R had Phoebie out of her clothes in seconds, and she was tugging at his pants as well, which he quickly kicked aside. He nuzzled her neck, his instincts were getting harder to ignore with the seasons turning, and he could smell her ovulating, which was driving him to distraction.
“Phoebie... Have you given any more thought to starting our own family?” He asked her softly, as he kissed his way over his collar bones to her breasts. She sucked in a breath and arched again, her body more sensitive because of her changing hormones, even if she wasn't aware of it.
“I think we should wait til the twins are a little older R, plus we don't know how long Bel is going to be gone or anything and ohmyGod R how am I supposed to think if you're doing that?” She gripped his hair as his mouth found
