Oh, his sexy wife always told him what to do with it and he’d never complained. He was always up for it with her and she made his head spin.
“I have a present for you.”
He turned away from the kitchen window and looked toward the voice and panted.
“You like?” Erin sauntered toward him, in a pair of silver high heels and nothing else. “I thought I’d give you something to remind you of what you have waiting for you at home.”
“I’d never forget you, baby...but, feel free to remind me…often.” He licked his lips while he tried to decide what to look at. His eyes roamed up her long legs, to her bare pussy, curvy hips, narrow waist and to her breasts before he met her gaze. “You are going to have me hard and horny all day.”
“Considering where you’re about to start working I’d say that you were in the right place. I mean all those horny teenagers.”
He laughed. “That’s how you make me feel.”
“Horny?”
“That as well, but I meant a teenager. I only have to look at you and I’m hard as a rock, and then you touch me and I’m ready to come.”
“Mmm, well hold that thought for a few minutes.” She smiled shyly and looked nervous before pulling her bottom lip into her mouth. “I have another present for you.” Erin moved closer, stopped in front of him and held up two small footballs—one pink and the other pale blue.
“What?” He felt the blood drain from his face and his knees go weak as it started to sink in what she was telling him. “You sure?”
Erin nodded.
He carefully took the footballs from her, felt the weight in his hands, which was nothing, and then he placed them on the counter behind him.
Cupping Erin’s face in his hands, he dropped his forehead to hers and held her gaze. “I love you.” He closed his eyes and breathed her in. “We’re really going to have a baby? I’m going to be a Daddy?”
“In about eight months time.”
Erin had stopped taking the pill two weeks before they’d gotten married because they’d both agreed that they wanted children right away.
“Oh boy.” He laughed and picking her up in his arms, headed for their bedroom. “I have,” he glanced at the clock, “an hour and forty minutes before I have to leave.” He wiggled his brows and gently placed her on the floor.
Erin moved in closer, palming his arousal through his sweats. “I love your cock.”
Her words startled him, and then he threw his head back and really laughed, until her hand slipped down into his sweats and touched his naked flesh. It soon shut him up as his eyes rolled.
“We have time to celebrate. I have it all planned out.”
She dropped to her knees, taking his sweats with her.
“Babe,” he croaked.
She grabbed onto his thighs and very slowly swirled her tongue around the head, her eyes looking up into his.
He found it impossible to formulate words with the vision of her on the floor. Her breasts swayed against his legs as she took more of his length into her mouth.
The arousal leaked from the tip and he couldn’t stop with him being so close to release. Watching her and seeing her nipples so hard made him swell even more.
He wanted those nipples in his mouth.
Reaching down, he picked her up in his arms and placed her gently on the bed. He quickly kissed her lips while he ran his fingers though her soaked pussy lips.
“You’re so ready for me.” Before he lost it completely, he guided his dick to her entrance and slowly thrust home. “When I enter you, it’s always like the first time—soft, tight and wet.”
Erin wrapped her legs around his hips, letting her feet slip down between his thighs. He loved her in that position because she went even tighter around him and he couldn’t quite get as far inside.
He wrapped his arms under hers and reached up to cup her face. “I love you, Erin De La Fuente.” He bent and kissed her. “And thank you for everything.”