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“Do it right,” I threaten, as Roman giggles in my arms.
The priest nods and begins again.
Her dress is like the one she wore the day I fucked her right here in this very room. The day I married her and claimed my reward. I was patient then, but I am no longer a patient man. Tonight, when our children are tucked into their beds and their bellies are full, I will take what is owed to me and breed her once again.
My angel looks up from our son after both blessings have been bestowed. She smiles at me. She is my entire world. My body and heart belong in the palm of her hand.
Epilogue
Ten Years Later…
Anya
I’m giddy with excitement. Today’s our ten – year anniversary. I feel like a little kid on Christmas morning. I’ve been working on this surprise for weeks. It’s hard to keep secrets from Sasha. He watches and tracks everything, so I’ve had to be sneaky. I’m sure he suspects something, but as far as I know, he hasn’t found anything out.
I have a whole day planned while the kids are in school today. