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I try for one more defense. “The kids and my mother are just down the hall,” I protest weakly, knowing full well that when the closet door is closed, it’s hard to hear anything happening inside it.
“Why do you think I soundproofed this room?”
He nips at my clit through the fabric of my panties, and my hips buck into his face on instinct. Now he’s done it. I want him, and I want him now.
Ethan straightens up and stands before spinning me around and pressing my shoulders down so that I’m forced to bend over. I eagerly to stop him as he rips my panties down my legs and presses the head of his cock to my entrance.
“Want you, Daddy,” I whine to the room, gasping as he starts to thrust inside me.
“I can tell, little girl,” he groans as I clench down on him. “So wet and ready for my cock.”
The quick moments like this that we steal together always got hot and fast. In minutes, he has me shaking beneath him as he moves his hips just right, hitting every single spot inside me that pushes me higher and higher. We’ve had years of practice to getto know each other’s bodies, and he knows exactly how to make me scream. And while I hold back the loudest of my cries as he pinches my clit and sends me over the edge into an abyss of pleasure, he knows exactly how good he’s made me feel, because it’s only then that he lets himself spill inside me, filling me to the brim with his seed.
“I love you,” he whispers into my ear before he pulls out carefully, making sure not even single a drop of his come can escape me. “And now everyone at this damn event will know you’re mine.”
I straighten up and turn to face him, wiggling my left hand’s ring finger in front of him. “What, is this ring you gave me not enough?” I tease as he helps me pull my dress back down where it belongs.
“You can never be too thorough,” he frowns at me, looking almost boyish as he tries his best to pout at me.
I can’t help smiling at him as he tries to act cute. It’s something I never would have expected of him when we first met six years ago, and yet I love him all the more for letting me see his weird moments next to his perfect ones.
Six years later and I still can’t get enough of my husband.
I probably never will.
~The End
