Rain (Gimme 3)

“I know.” She moans, pausing before adding in a stammer, “She’s been hinting at it since we found out about the baby.”

My hands skim the side of the skirt and unzip the material. “We don’t need anyone to get us anything. I can get us whatever we need.” She tugs my white tee off over my head.

“It’s not the point, Owen. It’s a rite of passage, mister.” She jabs me with her pretty painted finger into my chest. “You can’t spoil this for her.”

Grabbing her hand I slip her finger in my mouth, sucking on it and watching her squirm. This is going to be quick. I crave her all the time and find any second alone to touch her. “What about your family?”

“Most of my family lives here so they’ll all show up. It’s my mom that’s iffy. She’s not going to fly up here and fly back down to make the shower especially now that she finally met someone.” Her parents split up when she was little, and she hasn’t seen her father in a decade, but her mother seemed nice and caring the one time I met her.

I freeze and stare at my wife. “Why wouldn’t she? We’d be paying for the flight.”

“I don’t know. I suppose I can ask.” She shrugs then lowers her head to kiss my chest. Growling, she knows that any time her lips are anywhere other than my mouth, I get out of control. The thought of her lips around my cock hits me every time. It’s like an instant trigger.

“No, I’m not even supposed to mention it to you, but I was hoping you’d convince my mother we didn’t need it.”

“Hahaha. That’s what this is about. You don’t want to be in a room full of women babbling about baby things,” she laughs, dropping to her knees. Fuck, I don’t stop her when her tongue slides around my tip. I shouldn’t have her down like this, but I love it too much to be a gentleman.

“Nope…Damn, Casey. You’ve got me close. Let go.” I help her to her feet.

“Well, you don’t have to come. You can hang with the guys.” That doesn’t work with our current position. The thought of other guys on her lips, while we’re half-naked, turns me into a beast.

“Baby, don’t go talking about other men when my cock was just on your lips.”

“Sorry, they’re family though.” I’ve gotten closer to her cousin, and we hang out with some of her family on the weekends, but I still save most of my time for her. It helps that she’s my new assistant. I actually didn’t have a personal assistant. There was just the office admin who pretty much handled everything with the determination of a mean little organized genius.

“No, I’m not leaving your side. This is important to you,” I promise, bending down and kissing her belly. Damn, in over a few months my son is going to be here. It feels so surreal.

“Whatever. This is just a baby shower,” she moans as my hands travel up and down her thighs and tug down her skirt, helping her step out of it.

She’s not wearing panties because I stole them this morning when I ate her out. My fingers slide across her sticky lips. “Our baby shower, wife.”

“Our baby, husband,” she sighs, dropping her head back as my tongue slips into her honey. Fuck, she’s sweeter and sweeter every month that goes by. I have her on my tongue daily, and it’s never enough. I lean her back onto the desk and thrust my fingers into her, stretching her because I’m going to fuck her pretty slit right now.

Standing up, I shove my pants down and thrust into my wife. The desk shakes as I fuck her. “Mine,” I moan against her lips. She’s everything to me, and I can’t hang on any longer. “I love you, Casey. Come with me.”

“I love you, Owen. Give it to me,” she cries out coming with me. I lean my head on her shoulder, trying to catch my breath. I pull back and help her off my desk and over to the private bathroom.

“I’m so glad you upgraded your office with soundproofing materials,” she giggles while washing up and getting dressed.

“Yeah, me too. I don’t care that they know I’m fucking you until we’re both spent, but I don’t want them to hear you,” I add with a wink. I could kill a motherfucker if I knew they saw my wife come undone. I’m crazy as fuck about her, but she tolerates me.

“So what were you and Bree talking about when I came in?” They hushed up when I walked, and it just made me suspicious. I have a feeling Bree finally has a boyfriend or something because she’s always distracted.

“Girl stuff, nosey rosy,” Casey says, cocking her brow at me.