Page 41 of Single Daddy To Go
And that’s why this woman is perfect for me. Ally gives as good as she gets. When you’re a billionaire, it’s easy to surround yourself with yes-men and people who agree to anything you say. But my wife isn’t like that. She calls me out on my shit, and stands up for herself. Her sassy spirit and feisty ways drive me crazy sometimes, but they’re also part of what I love most about her.
Plus, she’s good with children, did I mention? Katie absolutely adores her, and calls Ally “Mommy” now. I’m not sure what my daughter calls Lindsay, as we’re no longer in touch. It’s sad but all of my interactions with my ex are conducted through lawyers. It’s just easier this way.
But back to the present. There are many parts of my wife that I adore, and right now, her delectable pussy and heaving breasts are definitely part of the equation. I bend my head to kiss that glistening pink slit, and she lets out a delighted squeal as her clit throbs.
“Rob,” she moans. “More. Please, yes.More.”
I give her more. I rear up to stand before her, my giant rod erect and absolutely enormous. But Ally shows no fear. Instead, she smiles and pulls me closer. The woman is so slick that I slip in easily, almost by accident. But this is no accident because she lets out another moan as I sink deep into her tight hole, her eyes closing as her back arches a bit.
“Oh god, yes,” she breathes. “Sogood.”
I nod, my heart pumping furiously as I watch the curvy brunette laid out like a feast before me. What did I do to deserve this woman? Here she is, heavily pregnant with my child, giving me what I need even though it can’t possibly be comfortable with her growing belly. But I’m an asshole, so I take every opportunity available, and that includes loving her right here, right now.
Slowly, I slip my shaft out of her sweet slit. She groans, and I get even harder watching as my pole reappears from between those swollen pink lips. I’m drenched, and my hard rod is shiny with the evidence of her need.
“You got me all lubed up sweetheart, so we’re going to move to stage two. What do you say?”
Her eyes fly open, but it’s too late. I’ve already shifted downwards a bit and now the head of my dick is nudging her dark star.
“Oh!” is her surprised yelp as I press a bit, spreading her tight pleats with my massive head. “Oh god. Yes!”
Again, I’m reminded of why she’s perfect for me. Ally’s offered every part of her body to me with no shame, and I’ve loved every inch of that beautiful form. As a result, this isn’t my first time taking her in her back end, and it won’t be the last. She moans again as I sink deeper into her bottom, while pushing her knees up so that I can get better access to every inch of this beautiful girl.
“Yes,” I growl. “Yes, come with me sweetheart. I want you to.”
Ally’s eyes are dazed now but her body responds. After a few slow strokes in and out of her behind, I reach one hand down to tap her clit a few times, and she positively explodes on my cock. A long, guttural growl escapes her throat as her ass clamps down, and then begins a series of shudders.
“Oh!” is her delighted squeal. “Oh god, Rob. Yes!”
I’m lost too. The feel of her bottom squeezing my hardness as her swollen folds gush wetly shoots me to the stars, and the virility comes boiling out of my shaft rapid-fire to fill her back end.
“Fuuuuck,” is my low grunt. “Oh shit baby.”
Afterwards, we lay together, panting and spent on the bed. Slowly, I lever myself up and watch with satisfaction as white fluid leaks from her back door. This is what I love about my wife. She’s so dirty, and it’s all for me. With one finger, I reach up and push the liquid back into her bottom, where it belongs, stopping to stroke her pleats a bit.
“Mmm, Robert,” she murmurs with a sleepy smile. “That feels good.”
“Excellent,” I say with a growl. “Because give me five minutes, and we can do this all over again.”
She giggles.
“Five minutes? That’s all you need?”
That’s all I’ll ever need with this woman. I bend down and take her hand, pressing it to my lips for a moment.
“I need this,” I say, kissing her palm. “I need this,” I repeat, pressing a soft kiss to one nipple. “And I need this,” I finish, capturing her mouth with mine. The contact is electric: the kiss is deep, passionate, and loving at once because she is mine, and I am hers. Our hearts have found each other through the thicket called life, and although our union was unlikely, it’s here to last. This woman is my everything, and she means the world to me. I know this in my heart of hearts, but somehow, I have to hear her say it too.
“Say you love me,” I command against her lips. “Tell me you do.”
Ally’s smile is as bright as the sunshine, her glow suffusing my heart and warming me from the inside out.
“I love you Robert Lockhart. Now you say it too,” she invites with a sweet smile.
How can I resist?
“I love you. I love you. I love you,” is my chant, punctuated with kisses to her cheek, chin, and mouth. “I love everything about you, and always will. You and the baby are the best Christmas gifts a man could ask for.”
She sighs and presses her mouth to mine.
“I love you,” she breathes again.
“Always,” I echo. Our mouths fuse, and again, I’m reminded of how lucky I am. The day care provider met the billionaire, and he swept her off her feet. We learned a few lessons along the way, but all’s well that ends well, and now that my wife has said that she loves me, I can take those words and cherish them in my heart forever.
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