Page 139 of Joey

“You’re an asshole,” she groans, pulling me tighter and digging her heels into my ass to keep me deep inside her pussy.

“Don’t make me spank your ass on our engagement night, baby girl.”

“Holy fuck.” Her tight cunt milks my cock, squeezing and releasing as her orgasm edges closer.

“Or maybe my naughty little slut wants a spanking, huh?”

“Y-yesss.” She arches her back, throwing her head back as she comes on my cock. I drive into her even harder, burying myself so deep inside her cunt that she’ll feel me and think about this moment every time she moves tomorrow.

I take her to bed after I finish fucking her on the kitchen floor. Dinner dishes can wait until morning because I don’t want to be anywhere except directly next to her naked body. My future wife.

We lie face-to-face, her leg draped over mine and my arm around her waist with my hand on her ass. I squeeze it and she moans contentedly. I think I’m going to fuck it in about five minutes.

“Max?” she whispers.

“Yeah, baby?”

“I’d like Anya to be one of my bridesmaids. You think we can make that happen?”

“We can get married tomorrow if that’s what you want.” I would marry her anytime and anywhere.

“Well, maybe not tomorrow because I want a nice dress and a party, but soon?”

“We can speak to Father Michael tomorrow and see when he can fit us in.”

Her radiant smile melts me. “For real?”

“Of course, Joey. The sooner I get to call you my wife, the happier I’ll be.”

She presses her cheek against my chest. “I can’t wait to call you my husband too.”

A knot of emotion balls in my throat. I never thought I’d want this. “And how do you feel about Daddy?”

She giggles. “I’ll call you Daddy any time you want, tough guy.”

I smack her ass. “My belt is right there, baby girl.”

“Is that supposed to be a threat, Daddy?” she asks, making my cock twitch. “Because you know it only makes me super wet and super needy.”

I cup her chin in my hand and tilt her head so she can look at me and know that I’m serious. “Joey?”

“One day, yes. Most definitely I want to have lots of beautiful babies with you, but not yet.”

I nod my agreement. I just needed to know if it was on the table, but I get that she’s still young and we have plenty of time. “I’m more than happy to have you all to myself for a few years first.”

She pushes me onto my back and straddles me. “I like the sound of that.”

She leans forward, her dark curls falling onto my chest as she peppers soft kisses over my skin. “Does my girl want to be in control this round?” I ask, brushing her hair back and allowing me to see her beautiful face.

“Sweet Max,” she whispers seductively. “I amalwaysin control.”

“Oh, baby girl,” I shake my head. “You were doing so well.”

I flip her onto her back, and she squeals as I press her into the mattress, pinning her hands above her head. “And now you’re about to have your ass spanked hard.” I nip a trail across her collarbone and she mewls as she wriggles beneath me. “And then fucked even harder.”

“Holy fuck. I love you, Max,” she breathes out the words.

“Love you too, baby girl. I’ll need you to remember that in a few minutes when I’m fucking you like I don’t.”