Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 81390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 407(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Once she’d exhausted us both on-campus, she got the bright idea to go into the city. “I want to go into Philly; I’ve always been fascinated by the city’s history.”
“The hell you do, you’re not going anywhere near that place until I’ve learned all I can about it.” So far, all I’d learned had not been that promising.
“Get real, Tyler; I can go if I want to you don’t have to come. I can take a cab there and back.”
“Wanna bet?” She actually started to walk away from me. Where the hell did she get the nerve?
“You want to be embarrassed; you keep walking.” A few people turned to look back at us, and that was more than enough to send her running back to my side.
“Quit it, Tyler, you’re not the boss of me. Is this how you plan to act when we move here?”
“Pretty much yeah, and since when do you talk like that?”
“Since you’ve started bossing me around just before we left to come here.”
“Oh that, you still on that shit?”
Her nosy ass wanted to hang around and stick her nose in shit. Her new gaggle of friends has been filling her ears with shit that I’ve done all I can to keep her away from, ergo the sudden trip to Pennsylvania. Dad had taken Justine and Lisa to the beach house for the weekend to get away, and since I wanted some alone time with my girl, this was my first choice.
“I thought you’d be happy to be here, my bad.”
“That’s not it; I am happy to be here, it’s just… You’ve become even more of a pain in the ass lately.” I grinned, and she punched me in the gut. “Stop that, you know that’s not what I meant.”
She’s still shy about having her ass fucked, who knew? As much as she likes that shit with her freaky ass. I wrapped my arm around her neck and pulled her in, kissing her hair before turning to head back in the direction from which we came. The hotel was within walking distance, and I couldn’t get her back there fast enough now that she’d put that thought in my head.
Epilogue
TYLER
“Dammit, no, let her cry for one more second, maybe she’ll stop.” I stopped moving inside my wife and listened to my little girl down the hall to see if just this once she’d work with me. Just as I started to smile in victory, the little cockblocker started caterwauling like she was being gutted.
“Oh, for fuck…”
“Tyler!” The other one pinched my side and pushed me out of her tight pussy with her cunt muscles. “Fine, I’ll get her.” As I dragged on my pajama bottoms that I’d thrown off only ten minutes ago, I had to remind myself that this was my doing, that I was the one who pushed for kids.
I made my way to the nursery and stood over her crib. The little shit was just laying there staring up at me with her mother’s eyes, all wet and her little mouth moving like she was searching for the tit. In the crib next to her, her brother was awake but not making a sound as usual. He wouldn’t dare or Miss. Priss would try to out scream him.
I picked her up first, then reached for him and headed back to their mother. I know the routine by heart now, so once I left them on the bed, I walked to the closet for the diapers we keep there. There’s a state of the art changing table in their room, but their midnight shit change always takes place in my damn bed. Damn, kids have taken over everything.
I changed my son while she took care of her ringer before putting her on the tit. The little pig latched on like she’d been starved in the desert for days while I kept her brother occupied until it was his turn. Poor kid, he’s too young to have had to learn this lesson, but that little girl rules this fucking house and everything around her.
I’m not sure where she got that attitude from because her mother’s not like that, and I sure the hell isn’t, but she’s bossy as all hell and doesn’t yet know the meaning of wait. Her brother, on the other hand, has taken after his dad. He has my patience and strong sense of understanding when dealing with the females in this family.
We made the switch minutes later when the piglet was through getting her fill. I put her on my shoulder to burp after passing her brother off to her mom. The doula had suggested bottle feedings, but Lora wasn’t having that shit, not yet. She wanted to wait until they were a little bit older, so everything was set up and ready to go for when the time came.