant it. “My grandfather was named Connor, actually.”

“Really? Damn, I’m good.” She took another big bite and swallowed. “What about you? Are you nervous?”

“Yes.” He didn’t even try to deny it. “But…I figure that, if I’m with you, I’ll figure out. I don’t know, like, anything about raising kids, but I’m going to start reading up about it as soon as we get back. I don’t want to be a burden to you, or—”

Katie placed a slender finger on his lips. “Don’t worry,” she said gently. “You could never, ever be a burden to me, Kieran. I’ll teach you everything you need to know, but you don’t have to learn it all at once and I don’t expect you to. We’ll just take it one thing at a time, okay? Honestly, the best thing you can do for me once I begin to show is just…be there.”

“I will,” he swore.

“I know. I believe you.” She patted her lips daintily with a cloth napkin. Her table manners, Kieran mused, were comically at odds with her sexual enthusiasm. “I’ve got a bunch of other stuff I want to try tonight,” she went on. “Once we get back to the hotel, I mean. There’s this one position called the helicopter—”

Kieran choked on his coffee and it took every bit of self-control she had not to start laughing. Instead, she slapped Kieran on the back a few times to help him as he spluttered and coughed.

“Sorry,” she said. “I probably should’ve waited for you to finish that drink before I said that.”

“You’re, like, serious? Kieran asked. "There's an actual…position…called the helicopter?”

“Yup! I think you’ll like it. I know I will. It looks like a lot of fun.”

“Looks? You’ve seen it?”

“In a book,” Katie confirmed. “I told you I did a lot of research, remember? I got some really good books about sexual positions and memorized all of them. Which reminds me, which one did you enjoy most last night? I'm curious."

I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how…straightforward she is about this kind of thing, he thought ruefully. “I…well…I think the first position we used was, um, really nice. It felt incredible. And the one where you were on your hands and knees—”

“Doggystyle,” Katie clarified helpfully.

Kieran turned even redder. “Yeah. Right. That one. I really liked that one.”

“Me too. It felt amazing. I think that was when you penetrated me the deepest. I really liked riding you in cowgirl, and when we did it in the shower before coming down here.” She gave him a wicked grin. “Who knew the best part of waking up wasn’t coffee in your cup, but you inside me?”

At his stunned silence, she leaned in for a quick kiss. “You’re so cute when you get embarrassed. Now c’mon, we’ve got a theme park to see!"

Katie's slender hand clasped his own and Kieran, powerless to resist, was pulled from his chair. They looked like--and were--a couple very much in love as she all but skipped to the front desk and asked for the valet to bring the rental car around. Kieran held the door open for her as she got into the passenger's seat. The weather was absolutely perfect: sunny and mild, with only a few fluffy clouds in the sky. Perfect for the busy day of fun they had ahead of them.

They were able to skip the line outside the front entrance when they got to the Magic Kingdom. They already had their tickets, and Katie had paid out-of-pocket for a special pass to help them avoid the lines to all the rides. Her face was alight with pure joy as she watched Kieran get his first real look at the famous theme park.

"Does it live up to the hype?"

Kieran nodded. The air was thick with the smell of popcorn and the distant sounds of laughter. The brightly colored buildings looked like they'd been plucked from a storybook: its Main Street was a whimsical blend of Americana and fairy tale. "It's amazing," he said. "I can see the appeal of it--it's like...a place to escape reality."

"That's the idea," Katie agreed. She reached into her purse and took out a map of the park. "So! Whatcha wanna do first, hubbie?"

Kieran reddened. "Er...maybe the Haunted Mansion?"

"Sure, sounds good to me! C'mon!"

Kieran watched as Katie's eyes danced with excitement, her skirt fluttering around her legs as she led the way through the throngs of families and tourists. They weaved in and out of the crowded pathways, passing by the iconic Cinderella Castle where it loomed large over the park. In a way, it seemed only fitting that their baby's creation had begun in such a whimsical setting.

Their baby. Kieran was still trying to wrap his head around that. Nine months from now, he would be holding a tiny, precious little life in his arms. He would be a father. The gravity of the situation hit him like a sledgehammer, and for a moment he felt faint. He took a deep breath and steadied himself. Katie noticed and gave his hand a comforting squeeze.

"You okay?" Katie glanced at him with concern.

"Yeah, just...thinking. You think we'll...bring our kid here someday?"

