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Story: The Bratva's Weakness
“Always.”
She looks away then back at me, her eyes dropping to my abs. as she suddenly asks, “Do we have any plans for the rest of the morning?”
“No,” I say. “What did you have in mind?”
“You making love to me while I’m wearing nothing but this gorgeous necklace?” she says, hopping on top of me and peeling off her nightgown.
And when she begins kissing her way down my body, the gems on her necklace leaving little scratches as she goes, I can’t think of a better way to start the day.
Thank god I got into her car at the airport.
Epilogue
Allie
Five years later…
“Woahhhh, Pickle! Watch where you’re going!” I say to the loose golden retriever running through the halls of my animal shelter. As much as I love this place, these dogs have gotten a little too comfortable and have started to roam the halls as if they’re members of the staff. I’d be more annoyed if seeing these rescue pups feeling safe enough to intrude didn’t make me so happy.
I spent the year after meeting James working as his assistant, helping him create a thorough business to set up the jewelry store as a legit enterprise. As it turns out, our town was desperate for a jewelry store that sold actual high-quality gems, and the business took off from there.
Jimis another story. After James’ security team dropped him off with the Colombians, they decided that the worst punishment for him would be turning him into the authorities, which they promptly did. This led to a domino effect of his entire financial services company being investigated for fraud and corruption, making Jim’s scheme of extorting my husband seem even dumber. He still has five years left in prison, but from what Katie tells me, he’s working on being a better person. It still blows my mind that someone as perfect and kind as Katie could have such a rat for a brother, but we live and we learn, I guess.
After James proposed to me while we were on vacation in Antarctica—finally crossing off his seventh continent—we decided it was finally time for me to make a career change. I wanted to do something that combined my first love, working with dogs, and all of the business skills I picked up from my perfect partner. He was so supportive and I’ve now been running the non-profit shelter for the last two years. Every day is different and the work we do saves so many pets who would otherwise be out on the streets, or worse.
Six months ago, we got married in our backyard with just a few friends and family members. Grandpa walked me down the aisle with tears in his eyes and told me how glad he was that I met James, how much better he’s made all of our lives.
For our honeymoon, we elected to go on a kind of world tour. We began in Colombia where, in a roundabout way, our relationship kind of began. From there, we hopped on the plane James chartered for our entire journey and went on a safari in Kenya before jetting off to Europe and spending the rest of the month eating our way through Italy, France, and Spain. I still haven’t hit every continent, but I’m close. And we’ll get to redo all of our adventures when our new addition arrives later this year.
Our new addition that I need to tell my husband about tonight. I just found out in the bathroom at lunch, and between running an adoption clinic this afternoon and getting caught up in meetings, I haven’t had a moment to even process the news. That’s how I found myself almost tripping over Pickle on my way to grab my car keys and head home.
As soon as I get home I hear my husband yell “Baby?” from his office down the hall, like he does every day when I get home from work, always so eager to see me.
“In the kitchen!” I shout, placing the gift bag down and waiting for him to join me. I hear his footfalls and smile when he walks into the room, scooping me up in a sweeping hug. It’s amazing how the spark between us hasn’t dimmed at all in the last few years. In fact, I think it’s only grown brighter.I hope it stays that way.
“Hi,” I say, wrapping my arms around his neck as he looks down at me.
“Hi, baby, missed you,” he says, nuzzling my neck. I take the opportunity to grab the bag, leaning back from my husband and lifting it to him.
“For you,” I say, suddenly feeling a bit nervous. Our lives are about to change forever, in the best way.
“Oh yeah?” he asks, reaching into the bag. When he pulls out the test wrapped in a bow, his jaw drops to the floor.
“Are you serious?” he asks, beaming at me. I already know he’s going to be the best dad in the whole world.
“Yes! You’re going to be a dad!”
“And you’re going to be the best mom.”
Without wasting another second, he pulls me into his arms and seals his mouth to mine.
“I can’t wait to do this with you,” he says between kisses. “God, this makes me want you even more.”
“Then take me.”
“Gonna take you on the counter,” he says, lifting me up and laying me down on the marble island.
He lifts my skirt, slides down my panties, and has his face buried in my pussy in record time.
