Taking the Fall: The Full Complete Series

“I want a quiet night with just the two of us.” I hold her to me, kissing her lips softly. “It’s Thanksgiving, and we have a lot to be thankful for.”

She smiles at me and tugs on my thermal shirt, helping me take it off. “I’m thankful my husband is so sexy, I can’t keep my hands off him.”

I feel myself blush a little at her compliment. It’s not that she doesn’t tell me all the time how much she wants me, but it makes me shy to hear it.

Reaching down, she unbuttons my jeans as I kick off my boots. “I’m thankful my husband has such a big cock that’s always hard and ready to fuck me.”

I grab her hips and lift her up, taking her to bed and laying her back. I’m on top of her before her next words come out of her mouth, her dirty talk turning me on. I pull at her clothes, getting her naked, and I can hear little giggles come from her as I move faster.

“You can’t say that kind of stuff to me and not expect me to act on it. Be careful what you say, princess.”

I pull her panties to the side, not bothering to take them off, and latch my mouth onto her pussy. She’s hot and wet and starts grinding against my face at the first swipe of my tongue across her clit.

“Anthony, I’m so turned on. I need you.”

I drink up her sweetness, tasting her desire. “Take what you want, baby. I’ll give you everything.”

She grabs my hair, holding my face closer to her core. After just a few licks in the right place, she’s tensing up and letting out her release. Her orgasm is fast, and I’m glad because I’m ready to be inside her. Maybe it’s all the years of denial, but there’s an urgency to our lovemaking. I have the need to be inside her all the time, and it seems as if her need is just as strong.

I line up my cock and thrust inside her, licking my lips. I love having her flavor on my face while we make love. It’s the most exquisite feeling in the world. Leaning down, I take her mouth, and her nails scrape across my back.

She has a primal need that’s as strong as my own, and I give her all that she’s silently begging for. It’s as if our souls are trying to connect when I’m inside her. Nothing’s ever felt more sublime in my life.

“Harder, baby. Harder.”

I thrust harder, going deep inside her tight body. She fits me so perfectly because her pussy has known only me. Her body is molded to my cock and takes it so easily. Her inside walls clench with my every stroke, begging me to stay there.

“I’m close, princess. I’m gonna cum and then take you over to the dresser and fuck you on that. I want to stay inside you all day.”

She moans at my dirty words, and clenches again. Reaching between us, I rub her clit and give it a little pinch. Her back bows off the bed, her arms reaching for the headboard. She grips it tightly as I send her over the edge, letting myself go with her. My warm cum fills her womb, and I keep thrusting. I pump through both of our orgasms, not stopping when she tells me to.

“I said all day, princess.”

Picking up her limp body, I carry her over to the dresser, not breaking our connection. I sit her ass on the edge and pull her legs around my hips.

“Hold on to me, baby. I want it hard and deep.” I thrust into her as she leans back on the dresser, bracing herself, and tightens her thighs around my waist.

I lean down, sucking one of her hard nipples into my mouth and licking her over and over. The feeling of her soft skin in my mouth and her wet heat squeezing my cock is enough to have me going blind with ecstasy.

I feel one of her hands come up and grip my hair, holding me tighter to her breast. “Oh God, Anthony, it’s too much.”

Breaking my suction on her nipple, I lick up her neck and bite her earlobe. “It’s exactly what it should be, princess.” I kiss along her jaw, and before I take her lips, I whisper against them. “It’s everything.”

Epilogue

Anthony

8 months later…

“Baby, I can’t see a thing. I’m starting to get scared.”

“Do you trust me, Mary?” I squeeze her hands and lead her forward another step.

“Don’t ask stupid questions, Anthony. You know I do.”

“Then take four more steps forward, then you can take the blindfold off.”

I steady her body as she slowly takes the four steps. Her body is so tiny, and her pregnancy is all belly. She’s going to fall forward if I don’t help her inside the house.

Once she’s inside the entrance, I go around her and shut the door. After I close it, I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her belly.

“So you know how I’ve been super busy the past few months, and you keep getting on my case about getting the baby’s room ready, and I told you I had it covered?”

“Yeah,” she says skeptically.

“Well, I’ve kind of been working on it. And now I want to show it to you.”

“Anthony, we just left our apartment. Did you drive around and bring me back there? Because I think I would have noticed if you put a nursery in.”

“Not quite, princess.” Reaching up, I take off the blindfold and stand back, letting her take it all in.

“Holy. Shit!” She shouts the last word excitedly and puts her hands over her mouth.

After Thanksgiving I bought Mary the house she’d been coveting since the day it went on the market. I’ve spent the past eight months having it completely renovated to look like all her Pinterest board posts. I did a lot of work myself with the help of my brothers-in-law and dads. We all worked long hours, but everybody knew this was for Mary and the first grandbaby, so nobody complained. They all pitched in, and even the moms got to help decorate.

Mary is a simple woman who doesn’t ask for a lot. So when I saw she had a dream of what our perfect home should be, I gave it to her. I want to make her every dream come true because she deserves it. There’s no one on this planet who is more beautiful and more devoted. She’s my everything.

“How? When?”

She turns to me with tears running down her face, and I scoop her up in my arms, carrying her through the house. I show her all the little features she wanted and all the furniture she picked out without ever having to move it. I show her the baby’s room, which is complete and just waiting on the little one to fill it. She sees the whole house while I carry her like a bride, and I love the feeling of her and our baby in my arms.

When we finish with the tour inside, I take her out back to where everyone is waiting. They’re all on the back patio and yell, “Surprise!” when we walk out. I still don’t put her down, opting to go sit on one of the outdoor chairs by the pool, and hold her close to me. Everyone comes over and loves on us, and I can see how truly happy Mary is.

After a little while when some of the excitement has wound down, she turns to me and rests her palm on my cheek.

“Can we stay here tonight, Anthony?”

“This is our home, Mary. We are going to stay here for the rest of our lives.”

“Thank you for making my dreams come true.” She leans in and touches her forehead to mine.

“Thank you for being my best friend, my wife, and the mother of our babies.”

“Babies?” Cherry says as she walks over to us slowly. “Did you say babies?” my mother-in-law shrieks, the echo bouncing around the backyard. The family rushes over to us and all burst into loud noises, most of which I can’t make out.