Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
I slam my mouth onto hers, stealing her cries and drinking them down as I kiss my wife with longing that’s uncontrollable. Our bodies rock because I’m not done. My dick isn’t going down for shit. I pull out of her tight cunt and flip her onto her front. “Lift up. I’m going to fuck you from behind.”
She pumps her ass out on all fours as I slide right back into her. I watch as my come blends with hers as I continue fucking her tight pussy. Fuck, that’s a sight. She throws her head back, and I grip her throat. “You like that, don’t you?”
“Yes, Milo, take me. I’m yours.”
“That you are. And you always will be. Take my cock deep. That’s it. Feel it. You’re going to come for me again. Then I’m going to carry you into the shower where you’re going to suck my dick. How does that sound, wife?”
“I want it. I need your cock so deep. Then I’m going to suck it clean. Come inside me again.” Her walls grip me like a vice, dragging another painfully amazing orgasm right out of me. She falls onto her belly, but I cradle our baby and roll us onto our sides.
“Damn. Where did that come from, my siren?”
“Seeing your wedding band turns me on. I love knowing you’re mine. It’s so fucking sexy. I want to go again.” She lets me fall out of her warmth and quickly nudges me onto my back where she slides down and slips the head of my cock into her mouth then licks me from base to tip. “So good.”
“Suck it, baby. Clean me up.” I grab her hair and grip it roughly so I can watch my cock disappear behind those fuckable lips. Almost on the brink of coming, I pull her mouth away and lift her onto me. “Ride me. I want to watch your tits bounce as you fuck yourself on me.”
It’s not long until we’re coming again.
Epilogue
Roxanne
Many years later
I rub my belly and stare at our three boys and six-year-old little princess as they play with the dog. Our oldest demanded Bruiser for his fifth birthday, saying someone had to help him protect his sister. Now ten, Milo has taken his role as big brother very seriously. Our sweet Elsa plays with her dolls, hoping to marry a prince. “You’re too young to get married, Els,” he informs her as always.
“One day I will.” She sticks her tongue out at him.
“Kids, be good. Grandma and Grandpa are not going to babysit you anymore if you act up.” My parents are coming by our home to watch the kids. After another brutal winter, my parents decided sun and sand is the life, so they moved outside of Vegas just down the road from us. They go to Steeleville every few months to see my brother and his family. They just came back and can’t wait to see our babies.
“Mommy married a prince.”
“I did, and he whisked me away to his shiny castle and kept me ever since.”
“That I did,” he growls in my ear, sliding his hands around my growing belly. “And I’ll keep you forever.” I kiss her neck.
“I want my prince to kiss me too.”
“How about the king gives his princess a kiss?” Emiliano asks her. He bends down and scoops her up, planting a big kiss on her cheek.
“Poof, you’re a frog,” she commands, bringing out her fairy wand.
“That’s not how it works,” Milo adds.
“Ribbit, ribbit.” We turn to Daddy, and he’s on all fours sticking out his tongue. Immediately, I think of squatting down right on his face. My cheeks pinken.
“Mommy, the evil princess turned Daddy to a frog.”
“Oh no! I believe I shall have to kiss him.” I bend and kiss the frog’s cheek, but that doesn’t satisfy him so he stands and cups my face, kissing me hard.
“Ah, back to normal. Thank you, my lovely princess. I believe it’s time to whisk you away to our gilded palace.” The gate notification beeps in his pocket.
“It’s Grandma and Grandpa,” Antonio shouts, running to the door to let them in. They leave us alone in the kitchen. Even the dog scurries off to see my parents.
“Are you ready to go?” I ask him.
“I’ll follow my siren anywhere.”
THE END