Page 33 of Addicted to the Bad Boy

“Finn…” she moans, muffling her voice with the pillow.

She’s so smooth, so warm, so wet, so tight. I’ll never get over how good my gorgeous wife feels when I fuck her. Every little sound she makes while I’m inside her is like a drug, sending my head spinning into the atmosphere with each thrust.

Nothing else matters when we’re making love. The whole world could crumble, but as long as my house is still standing, we’ll be all right.

I grab her hips and angle her so I’m hitting her spot just right. I know we have no time, so I pull out all my tricks that I know she loves. I wrap my hand around her front and press two fingers on her clit, doing circles in just the rhythm she likes. I kiss her earlobe and lick up the side of her neck, whispering filthy things to her as her pussy clenches tighter and tighter on my hard-on.

“Let’s have another baby,” I tell her.

“Are you serious?” She breathes, twisting to look at me. I nod back firmly.

“Yes. I love you when you’re pregnant.”

Her eyes light up, and the corners of her lips twist into a smile. “I want another one too. You think it’ll be another girl?”

I laugh. “Of course it will. All we make are girls!”

Mira’s eyes begin to brim with tears. I bring my lips to hers, but I’m not slowing the pace. Feeling her plump ass slapping back against me has my heart pounding and my blood coursing. I’m a horny little devil that’s aiming to please, and I need to unload my balls in the goddess wrapped up in my arms.

“You ready?” I whisper. “Because I’m gonna fill your tiny little pussy, princess.”

She nods emphatically. “Do it, Daddy. Do it. Make me pregnant again!”

That’s all it takes. Her words send me violently over the edge. My orgasm rocks me, and I release my spend into her soaking folds, feeling her contractions grip my cock like a clenched fist, milking every last drop of my seed out and into her.

“Oh God, yes,” I moan. “I love you, baby.”

“I love you, Daddy,” she replies back in a long heavy sigh as she rides her climax, her body quivering back against my arms and chest. I bury my nose in her hair and inhale her scent, losing myself inher. My wife. The mother of my children.

And just like that, we set the next chapter of our life into motion.

And I can’t wait to wake up beside her and watch as our next child grows in her belly. And we welcome another little bundle of joy into the wonderful world we’ve created.

THE END