A Baby for the Boss

Her head falls back and lands on my shoulder, her mouth open in a silent moan, expression blanketed in need. “Anything for him.”

I wind her hair around my first, tilting her head to the side until we’re making eye contact. Love rocks me head to toe and I press deep, grunting and working my way inside that snug back channel. Oh God, oh God, my wife is so good to me, it should be illegal. “I fucking love you, Missy.”

Emotion ripples over her features. “I love you, too, Turk,” she breathes, a sheen in her beautiful eyes.

My first pump makes her whine, her palms slapping against the glass for purchase. “With everything I am,” she gasps. “Forever.”

I capture her mouth, plundering her sweetness with a lick. “For. Ever.”

THE END