She looks away then back at me, her eyes dropping to my abs. as she suddenly asks, “Do we have any plans for the rest of the morning?”
“No,” I say. “What did you have in mind?”
“You making love to me while I’m wearing nothing but this gorgeous necklace?” she says, hopping on top of me and peeling off her nightgown.
And when she begins kissing her way down my body, the gems on her necklace leaving little scratches as she goes, I can’t think of a better way to start the day.
Thank god I got into her car at the airport.
Epilogue
Allie
Five years later…
“Woahhhh, Pickle! Watch where you’re going!” I say to the loose golden retriever running through the halls of my animal shelter. As much as I love this place, these dogs have gotten a little too comfortable and have started to roam the halls as if they’re members of the staff. I’d be more annoyed if seeing these rescue pups feeling safe enough to intrude didn’t make me so happy.
I spent the year after meeting James working as his assistant, helping him create a thorough business to set up the jewelry store as a legit enterprise. As it turns out, our town was desperate for a jewelry store that sold actual high-quality gems, and the business took off from there.
Jimis another story. After James’ security team dropped him off with the Colombians, they decided that the worst punishment for him would be turning him into the authorities, which they promptly did. This led to a domino effect of his entire financial services company being investigated for fraud and corruption, making Jim’s scheme of extorting my husband seem even dumber. He still has five years left in prison, but from what Katie tells me, he’s working on being a better person. It still blows my mind that someone as perfect and kind as Katie could have such a rat for a brother, but we live and we learn, I guess.
After James proposed to me while we were on vacation in Antarctica—finally crossing off his seventh continent—we decided it was finally time for me to make a career change. I wanted to do something that combined my first love, working with dogs, and all of the business skills I picked up from my perfect partner. He was so supportive and I’ve now been running the non-profit shelter for the last two years. Every day is different and the work we do saves so many pets who would otherwise be out on the streets, or worse.
Six months ago, we got married in our backyard with just a few friends and family members. Grandpa walked me down the aisle with tears in his eyes and told me how glad he was that I met James, how much better he’s made all of our lives.
For our honeymoon, we elected to go on a kind of world tour. We began in Colombia where, in a roundabout way, our relationship kind of began. From there, we hopped on the plane James chartered for our entire journey and went on a safari in Kenya before jetting off to Europe and spending the rest of the month eating our way through Italy, France, and Spain. I still haven’t hit every continent, but I’m close. And we’ll get to redo all of our adventures when our new addition arrives later this year.
Our new addition that I need to tell my husband about tonight. I just found out in the bathroom at lunch, and between running an adoption clinic this afternoon and getting caught up in meetings, I haven’t had a moment to even process the news. That’s how I found myself almost tripping over Pickle on my way to grab my car keys and head home.
As soon as I get home I hear my husband yell “Baby?” from his office down the hall, like he does every day when I get home from work, always so eager to see me.
“In the kitchen!” I shout, placing the gift bag down and waiting for him to join me. I hear his footfalls and smile when he walks into the room, scooping me up in a sweeping hug. It’s amazing how the spark between us hasn’t dimmed at all in the last few years. In fact, I think it’s only grown brighter.I hope it stays that way.
“Hi,” I say, wrapping my arms around his neck as he looks down at me.
“Hi, baby, missed you,” he says, nuzzling my neck. I take the opportunity to grab the bag, leaning back from my husband and lifting it to him.
“For you,” I say, suddenly feeling a bit nervous. Our lives are about to change forever, in the best way.
“Oh yeah?” he asks, reaching into the bag. When he pulls out the test wrapped in a bow, his jaw drops to the floor.
“Are you serious?” he asks, beaming at me. I already know he’s going to be the best dad in the whole world.
“Yes! You’re going to be a dad!”
“And you’re going to be the best mom.”
Without wasting another second, he pulls me into his arms and seals his mouth to mine.
“I can’t wait to do this with you,” he says between kisses. “God, this makes me want you even more.”
“Then take me.”
“Gonna take you on the counter,” he says, lifting me up and laying me down on the marble island.
He lifts my skirt, slides down my panties, and has his face buried in my pussy in record time.