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My artist is amazing. The tattoo consists of a woman’s side view, from the head to her elbows with no real details, just the outline.

Yet he managed to incorporate the shape of Minnie’s closed eyelids, her lips, nose, and the same style of waves in her hair.

Even though the image is just lines, you can easily tell it’s Cecilia.

In her arms, Minnie holds our son drawn the same way, with only an outline of his body and features. But instead, his nose and lips are shaped like mine. It’s truly remarkable what my guy was able to do with a simple picture of my wife and a 3D image of our son.

“It’s beautiful, Silas... so beautiful,” she says as she cries softly.

I cup my hand at the back of her neck and crash her lips to mine, needing to feel her, to taste her. Just needing her. “I need to be inside of you now, Minnie.”

“Please, there’s nothing I want more than to feel you inside of me,” she begs frantically. My horny little girl.

She rises to her knees, giving me room to wiggle out of my pants and boxers.

I kick them off to the end of the bed and grab hold of my wife’s hips once more.

Placing her into position over my erection, I swipe my fingers through her folds, then push two inside of her, making sure she’s still ready for me.

Dragging my fingers back out, I use the same to stroke my cock once, twice, spreading her wetness all over. Grabbing the base, I nudge it against Cecilia’s entrance, then bring my hand back to her waist and begin to lower her down my shaft.

Her mouth forms a perfect ‘O’ while I stretch her out from the inside. When I’m fully seated with her ass resting on my thighs, a guttural groan escapes me. At the same time, Minnie releases a throaty moan, eyes rolling back.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so fucking amazing. I could come just like this,” I growl with a clenched jaw, trying to stop myself from doing exactly what I just said.

“Oh God, Silas. I need you to move. You’re so big, how do you feel bigger every time?” she says breathlessly with a shudder, her skin pebbling with goosebumps as her pussy pulsates around me. She won’t last long.

I lift her by the hips and bring her down gently over and over, grinding her clit against my skin every time. She holds on to my shoulders, digging her nails into my skin as we make love.

I take her mouth, slipping my tongue inside and swirling it against hers. I can feel the vibrations of her moans traveling into my mouth, down my throat. I pick up the pace an inch, but not more. I want this to be slow and tender. I want us to feel everything.

“Oh, Silas!” she moans, her walls tightening around me.

I feel my orgasm building, my balls drawing up tight, but I hold off, wanting us to come apart together. Her hand slides against my nape and begins to play with the hairs curling at the end. I continue to fuck her as we stare into each other’s eyes, lips inches apart, exchanging oxygen.

She’s so beautiful, she’s everything.

Her pants turn erratic, mouth dropping open and body trembling within my grasp.

I keep the rhythm, knowing she’s about to let go.

“Oh God, Silas. I’m going to come,” she whimpers, letting go of my hair and returning to my shoulder.

The bite of her nails pierces the skin, leaving little red moon crests in its place.

“Come for me, Minnie.”

Her pupils dilate further, eyes wide open and solely focused on mine as she cries out. Body convulsing uncontrollably between my fingers, her pussy squeezes the life out of me. Activating my own release, milking me.

I shoot my warm seed up her tight channel and roar in ecstasy. A gush of liquid explodes from Cecilia, leaking all over my thighs and creating a pool of wetness between my legs and over the mattress.

She continues to shake intensely against me, then finally her arms give in, and she collapses against my chest. We’re both panting hard, taking in deep, shaky breaths as we try to regain our composure. This moment, it’s euphoric, just like everything else involving us.

Minnie giggles out of the blue, burying her face into my sweaty skin. “Oh God, I squirted all over you.” It always makes her laugh when it happens.

“I’m definitely going to have to change the sheets, maybe even the mattress. I’m pretty sure it went all the way through.”

She smacks my chest near my tattoo, making me wince. “Shit, I’m sorry!” She pushes off my chest to make sure she didn’t actually hit it. She didn’t, but it’s still tender.

I brush the wild hairs out of her face and kiss her lips. “It’s okay, baby. All good. ”

I wrap my arm around her and lift us slowly, inching down the bed and away from the big wet puddle. I bring us down to our sides, still seated deep inside her. One of her legs is draped over my hip and her hands are leaning against my chest.

Minnie’s head rests on my arm while I play with her silky strands. I love her hair. I’m toxically obsessed with it, and I feel no shame. My other hand lies on her belly, caressing our son.

“Thank you.” I kiss her forehead, emotions clogging my throat as I try to swallow around them.

She angles her head up to look at me. “For what?”

“For being you, for being everything I could have ever wanted in my life. For giving my heart a reason to beat every day.”

I pause working around my feelings and clearing my throat. “When I met you, I thought I had finally found the kind of love my parents shared, but I was wrong, Minnie. I was so wrong because what we have is so much more than that.”

I glide my fingers through her hair, marveling at the sight of my beautiful wife.

“Our love is what fairytales are made of. What children wish for and adults dream about. Our love is so strong it’s created its own galaxy, filled with constellations that shine as bright as you.

A beautiful universe where only you and I live forever.

Our love, Cecilia? It’s everlasting. Eternal. ”

Her bottom lip trembles while tears run from her eyes. A sob breaks from her and she reaches up, capturing my lips in a powerful kiss that I feel all the way down to my toes. She doesn’t say anything, and she doesn’t need to. Words aren’t needed in this moment. Just me and her, together.

Something pushes up against my hand that still rests on her baby bump and retreats. My eyes grow wide as my heart stops.

“Was that...?” It happens again. I look down at where my hand is placed, not daring to move it.

“That was our boy saying hi to Daddy.” She smiles up at me.

Water coats my eyelids, threatening to spill over as I blink a few times, trying to clear the fog from my eyes. Cecilia’s felt our little one kick and move for a while now, but this is the first time I’ve felt him myself. And it’s the most beautiful feeling in the world.

“Hi, little buddy, I’m really happy I get to feel you right now.

Mommy and Daddy can’t wait to meet you, but you need to stay in there all warm and cozy a little longer.

But I promise once you decide to come out, I’m gonna spend every moment holding and loving you.

You and Mommy.” I sniff, clearly losing the fight against my tears that Cecilia wipes from my cheeks .

“You and me,” Minnie whispers against my lips.

“You and me... and our son.” I press a delicate kiss to those pillowy clouds.

“And our son.”