“I’ll be quick,” he says, kissing me softly.
“What if I don’t want you to be quick?” I gasp when he thrusts his hard length inside of me and I’m full in only the way his perfect cock can fill me.
“You say that.” He thrusts again and I moan. “But you’ll start begging for my cum in two seconds.”
“I like the way it feels,” I complain and then smile at him. I’m still fully dressed on top, but we’re both naked from the waist down, and somehow that feels so dirty. Thinking about his cock filling me makes me clench around him and then his eyes meet mine as if to say I told you so.
His cock throbs in answer, and I bear down on it, grinding my wet pussy on his length. It’s slippery and sticky as I rock my hips and the sounds of it only ratchets up my need.
“Fuck.” He clenches my hips tighter, and now I’m riding him from underneath.
“Cum in me,” I whisper in his ear, and he curses again. Damn it, why do I love when he loses control like that? Maybe because I know he’ll be hard again in two seconds.
When I feel his warm release inside me, it triggers my own, and I climax. I cling to him and gasp as the waves of pleasure spread between us, and he puts his weight on top of me.
I used to wonder if it would always be so perfect, and it has been. My husband not only gave me the life I didn’t dare to dream of, but he gave me a happily ever after, complete with my entire family.
He might be jealous and bossy and more than a little demanding, but he’s also kind and generous and the best husband and father anyone could ask for. I’m lucky, but so is he, because I’m pretty damn great too and don’t mind reminding him.
“I love you forever,” he says, kissing me softly.
“I love you for always,” I agree, and then this time when we make love, it’s with our hearts entwined as one.
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THE END!