Total pages in book: 10
Estimated words: 9662 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 48(@200wpm)___ 39(@250wpm)___ 32(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 9662 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 48(@200wpm)___ 39(@250wpm)___ 32(@300wpm)
“I can guess, husband. I can guess,” I whisper as I pull my panties to the side, and he guides himself into me. Instantly, I feel whole again. “Fuck.” The curse leaves my mouth in a content hiss as his abs hit my clit at just the right angle. He fucks up into me hard. When I pull his black and grey team hat off of his head and put it on my own, he falls back onto the bed. Using my knees, I ride him. God, we've gotten good at this.
“Come, wife. Come on, my dick, Dollface. Give daddy that sticky sweetness.” I look down at him in shock as he drags his thumb through my wetness before placing it over my asshole. Then he pushes it into me slowly. I make some kind of guttural, animalistic sound as he pumps that thumb into me along with his cock.
“So full. It’s too much,” I slur, but my comment falls on deaf ears because he ignores me, thankfully. My pussy clenches as I tug on my nipples.
“Come so I can fill you with my seed,” he says, placing his big palm on my stomach. I feel my cheeks warm. I can't hold on as I come. I bounce up and down until I feel him come inside of me.
“I need that,” I admit as he sits up and scoots us both up to the high wooden headboard. My voice sounds desperate to me, so I can only imagine what it sounds like to him.
“I know, Dollface,” he says, taking his hat off of my head. He looks into my eyes. There's a fire in his that I hope is reflected in my own. I love him so much. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with him.
Somehow, I can feel him in my soul now, and I don’t want that feeling to disappear. I’d do anything to keep it. Anything.
“Calvin,” I scream as my orgasm begins, then he suddenly pulls me off of him and onto my back. I frown while he grins big. But then he rolls on top of me. He just slams into me without a word. I swear to all things holy that I howl with sheer delight as he pounds into me repeatedly. I feel like I am flying and being drowned simultaneously. Finally, I come screaming his name. Seconds later, he fills me with his seed, and I swear I see stars. I climb off of him and lay down beside him, trying to catch my breath while he does the same.
“Son of bitch,” he breathes, making me smile.
“What?” I ask as he runs his fingers down my back.
“That was amazing,” he says, kissing my forehead.
“You don’t have to tell me that,” I reply sleepily.
“Let’s get some sleep,” he says.
“But I’m not sleepy,” I lie. He chuckles, and I give a little giggle.
“You are, Dollface,” he says, pulling the covers over us. I snuggle into his chest, sighing as I do. I look over at the alarm clock and see that we have been making love for hours.
When we got married earlier today, I just knew tonight was gonna be like this. Never in a million years did I think I was going to marry my father‘s best friend, but I can't imagine marrying anyone else. Calvin makes it easy to love him. He’s kind, hot as hell, and he treats me like a queen but fucks me like a whore, and nothing is better than that. Secrets don’t stay secret for very long. I don’t know what I was thinking when I asked him to keep this one, but I’m glad we couldn’t deny the magic between us. Everyone saw. Everyone knew. It’s funny how obvious we were. I’ve only known him for six weeks, but I feel like I’ve known him for a lifetime.
I’m so lucky that he’s my everything.
epilogue
Calvin
nine years later
We’ve been together for eleven years now. I’m older and grayer than I was when we met, yet somehow, she looks younger and more beautiful with each passing day. I don’t know how I got so lucky, but I did.
My wife is beyond miserable, and I wish there were something I could do to make her feel better. We’ve tried almost all of the ideas her doctor suggested when we went to her appointment earlier today. She was thirty-eight weeks pregnant yesterday. Hannah, the renowned midwife she works for, feels comfortable with going a week past the due date, with this being Esther’s third pregnancy. Esther, on the other hand, is not. She is now a fully qualified midwife and works with Hannah. I retired from playing at forty-five. Now, I am a sportscaster for the Amazon News Nexus, a 24/7 format, which is only available online or on an app on a smart TV.