Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Now, years later, here we were with a little girl and another baby on the way.
We were very blessed. I knew that. With a happy, healthy toddler, and a little boy on the way, Bailey and I were creating our own future, one in which life had purpose.
I took a break from building the swing set we’d picked up just this morning. It was for Violet, although she wouldn’t be able to play on it by herself for some time. But I wanted a little playground for my kids, with swings and slides, sandboxes and even a fort.
Bailey sat on the bench I’d made for her last year before Bailey was born. It was right under a big redwood, the shade covering it perfectly on warm summer days. Violet sat on her lap, a picture book in front of them as the woman I loved read to our daughter.
Focusing back on the swing set, I brought my hammer down on the nail, securing the last piece of the frame. I worked until the sun started to set and Bailey called me in for dinner. I wiped the sweat from my forehead and stared at our property. I’d started more additions to the cabin, a few more rooms. One was an office for Bailey to work from home, to manage the pharmacy paperwork when she wasn’t on leave. Two of the rooms were for if we had more children, and the last was a big sunroom. I wanted my family to be able to use it during the winter months when the sun and warmth peeked through the trees.
Bailey held Violet as she stood on the porch. Bear was by her feet, the big fluff ball even more grumpy. He’d outlasted his life expectancy, much to the vet’s surprise. But he was a stubborn old man, and I hadn’t been that shocked. He did things on his own time.
I stared at my girls and felt how fierce my love for them was.
I headed inside, and despite how sweaty I was, she leaned against me and sighed in contentment.
We ate dinner, gave Violet her bubble bath, and put her to bed. Once I was cleaned up, Bailey and I sat on the couch in front of the fireplace. The sound of the flames licking over the logs, the scent of oak filling the living room, and the warmth coming from my woman instantly had my desire rising. I could never get enough of her.
I was rock-hard in a matter of seconds.
I shifted on the couch, and she looked up at me. I didn’t have to say a damn word for her to know what I wanted or for me to see the arousal building in her eyes. She was only four-months pregnant with our son, her belly just starting to pop out. I was possessive of her, territorial of everything that she was. And seeing her gain weight, get nice and curvy, thick because she was pregnant, made me want her even more.
“Baby, I’m rock-fucking-hard for you,” I murmured as I looked at her lips. She started breathing harder, and before I knew it, Bailey was climbing on top of me and straddling my waist. I groaned at how good that felt.
I reached between us and started undoing my button and pulling the zipper down, so I could free my cock. She worked her pants and panties off, and when she rubbed that already juicy pussy on my shaft, I could have come right then and there.
“Take all of these hard inches for me, Bailey baby,” I groaned when she reached down and took hold of my dick, placed the tip at her entrance, then sank down. I leaned in and kissed her for long seconds. “Fuck,” I hissed harshly. I knew I’d come within five minutes of being deep in her cunt. “You like my big cock in your tight little pussy, baby?”
She nodded. “You know I love feeling you in me, stretching me.”
I moaned low and gripped her ass, spreading the cheeks wide and started to lift her up and sink her back down on my length. My balls drew up tight, and I told myself to keep my control in check.
“Yes,” she moaned and tossed her head back, her dark hair long enough I felt it brush against my knuckles as I held her ass.
I lifted my hips and plunged my cock into her at the same time she sank down. She arched her back and opened her mouth on a silent cry. I felt her pussy stretch around me as she made a deep noise in the back of her throat.
“Fuck.” I pulled almost all the way out, and when the tip was at her entrance, I shoved back in hard. She opened her mouth, and her eyes widened right before she moaned long and low. Her pussy was so tight, so wet and hot.