Taken by the Rebel

She was about to go toward her son when hands wrapped around her waist and lifted her. If she yelled, Ben would see them.

“Blaze, what are you doing?”

“We’ve got so many babysitters. We don’t need to be here.”

Blaze didn’t take them far. He’d already lifted her over his shoulder, and she giggled as he carried her through the kitchen, but he didn’t stop as they made their way upstairs. Blair was at the party, along with several of Ben’s friends from school.

Her husband kicked the door closed and flicked the lock into place.

An answering pulse already started to work its way through her body.

“Anyone could come look for us,” Fay said.

He dropped her to the bed, but he slammed his lips down on hers, grabbing the skirt of her dress and lifting it to her waist.

She didn’t protest as he traced a finger across the seam of her panties, making her pant for more.

“You’re soaked, baby.”

“You know I have no control when you put your hands on me.”

In the past five years, that hadn’t changed. Their marriage had gone from strength to strength.

After having Ben, they had both agreed to wait for more kids. They wanted to provide a safe place for them all. Blair’s salon was going great, as was Blaze’s gym. He’d also gotten a job at the local high school, teaching gym to the kids, as well as helping out during afterschool activities.

As for herself, she had discovered a love of writing. One night, after spending a marathon lovemaking session with Blaze, she’d woken up and couldn’t stop thinking about this story she had dreamed about.

She’d put pen to paper and wrote. After a few months, Blaze had purchased a brand-new computer for her, and now she had several stories under her belt. None of them were published, but Blaze had said he wanted her to try. She was waiting to hear back on several submissions.

Either way, author or not, she had her husband, her son, and her best friend.

Blaze removed her panties and pushed her to the bed.

She cried out as his mouth began to tease her, stroking through her slit, building her up, and getting ready to throw her over the edge, but she didn’t want to end like that.

The past few months, it had been next to impossible to have any alone time with Blaze. Blair had been too busy to babysit, and Ben was … demanding. They hadn’t had sex in weeks.

She pushed Blaze to the bed, and he already had his dick ready. She straddled his waist and slowly sank down on his length.

They both cried out, and Fay stared into her husband’s eyes.

“Fuck me,” he said. “I have missed you, so damn much.”

He stroked his fingers through her hair, and Fay closed her eyes, moaning.

“You know you’re my whole world, right?” he asked.

“I know.”

She began to rock against him, taking him hard and deep. Their actions soon became frenzied, and Blaze reached between them and stroked her pussy.

They came together in a mass of heat and pleasure.

Afterward, she didn’t move away from him, and Blaze held her tightly.

“We didn’t use a condom,” he said.

She lifted her head. “Oops.”

He chuckled. “I think a brother or sister would be good for Ben.”

Nine months later, she gave birth to a little girl, and as she collapsed with her baby in her arms, she looked at her husband, seeing his devotion. Blaze didn’t give his feelings away freely, but there were moments when she got to see exactly how he felt.

He loved her more than anything else, and to Fay, it was a dream come true.

The End