Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
He’s hitting milestones faster than ever thanks to all of Ivy’s tender care. She’s an amazing mother. I know she’ll be just as amazing when it’s time to grow our family in a new way.
Just as I’m thinking about her, warm palms slide over my abdomen. Her hot lips are on my back, searing my flesh in the best way. “Hey there, husband.”
“Wife,” I growl the word as she presses her tits against my back.
Her hands dip lower as she grasps my aching cock. She struggles to take my girth. She always does, but it doesn’t matter to me. Just the feel of her touching me is enough to send my body into overdrive. I instinctively drive my hips forward, thrusting into her hand.
She slides her soapy fingers along my balls, caressing me there. Then she’s whispering in my ear, her breath hot against my skin, “You’re so good to me.”
“And I’m about to be even better,” I grunt and gently move her hands. I turn around and scoop her into my arms. If my balls weren’t nearly ready to explode, I’d carry her to bed and take her nice and slow. But I’m barely hanging on and when I slide one thick finger into her pussy, she’s already sopping wet. “Someone got horny during book club.”
She thinks I’m being nice whenever I tell her to go to book club. She thinks it’s a great sacrifice for me. While I do miss her in the evenings when she’s gone, the truth is she comes home so damn horny. She’s always soaking wet and begging me to fuck her on those nights.
Last time, she wanted me to stretch her across the kitchen island and pound into her from behind. I was more than happy to oblige. When my woman bent over and offered herself, I rammed hard into her tight hole and worked her little clit until she was a trembling, incoherent mess.
She whimpers, her body clamping down on my digit. “I feel so empty when I’m there.”
“That’s because you need your man filling you.” I pull my finger from her sweet channel. Her juices glisten on it, and I hold it up to her lips. She sucks, groaning at her taste. “That’s a good girl. Hollow those cheeks just like you do when I put you on your knees.”
The moment she does, I thrust hard into her pussy. It’s a snug fit. She makes me work for every damn inch, squeezing my shoulders as her nails dig into my flesh. Fuck, I love the morning after an intense night. Love walking around knowing her marks are all over my body while mine are on hers.
I hammer into her quickly again and again. “Pinch your tits. Get there fast.”
She squeezes her perfect little nipples then she explodes all over me, drenching me in her juices. My balls draw tight at the pleasure on her face. But I push back against my own need for release, determined to make this good for her.
I pound into her tight body until she goes limp in my arms. Only then do I let myself paint her womb with my come. Spurt after sticky spurt goes deep into her body, reminding her of who she belongs to.
She’s boneless and exhausted after. I shut off the water and dry her before wrapping her in a towel and carrying her to our bed. She snuggles underneath the blankets and gives me a sated smile. “I think we should host the book club here. Then I don’t have to drive home.”
“I think I would end up fucking you in front of your friends,” I answer.
She makes a whimper, and I file that away for later. We’re just discovering the things we like, just now finding our sexual tastes. It’s amazing to get to share this with her, to explore this together.
I settle next to her on the bed, burrowing under the covers with her. We’re wrapped up in each other, cocooned in our own little world. “There’s something I want from you. Or rather for you.”
“If it’s more orgasms, I’m in.” Her hand absently strokes my chest.
“It has to do with paperwork.”
She fights a yawn and loses. “You already added me to the property deed for this place and the gym. There can’t be anything left to give me.”
It’s true that I’ve made her a partner in every way. Legally, she has half of this cabin and the property it sits on. She’s a co-guardian of Ollie. She owns half the gym, half my app company, and all of my heart.
Despite all of this, she doesn’t want a cent. When I noticed she wasn’t spending anything from my bank account, I figured she was feeling shy or nervous. So I set her up with an account that’s only in her name. She still won’t spend anything. She insists it’s because there’s nothing more she wants in life than the family I’ve given her.