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MADMAN

G etting home felt better than expected, and when Audrey invited me to lie in bed with her and Hazel that same night, a sense of completeness I’d never experienced before washed over me.

They finally felt like they were mine, without any buts involved.

Audrey’s kiss at the airstrip was so much more than a mere thank you.

She’d done it in front of two brothers, our nurse, daughter, and her flight crew.

Everyone saw the way I held them to me as she’d quietly cried.

They belonged to me, and there wasn’t a doubt to be had.

Lying beside them only solidified the sensation burning through my chest, and I’d drifted off into a deep, contented sleep, wishing the feeling would last, that I could have them all as mine, forever.

The bed dips, and I can’t help but be stirred from sleep, wanting to make sure they’re both okay and I’m not taking up too much room or anything. Their comfort and needs have been placed well above my own, and I need to make sure my kids and Audrey know as much.

My eyes open a crack, arm extending to feel the bed now empty, and it spurs me to open them wider.

I silently watch as Audrey carries Hazel out of the room, and momentary panic building inside my chest has my heart beating faster as I sleepily attempt to figure out what the best course of action is.

I won’t fuck this up. I can’t. I’m far too gone, never having meant to allow myself to get this close, but I slipped, and now I’m afraid I’m too invested. There’s no turning back.

I’m sitting up, about to swing my legs over the side of the bed, when Audrey returns, sans Hazel. She must’ve laid her in her own bed and was coming back to me. The twisting in my gut from the moments filled with her absence immediately settles as I watch her.

She notices I’m awake, and in the next beat, she’s tugging my t-shirt over her head, then stepping out of her sleep shorts.

She’s left in a plum lace set that has my mouth watering, but those are soon gone as well.

I’m a lucky man to have her trust me with her body like she does; it’s a heady feeling, making me feel more like a man than anything ever has.

Holding my hand out to her, she accepts it, using it to knee walk on the bed until she’s straddling me.

“Audrey, I-” I begin on a whisper, but then she’s rubbing her nipple against my lips, effectively shutting me up.

Her delectable nipples immediately begin to leak, and there’s no way I’m wasting a drop, so my mouth latches over the left, sucking deeply.

Her answering moan is everything as I know I’m bringing her some relief and at the same time gorging myself on one of my favorite wonders only a woman can provide.

It’s a miracle, really, a woman’s body and all it can accomplish as well as endure.

They’re fucking magnificent creatures, the supposed fairer sex, who only deserve to be worshipped as the queens they truly are.

Men are nothing; we can give them our sperm, protect them, and support them, but in the grand scheme of things, it’s a woman who does it all.

My lips move to her right breast, drawing in a mouthful before swallowing and laving my tongue against her nipple, offering any bit of relief I can to the pert, pebbled skin.

Her chest vibrates with her contented hum, my arms wrapping tightly around her back, loving the warmth of her skin against my palms and my mouth.

My hands move, fingers tracing the curve of her spine, the indent of her waist, and the alluring flare of her wide birthing hips.

There’s nothing sexier than a woman changed once pregnancy and childbirth have claimed her.

My touch trails over her sides, the smoothness of her skin broken only by her stretch marks, she’s earned over the years with our children.

I kiss each little line of love, knowing they tell the story of pregnancy from each of my children, and I’m so fucking grateful. I’m in utter awe of this woman before me and everything she’s sacrificed to bring life into this world, carrying my DNA, and then caring for them fiercely.

Her breath hitches as I lick and kiss my way down her sternum.

My hands make their way to her full, round breasts, thumbs brushing over the wet tips, and the sensation only somehow makes me harder for her.

Is it wrong of me to love the way her heavy tits hang a touch lower, as if the burden of carrying milk is always present even when I drink so deeply from them?

Christ, I’m obsessed with everything about her.

Every inch of her, each dip and crest, only makes me crave her more. Needing to bury myself so deeply inside of her, neither of us knows where she begins and I end.

Just one.

Together.

“So Goddamn stunning, little momma.” The full moon’s light filtering in through the blinds cast enough of a glow around her I can take her expressions in. Her face is flushed, lips parted, the epitome of desire and need.

I shift lower, my mouth tracing the path leading me below to her tight, wet bit of heaven.

Audrey arches into me, her body responding to my touch and my words.

I can feel her heartbeat, the consistent thump-thump under my palm as I rest it there, letting her know this is more to me.

It all means so fucking much, and I don’t have the proper words to express the true depth, to tell her what she deserves to hear from me.

My fingers glide over her waist, her hips, her thighs, feeling her shiver beneath my touch. Finally, I allow my fingers to trail through her wet center. I run them through her soaked lips, teasing at her opening, but never fully giving in. I don’t want to only touch, I need to taste.

Taking my time, I trace every fold and crevice, listening to her moans as my tongue moves closer to where she wants it. I lick and nip at her silky skin, inhaling her sweet pussy’s scent, all the while her hands clutch my shoulders in a white-knuckled grip, nails scoring my flesh.

She moans, and I know. She wants me, so fucking badly, and I’m going to give her all of me in return.

