Unwrapping His Package

I cupped his cheek with my palm. “I didn’t get knocked up all by myself, you know. You had a big part in this present, too.”

“Damn straight, I did.” He flashed me a cocky grin. “And I had a fuck of a lot of fun doing it.”

I pressed my thighs together to ease the ache in my core. “How about we have some more right now?”

“Whatever you want, baby.”

He was more careful than usual when he stripped me out of my costume, but after giving me a few orgasms—and some begging on my part—he stopped treating me as though he thought I’d break. Then we celebrated the holiday and our good fortune the way we always did...with a good, hard fucking.