More Than Him

“Ah... you know me so well.” Phillipa rolls her eyes as he walks out of the room.

“What are we having tonight?” She moves through the house checking out everything.

“Lasagna.”

“I love your lasagna. But more importantly, I love what you are doing to the house. It's coming along beautifully.” I look around trying to see what she sees. I must admit a sense of pride.

“Thanks. It's a slow process, especially trying to plan a wedding and school.” I say rubbing my stomach as the baby moves.

“You know I will help with what I can.” I love her.

“I know. But honey, you are going to be dropping that baby and that should be your focus. To be honest, I don’t really want a wedding.”

“What do you mean?” she asks, a look of shock on her face.

“I am serious. All I want is to marry him. I would rather go to Vegas, have you and Cord come with us, marry him, and come home as his wife. That is all I want.”

“This is news to me,” I hear Dun say as he comes down the stairs. “Is this really what you want, baby?” he asks, lifting my chin further up so he can examine my eyes.

“Yes. I just want to marry you, Dun. That’s it. Nothing else matters.” He smiles and kisses me, being mindful we are not alone.

“Then that is what you will get. Is tomorrow soon enough?” My mouth drops open.

“Are you serious?” I feel my heart begin to race, excitement taking over me at the thought of this happening so soon.

“Yes. I told you anything you want.”

“YES!!” I scream, jumping up and down. Well, as much as I can jump.

“Omg. we have to go tell Cord so we can pack.”

Lasagna forgotten, I go upstairs and get ready for the rest of my life.EpilogueDun“Shh. Hush little man. You are going to wake your mama and she needs sleep.'' I say walking around the living room with my son. He was born two weeks ago and I can’t seem to put him down. Lani jokes that she is only good for the milk because she almost never gets to hold him. I know I should feel guilty, but I don't. This is my little guy. My Michael. We named him after my father. The day he was born, I knew I would never be the same. I vowed to love him, support him and to show him every day, much like my father tried too. “Hey hey...buddy. I know your diaper is dry since I just changed it. So, what’s going on?” I ask him, putting him on my shoulder sniffing the newborn scent.

“The milk factory is being summoned.” I turn, watching my sexy wife descend the stairs and I swear she is even more beautiful since giving birth. Motherhood suits her. Which is fucked up considering I have another four weeks before I can mount her.

“Hey baby. I was trying to calm this one down so you could rest.” And so I don’t have to look at your lush ass and can’t fuck it. What?!? It’s true. Well shit. Now I am talking to my mind. My dick is really in distress.

“It’s ok, babe. The milk is hurting anyway. When they drip, I know it’s time.” Well hell. Did she have to say that? “Come on sweet boy. Come to mama.” Handing him to her, I can’t help but feel a sense of loss. Crazy I know, but what can I say. If his mom is my heart, then he is soul. I watch as she pulls her maternity bra down and places her nipple in his mouth. Is it wrong that saliva is literally dripping down my chin? Lucky baby.

“Quit staring,” she says smirking.

“Those are my tits. Well, now mine and Michael’s. The point is I can stare all I want. As soon as he goes back to bed, I am going to suck the rest of that sweet milk outside of those plump tits until you beg me to lick that pussy. Now who's staring?” I love that after all of this, she still blushes. Feeling overwhelmed with love, I lean down and kiss them both. “I love you both so much. Thank you for fulfilling me.”

“I love you too, babe. Thank you for giving me the family I never had.” She finishes feeding my boy and I take him from her as she fixes herself and I burp him. Once he is snug in his crib... I more than fulfill my promise. Three times.EpilogueLailaniFour Years Later“Dun hurry up. Oh God. Faster. Yes,” I say trying not to scream. I just put the baby down and he hears everything. This one is a nosy one.

“Calm your greedy ass down. Shit. Don’t rush me when my cock is in his favorite place. Fuck baby. How the hell are you still so fucking tight. God. Juicy as pussy. Still greedy as fuck.” After all this time I still love it when he talks dirty. “Hmm, you like it when I call your tight little hole greedy don’t you?”