I finally stop my teasing and glide my tongue along her slit. My movements are slow and deliberate, relishing her taste. She bucks against my mouth as I shift to circle and nudge her clit, her enticing body writhing beneath me with her building need.

Gripping her hips, I hold her steady as I lavish her with long, fluid licks.

I’m lapping at her cunt like a lazy cat, the same way I do with her nipples at times that drive her crazy with desire.

Her breath is choppy, broken into short gasps, as her chest heaves.

She calls out my name, and chills race over my flesh.

Her hips roll, jolting toward me any chance they’re able to, attempting to ride my face, but she only has to ask and I’ll give her more.

I’ll give her anything she can handle.

Reaching to the side with one hand, I grab the small vibrator we’d hidden between the mattress and box spring.

Her tight cunt is drenched, so I roll the vibrator over her slit, wetting it thoroughly, before going back to my feast. As I eat her swollen pussy, dipping my tongue into her spasming hole, I press the tip of the vibrator to her other opening.

I rim her ass with it a bit to tease, then apply pressure at the entrance once more.

She tenses for a moment, but then pushes back against the vibrator, welcoming the intrusion.

I turn it on, the quiet hum from it vibrates against my hand, as I gently ease it into her ass.

Her moans grow louder, more desperate, her body jerking with the added sensations as I slowly fuck her with the toy.

The taste of her pussy, the sweetness, combined with the intoxicating scent, they're driving me fucking feral.

Her body trembles, her thighs quivering as I bring her closer and closer to the edge, ready to let go for me.

Her cunt clenches, eagerly attempting to grip my tongue as I continue to dutifully fuck her with it.

I can’t get enough.

I never will.

I don't let up, pushing her body further until she comes undone. Her scream of release is enough to send me reeling as my body locks up, coming all over myself after devouring her like my last meal. Her body convulses, ass gripping the vibrator tightly as her pussy floods my mouth with reward for the job well done, and I’m not waiting another moment to fill her.

Arms wrapping around her waist, I swiftly twist us until she’s on her back. I swallow her gasp of surprise as my mouth meets hers, tongue plunging inside to play with hers. To let her know exactly how I plan to fuck her.

My hips need no help as my cock lines up perfectly with her pussy hole, and I drive deep inside, not stopping until I can go no further.

I’ve been inside her enough times she can finally take all of my big cock in one go.

She never could before, but I eventually paved my way, claiming my rightful place inside her.

This woman was meant for me. Everything about her was always supposed to be mine, and I’m keeping every bit of her I can get.

Relief washes over me at the feeling of her surrounding me, of hugging me so tightly inside her, I can’t bring myself to move right away.

My cock’s been aching to be inside her, and she feels even better than the last time I was buried in her heat.

She moans into my mouth, her tongue clashing with mine as I stroke against it in return, silently promising to give it to her good.

To make her come on my dick over and over.

Her eyes flutter open, locking onto mine. There’s an unspoken emotion in her stare, a reflection of what I feel inside and what I know I need to figure out how to say. I let her go too many times in the past; I can’t do it again. Not anymore. I know what I want, and it’s her. Them. My family.

My heart aches with how much I care for her.

I need her to know, need her to truly realize what she means to me.

“I’m so fucking sorry,” I pull away from our kiss and rasp after a moment, sliding my cock in and out as the vibrator continues to pleasantly torture us from still being inside her ass.

I move with deep plunges, making her eyes shoot heavenward with each drive. She feels unreal. Otherworldly.

“What? Why? You feel amazing, Gavin.”

“Because… I love you. I’ve tried to keep everything separate with us, but I can’t any longer.

We’re on baby number five, and all I can think about is how I wish I could watch your belly grow.

That I never want to be without you. I want to be around you and our kids all the time.

And, how I’m so fucking lost and dead inside when you’re not near me. ”

Audrey gazes at me with such intensity that it steals my breath.

Her pussy begins pulsing, milking at my cock as her muscles lock up, and then she’s whimpering my name through her release.

Her mouth trails over my neck, licking and biting, sucking, as I continue to move my hips, fucking her through her orgasm.

She’s breathless, left panting as she makes her way to nibble along my jaw.

It’s clenched as I can’t seem to stop myself from filling her over and over, all the while stuck with my heart ripped completely open for her.

Eventually, her path makes it to my ear.

She nips at the lobe, her arms wrapping around me, one hand in my hair, fingers gripping the locke’s tightly as she admits, “Thank God, Gavin. Because I am so in love with you, I don’t know what to do with myself. ”

“Christ, sweetheart,” I whisper, pulling myself back enough to meet her weary gaze. “You love me too?”

She nods, teeth sunk into her lower lip as she watches me. She’s allowing herself to be vulnerable with me, and so help me, I’m going to cherish every second of it.

“I love you,” I murmur, repeating myself as I tug her legs up high on my back, widening her hips so I can somehow get even half an inch closer to her and bury my cock the deepest it’s ever been inside her before.

Then I release, flooding her with everything I’ve got, knowing deep inside, I’m never letting her go again.

“You’re mine,” I whisper, and with those words, my fate is sealed.