Deeanna and Damon Finley have been trying for a baby for three years. Three years of temperature charts, ovulation kits, and crushing disappointment. But when Dr. Bartlett delivers the final, devastating news—Damon is completely sterile—their dreams of a family seem over.
Until the doctor offers an alternative. An "off-the-books" option for desperate couples.
It isn't a sperm bank. It isn't a turkey baster. It is a direct donation program featuring a man chosen for his superior genetics and unmatched potency.
His name is Ian. He is arrogant, he is huge, and he doesn't do cups.
To get the baby she so desperately wants, Deeanna must submit to a weekend of intensive "natural insemination" at the donor’s private facility. The rules are Damon must watch from the corner, Deeanna must open wide, and after every relentless session, she must adhere to the strict protocol of **Maximum Retention.**
There is no romance here. Only a clinical obsession with filling her womb.
As the weekend progresses, the line between medical necessity and carnal addiction blurs. Deeanna isn't just tolerating the treatment; she is craving it. And Damon is forced to watch as his wife is transformed from a patient into a breeding vessel for a better man.