Page 17 of Loving February


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My life really has been amazing. We found more sisters and our father. My moms are still a bit pissy, but they got over it for the most part.

I just got the all-clear from my doctor during my lunch break appointment so I’m surprising Connall at the office. I’m not officially back at work, but my job really can be done from anywhere at any time, so I’ve been working from home through my maternity leave. He’s on a call when I enter his office. He looks up from his computer and smiles at me.

He’s speaking Japanese, so I know he’ll be awhile, but I’m a greedy girl, and I can’t wait. I move toward his desk, dropping to my knees and crawling under it. His words falter a bit as I open his pants and pull his cock out, but he recovers just before I put him in my mouth. He says something that I definitely don’t understand, then hangs up the phone.

“Babe?”

“I’ve missed you,” I say, standing up and sitting down on his desk in front of him. I spread my legs wide.

“You’re not wearing any panties, wife.”

“Oops. I knew I forgot something.”

“Bad girl,” he says, kissing my inner thighs.

“Very bad,” I say, nodding. “I should be punished.”

“Hmmm,” he murmurs before running his tongue up my slit. I moan, throwing my head back.

He jumps up, letting his pants fall. He drives into me. It’s been six long weeks, but it feels so good.

“Connall,” I cry out.

“So tight. So wet. You really did miss my cock didn’t you?”

“You know I did, baby,” I cry out, already so close.

“Come for me, Feb. Then I’ll take you home and fuck you in our bed.”

“Yessss,” I cry out as my release floods him. My pussy clenches as he fills me.

He drops down on top of me, peppering kisses all over me.

“I love you, February.”

“I love you too,” I say, kissing him again.

All those times I imagined this life with him and the damn if the real thing isn’t better.

EPILOGUE

CONNALL

FIVE YEARS LATER

Six years and five kids later, I’m more in love with my wife than I was before. How could I not be? She’s everything I ever wanted and more. Every day, I learn something new about her and I can’t get enough of her.

“That’s it, babe. Give me that cream,” I groan as I fuck my beautiful wife. I will never, ever get tired of this. I could be five minutes from death, and I’ll need one more hit from her sweet cunt.

“Conall, harder. Please. Give me more,” she demands. Her legs are wrapped around my waist, and her nails are digging into my shirt; I’m surprised she hasn’t ripped it. I fuck her harder and harder. Doesn’t she know that I’ll do anything for her? Including a quick fuck in the backseat of a car? Anything. Anytime. Anywhere.

“Come for me,” I shout, rubbing her clit to bring her off faster.

“Con!” she screams, and I eat her scream with a kiss. She’s so fucking loud. Normally, I love that, but not right now. Her pussy tightens around my cock, as her orgasm peaks. I feel her juices flowing all over my bare cock. I love that fucking feeling.

“Fuck,” I shout, forgetting the need to be quiet and fill her with my seed.

“We’re late,” she says, scrambling to her feet after I pull out of her. I tuck myself back into my pants and zip them up.

“I know, babe.”

My brother, Brendan, is finally getting married today, and we needed to be at the church ten minutes ago. My mothers-in-law has the kids today, keeping them overnight. We’re staying at a hotel tonight so I can fuck her without any interruptions, and I can’t wait.

“Hurry,” she says, pulling her panties back up. We climb out of the limo and run into the church. Thankfully, it hasn’t started yet. We slide into our seats on the groom's side.

Loving February is by far the best part of my life. I thank God every day she came into my office for that interview. I thank God that she’s mine.


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