Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 13096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 65(@200wpm)___ 52(@250wpm)___ 44(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 65(@200wpm)___ 52(@250wpm)___ 44(@300wpm)
"What's up, Lyon?" Kyle, who seems to have grown up a lot in the last year or so, asked, and Travis looked like he was ready for whatever. Colt explained what he wanted to do, and then we had another round of discussions.
It took us half an hour to come up with a plan that would work and just in time, too, because Law came out the door and gave us one of his looks. "What are you lot doing now?"
"Nothing, just shooting the breeze while we wait for Mancini's call."
He didn't look like he believed me, and since I wasn't in the mood to go another round with him, I made my excuses and jetted. "I'ma go check on my woman." His eyes followed me all the way back to the house. Suspicious fuck!
Mallory
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"Travis pullout!"
"No fucking dice." I rocked my cock into her harder and grinned at the fury on her little face. All these years later, her pussy's still tight as fuck. "I think it's time we give the kids a sib."
She tried pushing me off her with her hands on my chest and out of her snatch with her tight pussy muscles. A hand wrapped tight around her throat soon put a stop to that shit. I leaned in close and licked her lips before drawing her tongue out with mine.
She wrapped her legs around my hips and pushed her pussy harder along my cock, no longer interested in me pulling out. I knew that would do it, little freak. I fucked her like it was the first time, hard and deep with a finger-tickling her puckered ass hole as my cock drilled into her and my tongue playing hide and go seek in her mouth.
Our youngest just turned five, three boys and one little princess who's all her mother, and I'm already missing the sound of little feet running around the house. "Give me another child." Her pussy tightened up and juiced at my growled words, and I knew I had her.
I removed the hand from around her neck and wrapped both arms around her, pulling her in closer against my chest as my cock deep stroked her sloppy wet pussy until I nutted. "That should do it!" She finally remembered her snit and slapped at my back, making me grin.
"Behave, I need to drip off inside you, get the job done." I love fucking with her. I don't get the chance as much as I used to with her damn kids always in the way, thank fuck for grandparents. They nab them every other weekend, and now that school's out, I'd be lucky if I see them before school starts back. I'm not complaining. It gives me some sweet time with my wife.
I was good to my word and waited until I'd given her the last drop before rolling off of her to drag her into my side. I could feel my heart knocking against my ribcage even as I listened to her harsh breath sawing in and out with mine.
I'm still not quite sure how she does this shit to me. Four kids later, two of them already teenagers, and she still has me wrapped up tight. Before her, I would never have imagined I could be this domesticated. That I'd learn to be satisfied with just one snatch for the rest of my life. Now I can't even remember what anything I fucked before her felt like.
Dad likes to tease that she'd tamed me, but I don't see it. Sure I spend more time with her and our kids, but I still get shit done when it's needed. Like this little run, I'm about to make for my boy Colt. Since he got tangled up with my cousin, he's always got some heavy shit going.
It's weird how life is, how my cousin, who lives on the other side of the country, found his way into the life of one of the only men I respect other than my dad. Then again, it was my dad who got them together. Now from the looks of it, I'm about to get sucked in.
"I gotta go do a thing." She put her head on my chest and made circles with her fingertip. She didn't ask any questions; she'd learned a long time ago that she didn't want to know.
At least she trusts me enough to know that I'm on the right side of shit, and for her, that's enough. Not too many people in these parts who don't know my family and what the fuck we're up to.
Since dad passed off most of the business to me, I've done my bit to take things down the right path, but every once in a while there's some asshole that needs to stop breathing.
I usually give them more rope to hang themselves these days. Shit that used to set me off before don't really phase me these days, but every once in a while, an asshole that should never have been, comes into my backyard, and I do what I gotta do.