"Damn right we will," she said. "I can just picture it, Kieran. You, me, little Connor or Deirdre, all dressed up in those ridiculous Mickey Mouse outfits, smiling so big our cheeks hurt. We’ll ride the teacups and the carousel, eat turkey legs the size of my head, and watch the parade. And every night, we’ll stay for the fireworks. You’ve never seen anything like them. Just you wait." She suddenly pulled him into a fierce hug and caught his mouth in a passionate kiss, heedless of passersby. "You're going to be a fucking amazing dad. I believe in you. You need to believe in yourself too."

"People are staring," Kieran mumbled.

"Let 'em. I don't care," Katie whispered into Kieran's ear, her arms still tight around him. "This is our moment. We're going to make the most of this trip, and I'm going to enjoy every second of it with you."

They broke the kiss and continued walking. There was no rush or hurry in their pace; Katie wanted to duck into every shop and store they passed along the way. She pointed out every little detail to Kieran with the excitement of a child in a candy store, and he couldn’t help but get caught up in her enthusiasm. They stopped in one that sold all sorts of Mickey Mouse merchandise, and she grabbed a tiny onesie with the words “Future Imagineer” on it.

"What do you think?"

"It's adorable," Kieran said, taking the onesie from Katie's hand and examining it with a soft smile. "Pricey, though."

"Let me worry about that." Katie winked. She put a hand on her stomach. "For what you've given me, it's the least I can do." She saw one of the store employees staring a little and gave the other woman a cheeky wink. "What? Just because I'm not showing yet doesn't mean I can't start shopping, right?"

"K-Katie!" Kieran stammered.

"What? I want the whole world to know I'm yours," Katie said. "I'm not ashamed of it--hell, I'm fucking bursting with pride. You are my fiancée and the father of my baby and there's no better souvenir from our trip than something that says we're going to be a family."

"You don't have a ring yet, though." He sounded almost ashamed.

Katie nearly tripped over herself in her haste to reassure him. "Kieran, don't be silly. That doesn't matter. What matters is that we're in this together, that we love each other, and that we're going to the coolest mom and dad ever. I know you'll get me one eventually. But what the ring symbolizes, what it means, is what's really important." She cupped his cheek with her petite hand. "Don't think for one moment I don't appreciate the chance you're taking with me, or that I don't realize what we're doing here is...unconventional. But I wouldn’t trade or change any of it, not for a million diamond rings. Read my lips: I. Love. You."

Without waiting for a response, she turned and headed over the cashier. "We'll take this," she said firmly, putting the onesie down so the guy could scan it. "It'll be perfect for our baby!"

The guy behind the counter looked a little surprised, but he managed a polite smile as he took the onesie. "Congratulations," he said as he handed it over.

"Thanks! I'm super-excited," Katie gushed. She put her purchase in the bag, then put it into the small backpack she carried on her back.

The cashier added, "If you want more things like that, there's a store in Fantasyland that has a whole section for baby gear. And you can have all your purchases put into secure storage, and then pick them up near the exit once you're ready to leave."

Katie's face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Oh, hell yes! Mind if we take a detour, Kieran?"

"Sure, that's fine with me." He couldn't help grinning at her enthusiasm. "It's not like the rides are going anywhere."

"Exactly." And with that, she took his hand again and led him back out into the warm Florida sun. "Hey, wanna get a photo with Captain Hook over there?"

Kieran looked and saw Captain Hook--or rather, a Disney employee wearing a Captain Hook costume with a comically-oversized head--posing with a group of giggling children. "Hell, why not. I always did like that movie as a kid."

They approached and waited patiently until the children had all taken a photograph with the actor. When it was their turn for the picture, Kieran put his arm around her waist and she leaned into him, kissing his cheek. The camera flashed, capturing a moment of pure, unbridled happiness.

"I fucking love you," she said in his ear. "You're going to make a fantastic father, I just know it."

The store the cashier told them about was a fair walk away, in a different part of the theme park. Kieran was grateful he'd worn comfortable shoes and, more than once, he saw guys giving Katie a lingering look as they strolled past. He tugged her a little closer.

"Ooh. Jealous, are we?" she teased.

"Honestly? Yeah. A little."

"Don't worry," Katie assured him. "I don't care about any of those guys. The only guy I want to be with is you, Kieran. The rest of 'em can go jump in a lake."

They kept up the banter until they reached the store in the middle of Fantasyland. It was a cute little cottage, painted blue with white trim, and had a sign that read "Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique." Inside, it was a treasure trove of baby clothes, toys, and accessories. Kieran felt his heart swell as Katie picked out more and more items, holding them up to her stomach with a smile that could melt ice. She selected a small baby blanket with Mickey Mouse on it, a set of booties, and a cuddly Winnie the Pooh plush.

"You're really in your element," Kieran remarked.

