And she was mine .
With a roar I tore her panties in half, pouncing on her like a wild animal. I couldn’t wait. I had to claim her .
Now .
My shorts were barely over my hips but my cock was a heat-seeking missile, already probing her silky hot wetness. I grit my teeth as I edged my way inside. She was so ready, but it had been a while. She was small to begin with and inexperienced on top of that .
And I was… well, me. 6’4” with a monster snake in my pants. I had to go slow .
I didn’t want to hurt her .
“Hmmmm… fuck! Becky tell me if I am… unffff… if I am hurting you .”
She stared up at me, her fingers gripping my shoulders hard. She didn’t look like she was in pain. She looked like she liked whatever I was doing .
“Whiskey …”
“ Uh huh ?”
“ You’re not .”
That was it. I couldn’t help it. I unleashed on her, driving home again and again. There was no wind up. No real foreplay other than me slobbering all over her sweet little pussy .
I grunted like an animal as I took her, my shaft plunging in and out, as deep as I could go. I lost all control. I was truly an animal. Nothing would have stopped me .
Not an earthquake. Not a marching band. Not a man eating lion chewing on my foot .
Bless her, my wild little Becky was right there with me. Her curvy legs wrapped tightly around me. Her juicy hips rising to meet my thrusts .
I felt her start to come and lost whatever last shred of control I had. I shouted incoherently as my balls tightened up and my seed shot up through my cock. It felt like an explosion of light rising up and out of me. Going where it belonged. Deep into her. My woman .
Her pussy squeezed me as she shook helplessly on the bed. She was still coming, not even coming down from the peak yet. I groaned as she milked me for every drop .
“Damn, Becks .”
I kissed her forehead softly, grinning like a damn fool. She trembled in my arms as the aftershocks tore through her .
“I guess some things never change .”
Chapter Twenty -Six
Devlin
“D o you think they are fighting ?”
“Hopefully they are up to something else .”
“Do you think so? What if they aren’t talking? I hope she forgives me !”
I shook my head at my beautiful wife .
“I hope it’s option B, for all our sakes .”
She giggled .
“Well, we had to do something! They belong together !”
“Yes, they do. And so do we, so come on over here .”
She was fussing around, cleaning up from dinner. She was such a good cook, though I liked to cook for her about half the time. We took turns with all the chores. We’d never even talked about it, it was just the way we worked together .
My girl was beyond perfect .
Some days I thought she was a supreme being, whatever that meant. She made me believe in miracles, that much was certain .
I scooped her up and sat her on my lap. I brushed her gorgeous brown hair away from her neck and kissed the soft skin below her ear long and slow. I heard her breath catch, just the way it always did when I got her excited .
I smiled .
Good .
I wanted her badly. Hell, I always did. I’d never stopped since the first day I laid eyes on her at Mae’s. After that, I’d been a goner .
Even now that we were married, I still couldn’t get enough alone time with my wife. Every damn day I had to compete with her classes and friends and her club responsibilites .
As my old lady, she represented the family side of things. While it wasn’t an official position, she had a lot of ducks to tend to. There were plenty of single moms, single dads, and folks having problems taking care of business. And if anyone got sick, she was there for that too .
Kaylie helped every one of them, in any way she could .
Usually that meant food. Organizing babysitting. And sometimes even meddling in people’s affairs, like she had with Becky and Whiskey .
We had three casserole dishes and they were always in use. I rubbed my hand over her back and she shivered. My lady was quite a chef .
And now she was a college graduate on top of it all .
I couldn’t be prouder .
“Dev ?”
I unbuttoned her cotton floral blouse, one mother of pearl button at a time. I bit my lip as the creamy swell of her perfect breasts came into view .
“ Yes , love ?”
“What are you doing ?”
“You are wearing far too many clothes for my liking .”