Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 21101 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21101 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
“Backs turned,” I bark at the locker room. There are a couple of muttered agreements in response. The men know the drill. It’s an unconventional ritual, but when I get my wife’s pussy before the game, I always ensure we win. So they sure as hell don’t mind.
As soon as I’ve made sure no one is watching, I back Lola into the small alcove of my locker and take her mouth in a hungry kiss. She returns it eagerly, pressing her little breasts to my belly and rubbing them side to side, letting me feel the tight pegs of her nipples. I drop my hands to those sexy tits and mold them in my hands, loving the way she moans into my mouth in response.
“Yes, Aiden…” Her throaty purr of my name always wrecks me—and this time is no exception. As soon as Lola reaches into my sweatpants and begins to jerk me off, I spurt precome into her palm. “Is that for me, Daddy?” she whispers.
And I snap.
In one swift movement, I lift Lola off the ground, growling at her to wrap her thighs around my waist. With an upward punch of my hips, I’m seated inside of her tight cunt, groaning like an animal as it ripples around me. Behind me in the locker room, conversations continue in low tones, doors open and close, music plays in the distance—and I fuck my wife in the middle of it all, her cries absorbed by my shoulder, her feet dangling behind me.
“I’m getting you pregnant again,” I rasp against her ear, slamming into her over and over. “Right here, right now.”
“Do it, Aiden,” she breathes, her pussy flexing around my cock. “Yes.”
The sound of her back hitting the metal locker is loud and the tempo increases until one slam bleeds into the next. Her thighs clench around my waist and she throws her head back, the telltale sign that she’s on the edge of orgasm, bringing on my own climax. Ohhh fuck yes, she’s such a tight, wet little thing, rubbing that cunt all over Daddy.
I drop my face into the curve of her neck, grind my dick deep and roar as the seed shoots out of me, pouring into my wife, where it belongs. Yes. YES.
“Aiden, so good, so good,” she moans, her voice filling the locker room, letting everyone know her husband made her cream.
I squeeze her butt cheeks in my hands, impaling her as far down as I can on my cock, making sure she receives the final drops of my offering. And finally she turns pliant in my arms, depleted of strength. Meanwhile, she’s replenished mine. After fucking my wife, I could fight any battle. Ten of them. But now I can also keep my temper in check while doing it.
“You’re my miracle. My cure,” I growl against her lips. “What would I do without you?”
Her eyes shine up at me. “Let’s never find out.”
I coax her lips into a slow kiss that makes my heart flip over. “I love you, baby.”
“I love you, too, Aiden,” she whispers fervently. “Forever.”
THE END