Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 89(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
“He is.” She smirks. “I put him down twenty minutes ago.”
I run my hands up her thigh, lean in, and kiss her softly behind the ear just where she likes it. “Well, let me go see him real quick and I’ll be back down to…say hi to you.”
“Mmm,” she moans, nuzzling into me. “Don’t be gone too long.”
I head upstairs to Jacob’s room and find him asleep in his bed, his spaceship nightlight spinning slowly like he likes it. It gives me such a feeling of purpose to see him lying there so peacefully, so secure. I know I would do anything to keep him safe and to continue to create a better world for him and his mother to live in. Without waking him, I lean down and kiss him gently on the cheek before closing the door behind me, leaving it open a few inches like he always asks, just so the monsters won’t get him.
When I come back downstairs to the kitchen, I’m greeted with a perfect view from behind of my wife. Christ, how did I get so lucky?
It’s hard to believe that it’s been five years now since we first met and I took her virginity. She was so sweet, so innocent, so inexperienced. Now she’s my perfect, obedient little fuck doll who knows exactly what I want and gives it to me whenever I need it. And likewise, I know just how to please her and still can’t help having her at least once a day. Even then, that’s usually not enough. Just what I need to keep my appetite at bay really. What I’d prefer is to have her in the morning when I wake up and again when I get home from work. Maybe once more right before bed to help us both fall asleep.
You might say I’m addicted to her pussy. My mother may have had the secret recipe for a best-selling sauce, but Becca has something that keeps me hungry all the time.
Unbuttoning my jeans, I step up beside her and press my bulge against her ass, letting her feel my growing arousal. With a soft moan, she presses back against me.
I hear her breath, a simple passionate inhale, and feel myself getting lost in her spell. This bond we have together, it grows deeper and deeper every day we’re together. Every year that passes, our wedding vows feel more relevant. I live with her, work with her, sleep with her, and raise a child with her, and it’s always magic.
I wish everyone could experience what we have together.
I reach around her and turn the heat down on the sauce. “Let’s let it simmer for now,” I whisper as I use my knee to spread her legs.
“Oh, yeah? You have something else in mind?”
I run my hand up her thighs until I feel it – the wetness of her desire for me. She’s absolutely soaked, and that’s all it takes to fully harden me. There’s something about my wife wearing no panties that turns me on like nothing else.
“Tomorrow, I’m going to tell everyone else not to come into work,” I say as I tug my cock free of my briefs. “And you can come in wearing exactly what you’re wearing now.”
Her body trembles, and she lets out a moan of delight as I rub the tip of my cock against the soaking entrance of her hole.
“You want me to be your sexy little secretary, Daddy?” she asks, arching her back. I look down and spread her open with both hands, my eyes glued to the glistening pink flesh of her pussy. “Suck you off under your desk while you’re being the big boss?”
“Fuck,” I growl. I can’t take it anymore and punch my hips forward, filling her little hole up with my swollen girth. She squeals and braces herself with both hands on the counter. I start pumping, harder and faster than I should at the start, but I just can’t help myself. Becca is my drug, my obsession, and sometimes my primal lust takes over.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she moans as my thighs slap against her ass. Luckily for me, she’s in the mood to be pounded tonight, so I don’t have to hold back.
“I love it when you say things like that, you know?” I growl, slipping my hands in the front of her apron to cup her breasts.
“I love when you fuck me, Daddy,” she replies, bucking back against me, taking me deeper. The inner walls of her tight hole contract around my shaft, signaling the arrival of her climax.
Already. I smile and rut my hips in an upward motion, hitting her spot that I know will drive her over the edge.
“Yes, Daddy!” she cries out. “Right there. Fuck!”
The warmth. The wetness. It overwhelms me. I lean in and kiss the base of her neck, move up to the spot behind her ear, and whisper, “I love you, baby.”