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Well, maybe I could be just a touch happier…
“I have a surprise for you,” I whisper as Hunter swirls his tongue between my legs, giving my clit a deep, focused attention that’s quickly driving me out of my mind with wanting him.
“What’s that?” he asks, before driving his stiff tongue inside me, making me moan. “Spread your legs wider, I need to fuck my pussy properly with my mouth.”
“Then with your cock,” I breathe as I obey, loving the way he palms my ass in both hands, guiding me into the perfect position. “And no condom.”
He pauses, lifting his head just an inch. “No condom?”
I nod, meeting his hungry gaze across the landscape of my body. “That’s what I said.”
“You’re not…” He trails off, blinking for a long moment before he adds, “You know the girls are the best thing that’s ever happened to me, but are we sure we’re ready to try again so soon?”
I snort. “Fuck, no. Are you crazy? I had my IUD put in again yesterday while you were at work.That’swhat I meant.”
He exhales in relief, making me giggle.
“Oh, you poor man,” I say, still laughing as he lengthens himself on top of me. “You were having flashbacks to the sleep deprivation days, weren’t you?”
“They just started sleeping through the night a month ago, brat,” he says, swatting the side of my ass, making me moan again as I wrap my legs around his hips. “And I’m an old man. I need my rest.”
“You’re a hot man,” I counter. “And you need to fuck me. Now.”
He doesn’t need to be told twice. With a guttural groan, he sinks into me, stretching, filling, claiming. The sensation of him, ofus, is a live wire, setting my every nerve ending alight. We gasp in unison as we come together, skin against skin, the heat between us as intense and perfect as ever.
“Fuck, I missed you,” he rasps against my throat, his lips tracing a path to the hollow beneath my ear. “You feel incredible.”
“Four whole days, how did we manage?” I tease as I tilt my hips, meeting him, taking him deeper. The rhythm he sets is slow but deliberate, each thrust a promise, each retreat a tease.
“Been a hell of a lot longer since I’ve had you bare,” he says. “I love how wet you are for me, baby. I need you like this. Need this hot little pussy wrapped around my dick with nothing between us.”
My nails dig into his back, urging him on. “Show me,” I breathe, my voice thick with need. “Take me hard.”
And he does—thoroughly, relentlessly—until we both lose the ability to do anything but gasp and moan, until the only language left is the way we move together.
The way we come apart in each other’s arms…
I come calling his name, clinging to him as he comes deep inside me, each pulse of his cock drawing out my pleasure until I’m limp.
And happy.
So, so happy…
As he rolls to one side, I go with him, draping my leg over his and pressing my cheek to his chest as our breaths slow. My fingers trace lazy patterns over his damp skin, relishing the stickiness, the mess.
Love is messy, but so worth it. Our life is so much more chaotic with the twins, but we make it work. Between a part-time nanny, therapy with our amazing therapist, and Hunter taking Mondays and Tuesdays off to hold down the fort at home while I catch up on any bathhouse-related work that I wasn’t able to get to during the girls’ nap, we’re thriving in our careers and as a family.
Family…
“We’re going to be a family, for real,” I whisper, excitement dancing through me again as I twirl my new ring around my finger with my thumb.
“We’re already a family for real,” Hunter says, hugging me closer. “But I can’t wait to marry you.”
“Me, too,” I say with a sigh. “I’m going to marry you so hard.”
“You like everything hard tonight, don’t you?” he teases.
I reach down, stroking his still semi-hard cock. “I do. The harder the better.”