Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
“Mi amor, go on.” I rub my hand on the small of her back.
“I’m the product of a one-night-stand.”
“Oh, we thought you were here because of your parents,” Fiero Jr. says to me.
“What do you know about my parents’ death?” I’m inches from his face now, tension radiating from my bones. This time, Candy tries to hold me back from him.
He holds his hands up and takes a step back slowly. “Nothing but rumors that my father had something to do with it. Honestly, I haven’t had anything to do with him in years. I’ve told my mother to get away, but she’s been too afraid to leave. Maybe this will do the trick. Tomorrow may be the blessing we’ve been waiting for. By the way, you’re not the only stray progeny out there. We have two brothers.”
“Really?” Candy asks.
“Both of them are CPD.” We laugh at the irony. “That’s how he got busted in the first place.”
“That’s good to know.”
“I’m sorry if he did have a hand in your parents’ deaths,” Mrs. Carlino says.
“Thank you.”
We parted ways with a promise to meet Candy’s other brothers, although I didn’t want to deal with them if they were all above board. That shit would end with me in prison one day. Fuck if I’d let anyone take me from my sweetness. I’ll just have to make sure she forgets all about them.
My thoughts of yesterday are all forgotten as the judge begins to read the verdict. “The jury finds the defendant guilty on all counts. The sentencing phase will begin tomorrow at nine am.” The courtroom is emptied as they cheer that he’s found guilty. Looking over at my wife, she doesn’t appear as happy.
“What’s wrong, mi amor?”
“It’s just sad how everything turned out. How can we explain to our son that his grandfather is in prison and killed his other grandparents?”
“We don’t. At least not until our son is older. Remember, this is our life now, mi dulce. You’re still so damn sweet—sometimes.”
“I’m ready to go home and snuggle with our son.”
“Good. How is this little one doing?” I’ve been worried about the trial stressing her out since we just learned of her pregnancy last week.
“Fine. Tiny. I’m hungry now that you mention it.”
“Let’s check on our son, eat some food and celebrate between your thighs.” I drag her to me, bending down to taste her lips. My guards stand around us, ensuring her safety.
“Sounds like something I’d really enjoy,” she moans, gripping my lapels. Pulling her lips off mine, she pants, “Maybe we can start a celebration in the back first.”
“That’s an excellent idea.” I lead my wife out of the courthouse, ignoring the cameras that my security directs out of our faces and thankfully away from my cock, which is stretching out my slacks. I slide her inside the bench and jump in behind her while my driver takes the front. He knows what to do and raises the partition I’ve added to my vehicles to give us some privacy.
“Strip and ride me, dulce. We have half an hour until we’re home,” I tell her as I undo my belt and free my cock from my pants. My greedy shaft sticks straight up with cum beading at the tip, waiting for her heat to engulf it.
“Not yet; I want to suck on your fat cock first,” she says before licking her lips.
I shake my head and growl, “Baby, if you wrap that hot mouth around it, I’ll nut quickly.” As much as I’d like her to blow me right here, I want to be inside her tight pussy, and she really wants that too.
“Fine,” she huffs prettily. I bring her lips to mine for a soft kiss.
“Later, I will stuff your throat. I promise.” She smiles and then lifts her dress up her body, tossing it to the side before sliding her panties down. Fuck, her thighs are taut, and I want them wrapped around my face, but we’re limited for time. Stroking my cock with insatiable need, I help her straddle my legs. With a smirk, Candy hops onto my length, taking every inch of me. A groan escapes my throat as I feel every bit of her warmth surrounding my length.
“Is this what you need?”
“Yes, oh, yes.” A bump pushes me even deeper into her gut. “Fuck, you’re so big.”
“You get me that way, wife. Now ride my dick like the good little slut you are.” Her pussy clenches around my shaft, flexing and releasing with every bounce. I’m so damn close, so I lift her dress over her head, leaving it on the seat while I tug down her bra. I need those fat, milk-filled tits in my mouth, feeding me.
“I’m thirsty, dulce. I need your sweet cream.”
“Take it, take it.” She grabs her breasts and pushes them in my face, needing relief. As soon as my mouth wraps around her turgid nipple and I suck, she creams around my cock, screaming out her orgasm. Pumping my hips upward, I shoot my load into her tight pussy, while growling and sucking on her milky tits.