Always Be His Baby

I slide my thumb between us, rubbing and swirling at the little nub of her clit. It doesn’t take much attention before her nails dig into my shoulders and she whimpers and hums in sweet succession as she comes in waves around my cock.

The soft pulsing of her own orgasm spurs mine on, causing violent waves of pleasure to burn through my muscles. Tensing and relaxing them all in one simultaneous blow. I come deep, pushing my seed inside her beautiful body. Shelby and I have never used protection, never once even considered it. We’ve always left our family up to fate, and we will always happily welcome another to our growing brood.

As long as I have Shelby, I have everything.

With agonizing slowness and a little regret that we only have time for a quickie tonight, I pull out of her, tucking my dick back in my pants before helping her back into her shirt.

I cover her in sweet kisses, straightening her hair when I'm done so she looks just as perfect as the day I married her.

"Think we'll luck out and they'll all still be asleep? Carb comas from Jane's spaghetti, maybe?"

"I don't think so." She laughs. "Dolly needs cuddles before bed, no way she's asleep."

Dolly. Our youngest at nine months, and our first girl. Shelby wanted to name her after her mother, and I thought it was perfect. In return, I got to name the boys: Shelton and Sawyer. My boys fight like hell, play even harder, and own my heart completely. I didn't think there was room for another kid in my heart, and then Dolores Elizabeth came along. Just like her mother, with big brown, soul-searching eyes and a smile that lit up any room. My girl was different from what my boys had been, I knew it from the first moment I held her.

She was just like her mama, an old soul, without a doubt.

"I love you, baby girl." I pull Shelby close, wrapping her in my arms.

"I love you to the depths of the ocean and back, Daddy." She pecks me on the nose, making me feel love far beyond what I ever thought possible.

Shelby never fails to show me just how much she owns me, her love is like a drug. I’m addicted. No hope of recovery.

Being loved by her is soul-shattering, so deep and true there is no coming back from it.

I’m drowning in her, and will never come up for air.

THE END.