Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 32140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
“I’m a grandpa. May I hold her?” he asks Royce. My husband looks at me for permission and I nod my hand. I watch my father hold my daughter and my chest tightens. He smiles at Rae rubbing her chubby cheeks before looking up at us. “Oh god, please come in. I have lost my manners.” We enter his home both of us gasping at how beautiful and vast and open it is. It is quite simply put, beautiful and huge. I try to peek at the pictures on the walls, but we move so fast. He ushers us into his living room I presume and gestures for us to sit before handing Rae back to me. Just as I am about to ask him a question, this young woman, who looks about my age, maybe a few years older, walks into the room. The first thing I notice is her swollen belly.
“Hello,” she says, sort of shy. Standing, I hold out my hand and she takes it, and we shake.
“Mari, this is my love, Fleur. Darling, this is my daughter, Mariella.”
“Nice to meet you,” I say taking my seat once more. I study the interaction between them, and they remind me of Royce and me. My husband must be thinking the same thing because he leans over and kisses my neck.
“My flower, are you going to join us?” Mario asks her. He holds her belly on both sides and kisses and rubs it before standing and pulling her to his side. She glances at me before shaking her head.
“No. You enjoy your visit with your daughter. I am going to take a nap.” She bites her lip and drops her head like I used to. He lifts her chin and whispers something in her ear making her blush before excusing himself from the room.
“I wonder if he has to fuck her into following instructions like I have to do you.” I look over at him, shocked he said that here, but he gives me the look letting me know, anytime any place.
“I apologize. She is shy around new people. I am still working on her confidence.”
“You're not the only one,” Royce mumbles. I elbow him and my father laughs.
“I see you found one who likes to…lead.” He is putting it delicately, but I get his meaning, and it makes me blush.
The rest of the meeting goes great and by the time it is over, I feel blessed. Who knew falling in love would change everything for me?
EPILOGUE
ROYCE
EIGHT YEARS LATER
“Damn baby. Slow down.” I smack her ass, trying to get her to calm her hungry ass down.
“Can’t babe. It’s so good. Your cock is so big,” she whines, grabbing her nipples. She has been like this for the last six weeks which is par for the course with her when she hits the end of the second trimester. Smack.
“I said slow the fuck down. We have all night.” Spanking her always has the opposite effect on her though it doesn’t stop me from doing it. I think I am more addicted to seeing my handprint on her ass than she is to the heat.
“Yes, Royce. Shit. I need it. I need it,” she begins to cry. She can't find her release because I am not giving it to her. Gripping her plush ass, I bounce her up and down my cock, grinding her against my waist which hits her clit
“Is this what you wanted, baby? You need your husband to help you and use you for his own pleasure to get you where you want to go.”
“Yes. Yes. Only you can do it to me. Oh yes. My g-spot. Right there.” I love it when she begins directing me. It never lasts because we both know who runs this shit, but occasionally, I let her have a few minutes.
“Fucking wet pussy. You’re a sloppy little bitch aren’t you?” I have discovered over the years how she likes her cock. Dirty with a side of filthy.
“Yes. Oh shit. My pussy’s leaking everywhere,” she cries out. She’s so out of it now her nails are digging into my chest. I see the little bumps in her belly letting me know my son is now awake inside of her.
“Your greedy ass woke my son up,” I accuse her, while I rub her belly and let my boy know his daddy is taking care of his mama.
“He’s fine. Please. Please.” She rocks back and forth. Sitting up, I take her nipples into my mouth over and over, wetting them and sucking on them. The cream coming out of her tits makes my cock grow even more. She is still nursing our youngest so she’s nice and milky.
“Look at you dripping down those tits that belong to me.” I slap both over and over, groaning at the jiggle and the cream they produce slides out. I continue to lap at them, moaning with each stroke of my tongue. Man my kids are fucking lucky. I get mine at night, but since our youngest is only ten months old I don’t take as much as I’d like to.