Only Love

“Yes, Dr. Grey,” she panted.

Fuck. It took everything in me not to come right then. “Good girl,” I gritted out through clenched teeth. “Now keep your voice down while I instruct you.”

She whimpered as she lifted her head so our eyes met before she nodded and murmured, “Yes, Dr. Grey.”

I walked her through everything I wanted her to do, and she followed each direction without question. She trusted me to know her body, and by the time I was done, she was shaking with need. I sucked a nipple in my mouth and slid a hand down to her hard little bud, forcing me to cover her mouth again while she shattered apart and screamed my name. She continued to work my cock as she came, her pussy bearing down and milking me to orgasm.

“London!” I shouted her name as she rode me, then I pushed up into her with one last hard thrust and held her hips in a tight grip while thick jets of come spilled from my cock. Some part of me registered that I shouldn’t have been yelling my wife’s name, but I was too lost in her to care. Holy shit. I’d had a dream just like this once…although I hadn’t conjured up the outfit. Damn. My wife was sexy as fuck.

“Holy cow. I can’t move.” London slumped against my chest and yawned.

I chuckled and gently lifted her, reluctantly withdrawing from her hot sheath and shifting her so she was sideways across my lap. Then I kissed her head as I wrapped her up in my arms. “No problem. It’s a good thing you showed up after my last class, baby girl. You don’t have to move a muscle. I’ll carry you home.” I fingered the edges of her shirt for a second before growling, “And don’t think you won’t be getting a spanking later for wearing this outfit out of the house.”

London failed to stifle her giggle, but when she bent her head back and looked up at me, her smile was coy. “I don’t know what you mean.”

I shook my head and sighed with exasperation. “You may not have gone without underwear, baby girl. But you walked out of the house looking like every schoolboy’s wet dream, and the thought of other men fantasizing about you”—I clutched her a little tighter—“makes me contemplate murder.”

London gasped. “But then you wouldn’t be around to raise Kaya and…” She paused, and her dimples dug into her cheeks as she patted her soft belly. “Baby number two.”

A grin immediately split my face, and I jumped to my feet. “You’re pregnant?!?” I shouted.

“Shhhhh.” London put a finger over my lips, and her eyes darted toward the door. Then she giggled. “I don’t know why you’re surprised, Liam. You can’t seem to keep your hands to yourself.” Her look of glee made it clear that she wasn’t complaining about that. “And the one time I convinced you to put a condom on your giant penis, it broke!”

I tilted my head to the side and my lips curved cockily. “Can’t keep a good man down,” I joked. Slowly, I lowered her to her feet and cupped her face in my hands before giving her a tender kiss. “Are you happy, baby girl?” I murmured when I released her rosebud mouth.

“Blissfully.” London lifted her face for another kiss, and I happily obliged. When we parted, she sighed and beamed at me. “Let’s go home. Charlotte is watching Kaya, so you can punish me for breaking the rules.” She winked and took a step back. My gaze swept down her body, taking in her freshly fucked look and the ragged condition of her clothes.

I frowned at her as I tucked myself back into my slacks. “I’ll give you my shirt to wear.”

London’s nose wrinkled like she’d smelled something bad, then she huffed, “Absolutely not. No one’s allowed to ogle my man but me.”

“Damn,” I remarked with a smirk. “It’s hot as fuck when you get territorial over me.” My expression turned serious again as I gestured to her state of undress. “But I’m still not going to let you leave my classroom like this.”

“Dr. Grey,” I growled in warning. My cock had sprung back to life, ready for more action the second I knew I’d put another baby in her. “I’ve been a very good student.” She turned and walked away, putting a little more sway in her hips than necessary. She was going to pay for being such a delicious little tease.

London grabbed her canvas shoulder bag from the chair nearest to the door where she’d dropped it when she entered earlier. She brought it to my desk and smiled knowingly as she reached inside and pulled out a pair of pink sweats.

I laughed because she was so damn adorable and so very perfect for me. She was an outstanding wife and mother. On top of that, she was still in school, though she’d switched to mostly online classes and kept a light course load. A few months after we met, I’d convinced her to let me help her start her business, and it had taken off. Her original creations were in high demand, and she had a long waiting list. However, she didn’t want to burn out, so she limited her working time and only put in more hours if she was particularly inspired by something and having fun. It was one of the first lessons I taught her about business because I’d been there. Putting work first all the time and losing my passion for it. London amazed me more and more every day. She and Kaya lit up my life in a way I hadn’t known was possible.