Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
I grab her hand and walk with her to her bedroom. As soon as I get the door closed, I start removing her clothes and don’t stop until all of her curvy body is naked in front of me. I undress quickly and lay her back on the bed.
I take my time, cherishing every inch of her and when I finally line my hard cock up at her core, I enter her slowly, not taking my eyes off hers. The image of her underneath me with lust in her eyes has me thinking of our future. I can easily picture her on our wedding day dressed all in white, or her rounded with our baby. That image alone has my thrusts deepening and I groan uncontrollably.
I don’t stop until I’ve satisfied her and with every orgasm I give her, I tell her how much I love her.
Afterwards, she drifts off to sleep and I hold her in my arms, counting my blessings.
When I wake up, I kiss her, get out of bed and go to the kitchen to make some pancakes and bacon.
When Candy strolls in with her hair in a bun, leggings covering her legs and my T-shirt on, I almost set her up on the counter and have her for breakfast.
“Morning, baby,” I tell her before touching my lips to hers.
Her face lights up, making me realize I need to call her baby more often. “Morning.”
“Is that pancakes?” Mason is wiping his eyes in the doorway of the kitchen.
I kiss her one more time and then turn to my son. “It sure is, buddy. Have a seat.”
He climbs into the chair next to Candy and smiles real big at her. “I like your house, Candy. Do you think I can sleep over again sometime? Maybe we can play some more games.”
I put the pancakes onto a serving plate and turn back to the table. As I set them down between the two people I love most in this world, I can’t help but smile when I see Candy’s chin quiver with emotion.
She takes a deep breath and huskily tells him, “I would love that, Mason.”
I sit down at the table with them and in between belly laughing at Mason, and stolen kisses with Candy, I enjoy my breakfast while planning out the future in my head.
Epilogue
Candy
Ten Years Later
I never dreamed this could be my life. Cane covers my hand that is resting on his thigh. He has our youngest, one-year-old Cane Jr. – or CJ as we call him—lying on his shoulder sleeping through all of the noise.
Mason, who is fifteen now and just got his learners’ permit, sits on the other side of me. I turn to look at him and he’s watching his younger sister, five-year-old Brandy, standing on the stage singing at the top of her lungs in the school’s Christmas concert. The pride he has for her shines on his face. I was worried in the beginning how we could make this work. But it was never an issue. Mason accepted me since day one. I know it doesn’t always happen like that, so I’m blessed to have a stepson like him. I won’t say it was always easy, but I can tell you that Mason and I love each other. I may not be his mom, but I love him as if I am.
Cane squeezes my hand and I look over at him. He leans over and whispers in my ear, “She’s beautiful, just like her momma.”
A heated blush fills my face. This man still does it for me. We’ve been married almost ten years now, having gotten married the summer after we met.
He loves me every day. And every Christmas he tries to make better than the last. He spoils me. Oh, how I wish my granny could have met him. She would’ve loved him.
I follow Cane out of the gym with our kids surrounding us and I can’t help but notice the other women looking at him. In the beginning, I would feel insecure and jealous when that happened. But after years of Cane telling and showing me how much he loves me, I don’t even question it now. It also helps that he doesn’t even notice other women, no matter how obvious they are. The only thing he has eyes for is me and our family.
Cane
Pulling into the house at the tree farm, I carry in CJ and get him ready for bed. Candy fixes Brandy and Mason a snack while Brandy bends their ear with stories of her concert. When the house finally quiets down and I have my wife in bed, I reach under the covers and pull out her present.
“Cane, Christmas is a few days away,” she admonishes me. But I always give her her gifts early.
She’s lying on her side and I set it on the bed between us. “I know, but I wanted you to have this. And I wanted to give it to you when it was just the two of us.”