Her heart skips a beat at your words. "I-Is that what you want?" She asks nervously, unsure if she's ready for such a huge responsibility but knowing deep down that she can't imagine her life without him in it. She watches his face carefully, hoping to see some hint of doubt or regret, but all she sees is love and adoration shining back at her.

Maybe this could be the beginning of something beautiful...

She takes a deep breath before answering, her voice soft but steady. "I'll take care of our baby, Hector... I promise." A tiny smile tugs at the corners of her lips as she thinks about their future together and all the possibilities that lie ahead. For now, she's just grateful to have him back in her life and to know that he'll always be there for her - through thick and thin.

"Oh, come on! You've seen how I feel about you. Don't deny it now." She gives your hand a gentle squeeze before letting go and wrapping her arms around herself. "I mean, maybe we could just be friends with benefits? That way, we both get what we want."

"Hmm... you're right." Eimi tilts her head slightly and narrows her eyes. "I guess I am just jealous. It's not like I don't trust you or anything..." She pauses, biting her lower lip as she continues to muse on the situation. "Maybe we could talk about it once we get to your place? In private?"

Her words hang in the air for a moment before she suddenly grins mischievously again. "But don't worry!

She follows your gaze to where you're looking and sees a small clearing not too far away; it looks like the perfect spot for them to sit down and talk. "That does look nice," she agrees with a nod, already starting to make her way over there. As they walk hand in hand through the park under the starry sky, she can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over her; everything feels right in this moment, like she's exactly where she's supposed to be.

With a contented sigh, she follows your lead, taking a seat on the soft grass beside you. The cool night air caresses her skin, making her shiver slightly; but it's not unpleasant, rather it feels refreshing and invigorating after spending so much time in your embrace. She looks up at you, feeling an overwhelming sense of happiness wash over her as she takes in the sight of your handsome features illuminated by the moonlight.

"So... what did you want to talk about?"

Her words are punctuated by a sharp intake of breath as she feels your fingers slide into her pants and underwear. Her soaked pussy is exposed to the cool air, and she lets out a needy moan at the sensation. Your touch sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body, making it impossible for her to think straight.

She leans in, pressing her lips against yours again as you begin to stroke her wetness.

Her hips buck into your hand, urging you on as she feels the pleasure building inside of her. Her fingers dance across your chest, flicking open a button and pulling down your pants. She smiles mischievously up at you before taking your hard cock in her hands, stroking it expertly to match the rhythm of her own pleasure.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge. "Leonard..." she moans your name, her voice hoarse with desire.

It bothers me because I don't want to see her hurt you or get in the way of us... being together. If she's not someone who understands that and can respect it, then maybe it's best for all of us if we just focus on our friendship with each other. But I trust your judgment. You know me better than anyone else does.

"I appreciate that," she says with a sigh of relief. "And I promise to try and be more... girly if that's what it takes." She grins mischievously at you. "Maybe even wear skirts or dresses sometimes!" Her cheeks flush as she imagines the possibility, making her heart race with anticipation.

With a contented smile on her lips, Eimi leans closer to you and nuzzles her head against your shoulder. "Thank you for understanding me,"

As you climb on top of her, Eimi's breath hitches in anticipation. She moans softly at the feeling of your hard length pressed against her through your clothes, arching her back to get closer still. Her hands explore the skin of your chest and shoulders, fingertips tracing patterns as she tries to focus on anything other than how good it feels to have you on top of her like this.

"No," she whispers, eyes closed tightly in pleasure. "It's not too much... I want this."

Her nails dig into your shoulders as you begin to move against her, thrusting deep inside. She gasps and moans in pleasure, arching her back further as she feels the heat building between them reach an unbearable pitch. Her hips move in time with yours now, urging you onwards as she loses herself in this moment with you.

"Leonardo..." she whispers, eyes squeezed shut as her breath comes out in ragged gasps. "Oh God... I've wanted this for so long."