Benjamin is here as well. It took some time, but I laid down the bottom lines for him and if he wanted anything to do with my family, he needed to get his shit straight.
I paid for rehab for him. Twice. And I’ll pay again if he needs it. So long as he’s honest with me, I’ll always be there for him. He’s now taken on the role of general manager on a spin-off of Emee’s therapy business, providing interventions for families struggling with a loved one caught in the cycle of trauma and addiction.
After he cleaned up, he told Emee about his long-time crush on her best friend Anita. Emee played matchmaker and two years later, they made their way down the aisle as well.
As Emee and I shared our lives, finding out more about her childhood and how Benjamin was her protector, I knew he was just lost and a good man was in there somewhere.
Victor is still my best friend. We are bound by loyalty and blood. Blood that was spilled not just on the ice, but when he and I, and some of his family’s Bratva army, took out the entire underworld mob that dared put their hands on my wife.
I don’t keep secrets from her, but we also have adon’t ask, don’t tellrule when it comes to things she doesn’t need to know but need to be done.
My firecracker spins in the red and pink polka dot dress I bought her last week, her eyes catching mine, and gives me a wink.
My dick responds with a painful jerk as her face glows. She looks so happy, and knowing I had something to do with that is the biggest win of my life.
She’s walking sin, even in that cute wrap dress. Her tits are epic, and the way her hips have filled out with pregnancy only turns up the heat in my furnace.
My cock thickens as she does this little slow spin in the kitchen. No one else notices, but I know it’s for me.
Everything about her makes me hard, it seems. She’s in my every thought and every dream.
Every decision I make, I put her and our baby first.
That’s why, today, I’m going to tell her and announce to the team that this will be my last season.
I nod, telling her I want her next to me, and she doesn’t hesitate for a second. She smiles and touches our guests as she passes, handing out that magic energy as she wiggles her ass until she’s standing in front of me.
“You beckoned, my King?”
“Baby, I’ll never get tired of you calling me that.” My heart beats faster as she trails a fingertip down the scar on the side of my face.
She keeps me sane, and always pushes me to be a better man. My obsession with my wife has not diminished in the seven years we’ve been together. Instead, it’s grown into a writhing, snapping, tortured beast inside of me that only she can tame.
“Everyone is enjoying the party. Thank you for the dress, I love it.” She skitters her fingertips down the center of her chest with that sparkly lust in her eyes, as I reach up and pull her into my lap.
“I am, too. I especially enjoyed how you started it out with me this morning.”
Her cheeks blush. She’s the most fascinating creature. She can curse up a string as I defile her, taking her in any hole as many times as I want, creating filthy new things and scenarios for us to act out, but she still blushes like a sweet virgin.
“I have the magic touch, as you…and my other clients say,” she says as I run a hand down the wild curls of her hair, leaning in for a cleansing breath of that snappy cherry scent of hers.
“You know I still hate that other men touch you.”
Sympathy and love fill her eyes. “Well, I don’t take many clients these days, but I appreciate you putting my needs in front of yours sometimes.”
“Always, baby.”
She reaches over and grabs my iced tea from the table next to me, taking a drink as the warmth of her ass has my cock starting to bang the drum to be inside her. But I want to share my news with her before I tell my team and coach.
“I want to tell you something,” I whisper in her ear, twining my fingers into her hair on the side of her head, holding her against my mouth. “Next year will be my last. I’m going to retire.”
Her body stiffens, a sharp breath filling her chest, but I also feel the relief flow through her.
She’s been concerned about my body and my brain for a few years. I’ve taken hard hits, handed them out as well, but the aches and pains take longer and longer to heal with each passing year. I don’t want to be some broken down has been when I retire to spend every waking hour with her and Catrina.
“Really?” She tries to keep the excitement in her face controlled, but I know this is what she wants. “I want to tell you something, too.”
A groan rattles in my throat as she slips her hands around my neck, her tits coming close to my mouth. I bare my teeth,thinking of getting those pink nipples down my throat. “Tell me. You know I want it all, baby.”
