Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Seeing how excited all these things made her took away the grumpiness I had at waiting to get married. I knew she was mine, and I’d do anything to make my wife happy. God knows she does that for everyone else.
Marriage and a family weren’t something I envisioned for myself before I laid eyes on Teddy. Now I couldn’t imagine a life without it. Teddy coming into my life was a reminder that love doesn’t always have to hurt. She loved me unconditionally, the same way my mother had. My father and brother had tainted that for me for a long time.
The only good thing my brother ever did for me was die. That may sound harsh, but it’s the truth. If he hadn’t, I would have never come back to this island. So I guess I should be thankful to him for that.
Eden comes over and picks up our youngest off the kitchen island, not caring if she gets flour and chocolate all over her. It’s no surprise that Teddy is such a good mom. She learned from one of the best. Eden accepted me from the beginning. I have the utmost respect for her.
“What are you guys making?” Eden asks.
“A cake for after dinner,” one of the girls answers.
It’s Sunday, and everyone always shows up for dinner. Even if they aren’t on the island, they all come back. Willa is the one who travels the most, living both in the city and on the island. She had taken over her whole wing while we had my brother's gutted and redone for Rich. This way, everyone has a home here.
Teddy is the core that keeps everyone bonded together. We tend to stick to the island. She loves it here and has really become part of the town. We still have a place in the city as well.
"I'm going to steal my wife so she gets off her feet before insisting on making dinner herself."
"My feet are fine." I scoop her up into my arms, knowing Grandma can handle things. Teddy's words might say one thing, but she melts into me, wrapping her arms around me. She trusts me to know what’s best for her. I carry her up the stairs and to the master bedroom, placing her on the edge of the bed.
“You better have been lying when you said you were bringing me up here to rest.” I remove her slippers before I begin massaging her feet. She lets out little moans of pleasure that go straight to my cock.
She knows exactly what she’s doing. She also knows that although I want her to get the rest she deserves, I will never deny her needs.
“More.” She wiggles her toes, and I know she’s not talking about a foot massage. I can read my wife. I pay attention to every breath she takes.
I keep rubbing, making my way up her body and pushing her skirt up as I go. When I reach her panties, I hook my fingers inside, pulling them down and off her legs.
“Is this what you need, Teddy Bear?” I run my tongue between the folds of her sex. I tasted her this morning, but it's never enough.
“Yes,” she moans, sinking her fingers into my hair. I give her what she needs. I devour her and don’t stop until she is moaning my name in pleasure. Because that is what I will always give her.
This house was once filled with so much pain, but Teddy changed all that. Now there is nothing but happiness and love.