“Heck yes, I do.” She strides towards me, unaware that she’s licking her lips, her breasts moving with every step. Without a shadow of a doubt, Rowen is going to get exactly what she needs.
“You looking to get fucked, siren?” I ask once she’s standing in front of me.
“Yes.” Her hands go to the hem of her top, but I don’t let it get that far. I rip it up and over, her soft breasts bouncing as her arms move up to help me. Damn, is my wife beautiful, softer curves from her body holding our children, even when she bitches about her hips still being too wide. I love everything about her. My body consumes hers as I walk Rowen back to the Bronco that I’ve been working on today. There’s not much wrong with it, but if we’re going on a vacation to the shore, I know she’ll want to take it out.
“Fuck yes, you are.” I set her on the hood of the truck, her pussy right at the spot I want. My mouth is already salivating at the mere scent of her, let alone at the thought of eating her like this.
“Braxton, don’t tease me. It’s been too long.” She’s giving me shit right now, wanting me to go at her hot and heavy.
“Quit busting my balls. Your greedy cunt just had me inside you this morning.” My palms slide up her smooth-as-silk legs until they meet the hem of her skirt.
“You love when I do that.” Her elbows are on the hood as she watches my every movement.
“You’re not wrong. Pull your skirt up for me, siren. I’m gonna eat this sweet pussy until you can’t stand, then I’m going to fuck you nice and slow.” I watch as she does what I demand, not wasting one second.
“There’s something you should know before you fuck your cum into me.” She’s feeling brazen today, and I fucking love it.
“What’s that?” My mouth is already on the inside of her thigh, my tongue licking her until it meets that tattoo I love so much is beneath it. So much like the matching one I have on my inner bicep. It was Rowen’s wedding gift from me, and she kisses it daily, much like I do her tattoo.
“I stopped taking my birth control this morning. I’m ready to start trying again. I swear to God, though, if we’re blessed with another set of twins, not only am I getting a tubal ligation, you’ll get a vasectomy,” she says, and I know Rowen isn’t kidding.
“You have yourself a deal, but siren, I think even if we don’t have another set of twins, I say this is it. We have our hands full now, which I’m thankful as fuck for, but I want to enjoy the ones we’ll have. So, I’ll get a vasectomy after the next baby,” I suggest.
“God, I love you, Braxton.”
“I love you, siren.” My mouth lands on her pussy, knowing as soon as she comes on my tongue, she’ll be coming on my cock next. This life we’ve built, it’s fucking amazing. The wait was most definitely worth it.The End