Curvy

Reaching between us, I rub her clit and watch where our bodies are connected. I can see her pussy pulsing around me, and I feel her body edging closer to orgasm. The pressure on her hard nub has her clawing at the sheets, but I just keep stroking in and out of her pussy, hitting her sweet spots.

“Cum on me, Cali,” I whisper and feel her clamp down on me.

I thrust in hard one last time as the pulses of her orgasm roll through her body. I keep my eyes locked on her pussy, and I see my cock throb with every jet of cum I pump into her. It’s a beating muscle inside her, filling her full of semen.

When I finally empty everything into her, I take the ankle off my shoulder and lie down on top of her. I prop myself up on my elbows so I don’t crush her, but I don’t pull out. I want to stay inside her as much as possible, and I’m in no hurry to change that.

I look at her beautiful face. She’s got her eyes closed, a goofy grin on her lips, and she looks utterly spent.

I kiss her lips gently and then move my face to her neck, wanting to snuggle into her and sleep.

“I love you, Flynn,” I hear her say, and it makes my heart nearly burst in two. “We’ll figure everything out. We’ve got a lifetime to plan. I’m just happy I’ve found you.

Squeezing her tighter, I pull my face from her neck and look into her gorgeous green eyes.

“I love you, too, baby.” I feel her thumb wipe away some wetness on my cheek, and I just lean down, burying my face in her neck again. “I’m so happy,” I whisper against her skin.

She wraps her arms and legs around me, both of us clinging to one another. This is crazy-fast and out of nowhere, but life is all about living in the love. And I intend on doing that with Cali by my side.

Or under me.

Or on top of me.

Epilogue

Flynn

4 years later…

I stand in the kitchen making lunch when Cali comes in. She laughs as she waddles into the room. She’s nine months pregnant. Her belly is so big, but she looks even more beautiful when she’s pregnant. She glows with happiness and pride as she rubs her tummy and snags a Goldfish Cracker from the plate.

“You’re going to steal your daughter’s snacks?” I tease, going over to her and wrapping my arms around her.

“Sadie is a little thief. She ate all the ones I had for a snack earlier.”

I press my face to her neck and kiss the soft skin there, breathing in her scent. Our little red-headed almost-five-year-old is sneaky like her mom.

“I wonder where she gets that from,” I say, nibbling on her earlobe.

“She’s just like you.”

I bite her ear, making Cali giggle as Sadie walks into the kitchen.

“Eww. You guys are kissing again,” she says and moves between us.

I reach down and pick her up, placing a kiss on her cheek. “There. Feel better?”

“Yes. Now it’s time for you both to come to my tea party. Bring the food, Daddy.”

With that, Sadie is out of my arms and headed back to the playroom where she’s setting up our tea.

I put my hands on Cali’s belly and rub her there, feeling our son kicking.

“He’s going to be a feisty one,” I say, raising an eyebrow at her.

“Just like his father.” She gives me a sweet smile and leans into my touch. “I think we need to take a nap today when Sadie does.”

“Oh, really? Is this one of those naps where we don’t sleep? Because I like those naps.”

“Maybe,” Cali says, turning to walk from the kitchen.

I reach out, grabbing her hips and pulling her lush ass back against my growing erection.

“Maybe?” I say, kissing the spot below her ear. She loves it when I kiss her there. I run my tongue along there, and she shivers against me.

“Definitely.” The word is breathy, and I smile against her neck.

“I like this dress. Is it yours?” I ask, running my hands up and down her sides.

Cali not only took over Curved Intimates and made it a success, she expanded the brand into a clothing line, complete with full-figure maternity clothes.

“It is. And you should see the new maternity lingerie I have on underneath. I’m very pleased with the new line.”

“Mommy!” Sadie yells, and we laugh at how demanding she is.

I give Cali one final kiss and go grab the tray of food. “I’m playing tea party for exactly one hour, and then I get you all to myself. Deal?”

“Deal.”

As we walk to the playroom, I can’t help but growl as I stare at Cali’s ass and think about all the teeth marks I’m going to leave on it in just a short while.

Epilogue

Cali

10 years later…

“Please, Flynn, I can’t take anymore,” I beg as Flynn continues to eat at my pussy. He’s been at it for what feels like hours. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve cum. He drinks down every orgasm as he tries to get another.

I look down at him between my thighs, that hungry look still on his face.

“I’m sorry, honey, but you know Ryan is gay, happily married, with three freaking kids.” I don’t know why I’m trying to get through to him. I should just take my pussy-eating punishment and let it be, but I might die if I cum one more time. Is that possible? Probably not, or it would have happened already, seeing as I’ve been his for over ten years.

“No one sees you like this anymore. Only me.” He prowls up my body, and in one thrust is fully seated inside me as if proving his point. My hips rise to meet him, welcoming him home. “This is mine, only mine.” He growls the words as he starts to move. His thrusts are hard but slow. Making me feel every stroke inside my pussy. Him claiming it. Every inch.