Christmas with the Beast (The Fiore Family 1)
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“I love when you do that,” I moan, rolling my head forward.
“Me too. Although I love it when I can hear you come loudly.” His body relaxes over mine. We stay like that for a minute before he pulls out. He fixes my panties, making sure to press his seed back inside as if I’m not already pregnant. “How are you feeling?”
“Great. How are you?”
He spins me around in his strong arms, staring at me with the faintest wrinkles at the corners of his eyes from smiling so much. His mouth caresses mine before he answers. “I’m the happiest man alive. You know this is my favorite holiday and you’re still my best present that I love to unwrap.”
“Good. Then you’ll really enjoy opening up your gift tonight.”
“How do you do that to me? I’ve just spent a morning’s worth of cum, and then you utter a few words and I’m stiffer than steel.”
“Your guess is as good as mine, but I hope it never changes.” The sound of the gate goes off.
“Papa, why are you buzzing for Dad? We have the code.”
“They might be busy.”
“All the reason to just enter it. Oh no. You mean they…are kissing again.”
We listen to them and breathe a sigh of relief that he still doesn’t understand the birds and bees yet. Then again, he’s only nine. In a couple of years, he’s really going to get an education if he doesn’t learn to leave well enough alone.
“We’re coming.”
“Make sure you wash your hands first,” our son Maximo says. “Dad likes to touch mommy’s butt. I don’t know why, other than it’s like a squishy pillow.”
“One day, my boy. One day,” my father-in-law tells him, and I turn tomato red. We have four kids and another little one on the way, so my pillows have gotten a little fuller. Not much because I’m still slender, but not like I was when I met Franco.
“I love all of your pillows.” Franco squeezes my breasts for good measure.
“I like them too. Especially when you have your hands and mouth on them.” I wink and then head upstairs to clean myself up while Franco goes to the door with a grin on his face. Franco’s not the least bit embarrassed. I shake my head as he disappears from my sight. I hope that one day my kids find someone who loves them as their father loves me.
THE END