Page 24 of Silver Spoon Falls, Vol. I

RAZOR

One Year Later

My three-month-old son is passed out in the bassinet next to our bed, and I’m dying to see just how soundly Axel sleeps.

I lie down next to my wife and pull her into my arms. Rafe and the contractor worked overtime to make sure our new home was finished before Adalynn’s due date, and our new friends and neighbors banded together to help us move in one week before our little man made his appearance.

Adalynn drapes her naked leg across my thighs, causing my cock to take notice.

I lean over and cover her lips with mine.

My tongue tangles with hers as I slide my hand over her silky curves.

When I get to her chest, I nip her bottom lip and tell her, “Take this off.” I run my hand under the industrial-strength bra strap and give it a little tug.

I hate that she has to keep her tits corralled, but my wife swears it’s a necessary evil.

Adalynn’s gorgeous curves ripened while she carried our son, and I’m hoping the massive increase in her tit size is a permanent condition.

“My boobs will leak,” Adalynn groans as I reach behind her to unhook the offending undergarment.

“I don’t fucking care,” I tell her and stare down at her naked swollen tits. I’m not going to lie, I’m insanely jealous of my own son. He gets free reign to enjoy the juicy mounds.

When I lean over and swipe my tongue over her collarbone, my wife arches her back, hissing, “Axel is going to wake up if you make me scream.”

“He’s going to have to learn to sleep through you screaming.” I bite the spot under Adalynn’s ear that drives her nuts. “It’s my goal in life to make sure you scream my name at least once a day.”

“I love your hefty goals,” she groans and reaches between our bodies to wrap her soft hand around my hard erection.

“Fuck.” A shiver runs up the back of my spine as pleasure courses through my blood.

I slide out of her hold and kiss my way down her luscious curves.

After stopping to lick away the milk leaking from her sweet tits, I nip her belly button on my way to my favorite spot in the whole world.

I could eat my wife’s juicy pussy twenty-four hours a day and never get tired of it.

I rake my eyes up her curvy body and watch as my wife pulls a pillow over her head to control the noise.

It’s like waving a red flag at a bull. I set to work, attempting to make her scream.

My tongue slides in and out of her juicy slit while I play her clit like the finest musical instrument.

She wraps one of her legs around my back and drags me closer to her wet center.

Adalynn’s back arches as her legs stiffen around my head, and I increase my efforts, attempting to wring a massive orgasm from my goddess.

To my surprise, my little man sleeps through his mother screaming my name.

I guess I’ll have to work a little harder at making her come.

I lie on my back and drag Adalynn over me.

“I want to watch your gorgeous tits bounce while I fuck you.” She smiles at me and slides her wet pussy down over my hard erection.

As Adalynn’s hips move in maddingly slow circles, her silky walls massage my cock, nearly causing me to lose my mind.

I smack her curvy ass. “Fucking stop torturing me and move,” I beg her, but my goddess won’t be rushed.

She keeps up the slow pace, sliding all the way down and then dragging her hips up until my cock nearly pops free of her wet pussy.

I reach up and rub her hard nipples, feeling the wetness dripping down my hands.

Tingling runs up my spine as an orgasm barrels down on me.

I wrap my hands around her luscious hips and drag her down to meet my rapid upward thrusts.

Watching her large tits jiggle sends me dangerously close to the edge, but there’s no way I’m coming without my wife.

I press down hard on her clit and pound up into her wet pussy until she throws back her head and screams my name.

Adalynn drops across my chest and lays her head under my chin while we recover. She lifts her head and peeks over the side of the bed. “Axel is still out cold.” She glances up and smirks. “I can’t believe he slept through all our noise.”

“What can I say?” I shrug. “My little man is a gifted sleeper.”

We’ve been extremely lucky. Axel came home from the hospital sleeping six hours a night. “The doctor swears we’ll never have another baby that sleeps like this.”

“Is that a challenge?” I kiss her forehead. “Because I’m willing to have another one to test it out.”

“Well…” My wife sits up and smiles down at me. “I’m glad you feel that way.” She leans over and nibbles on my earlobe. “Because we have already proven that breastfeeding isn’t an effective form of birth control.” I blink several times, and my ears buzz as her meaning becomes clear.

“You’re already pregnant?” I want to make sure I’m not misunderstanding her.

“It would seem that you knocked me up again right away.” Adalynn doesn’t appear upset, but I need to make sure.

“And you’re happy about it?” Reaching between our bodies, I run my hand over her slightly rounded stomach. I can’t wait to watch her grow round with our next child.

“Ecstatic.” Adalyn smiles at me. “I’m really glad we listened to Rafe and designed the house with six bedrooms.” When the architect recommended building such a large home, my wife balked, but I convinced her to go with his suggestion.

“It might not be enough.” I pull her soft body close, making my intentions clear. “I plan to knock you up many more times.”

“We’ll only have three more bedrooms after this little one gets here,” she reminds me, but I won’t let that stop me. I already have alternate plans in mind.

“I made sure Rafe designed the house so it can easily be added onto. We’ll just add another wing with several more bedrooms.” I watch my wife’s eyes widen like saucers.

“Uh.” She sits up as our son starts fussing in his bassinet. “Exactly how many children are you wanting?” Adalynn reaches for our son and hugs him close.

“We’ll fill up all the rooms and see how we feel.” I don’t want to overwhelm her.

She hands me the tiny baby. “Will you change him while I clean up?”

“Anything for you.” I kiss his soft cheek and head over to the temporary diaper-changing station we set up in the huge walk-in closet.

My son tries his best to pee on me, but I’ve learned the little stinker’s tricks.

I hold the diaper over his weapon until I have the new one under his little rear end.

One full-frontal drenching was enough to last me a lifetime.

Adalynn is sitting up against the headboard when I return and hand her our son. “Did he try to get you?” She glances at my chest, looking for evidence that the tiny sprinkler struck again.

“He tried but I’m onto his tricks.” She sits up and lets me slide in behind her. My wife knows that holding her curvy body against mine while she feeds our little man is my favorite part of the night.

“I love you.” Adalynn melts back against my chest as the baby latches on and makes happy noises.

“I love you, too.” I kiss the side of her neck. “Our flame will burn forever.”

Life doesn’t get any better than this.