"You've got no idea," Katie said, as she sifted through a rack of onesies. "I used to dream about this when I was a kid. I'd play house with my dolls, and I'd pretend I was picking out clothes for a real baby." She paused and glanced up at him with a slightly shy expression. "I longed for the day I could do it for real."

Kieran felt his heart clench. "You're going to be an amazing mother, Katie."

"Thanks," she said, blushing slightly as she paid for the items. "Now c'mon, let's go on a ride."

The Haunted Mansion was the first stop and Kieran got a kick out of the goofy ghostly decorations, but he couldn't help but feel a bit on edge as they sat in the creaky ride vehicle. Katie, on the other hand, was unfazed, her excitement bubbling over as they descended into the darkened ride. She leaned into him, her breasts pressing against his arm as she squealed with delight at the spooky animatronics popping out of the walls.

When it was over, Katie all but yanked him out of his seat and began heading toward the Pirates of the Caribbean. That one proved to be another favorite, especially the gift shop. Kieran didn't have a lot of cash on him, so when Katie saw him eyeing a T-shirt with a skull and crossbones, she snapped it up and insisted on getting it for him. He tried to protest, but she waved it aside.

"You've given me the greatest gift," she said. "It's the least I can do. Besides, it's totally worth seeing you in a pirate shirt. I think it's sexy."

Kieran shook his head at her irrepressibility but happily complied. A quick duck into a nearby bathroom later, and he came out wearing the T-shirt.

Katie's pussy instantly grew soaking wet at the sight of him in it. It accentuated his lean build perfectly and made him look like a pirate that had just stepped off the pages of one of her favorite romance novels. If they weren't in public she'd have pounced on him then and there. As it was, she all but shoved back into the bathroom. "Stall. Now. I want you again, Kieran. I wanna fuck."

"But Katie, what if someone hears--"

"Kieran, we're in a theme park," Katie whispered, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "People are going to hear laughter, screams, and all sorts of things. Besides, we're in the family bathroom. It's perfect. Now, come on, baby daddy." She hurriedly pulled her panties down and braced herself against the stall, wiggling her ass enticingly. "Shove it in me. No need for foreplay, there probably isn't time. I just fucking need your dick. I need your dick like I need air and water. See how soaking wet I am for you?"

Kieran couldn't resist. He stepped closer, his cock already hardening at the sight of her eager pussy. He pulled out his cock and pressed it against her. "You're so fucking sexy," he murmured, pushing inside her. "After last night and this morning I was sure I'd be totally spent, but I can't get enough of you. You're so gorgeous. Everything about you, from your breasts to your legs and ass and pussy...it's like you're made just for me."

"I am," she panted. Her voice hitched as he began thrusting. "I-I always have been...I was always meant for you, I know that now."

Her words made him drive into her harder, faster, and deeper, until she was moaning and whimpering with pleasure. Katie was so turned on, it took only few minutes before she felt her orgasm building. The sound of their bodies slapping together was muffled by the noise of the park outside, but in the quiet sanctuary of the bathroom stall, it was all they could hear.

"I love you," Katie panted, over and over. "I love you, Kieran, I love you so much, you're the only one for me and I'll take such fucking good care of you and our baby! I'm so honored that you're giving me this gift! I'm so honored to be with you!"

"I love you too," he said through clenched teeth. "You're so confident and self-assured all the time and that's so fucking sexy to me. You just go after what you want and you don't apologize to anyone or anything for it, and I love that!" Kieran felt his balls start to burn and boil and grabbed a fistful of her hair. "I'm gonna cum, Katie. I'm gonna cum! Let's cum together, okay?"

"Yes!" Tears of rapture beaded down Katie's face. "O-on the count of three, okay? One!"

Kieran nodded fervently, his breathing ragged. "Two," he snarled in a strained voice. "And...wait for it..."

"Three!" They said it together, and reached mutual bliss as one. Kieran's vision blurred and Katie had to put a hand over her mouth to keep from screaming as her pussy rippled and clenched around his shaft. She felt the warmth of his jizz spilling into her and exulted in it.

They remained in that position for a few moments, both of them trying to get their breathing under control. Kieran finally withdrew from her, and she straightened with a satisfied purr. "That's what I needed," she said, watching his seed slop out of her and onto the floor. "You always know how to hit my G-spot."

"Thanks" Kieran panted.

She kissed his cheek. "I'm the one who should be saying thank you, we've been over that. Now c'mon, let's get outta here before someone sees us."

They stepped out of the stall and took a few minutes to wash their hands before they left. Katie slipped her hand, once more, in his. "This," she declared, "is gonna be the best three weeks ever."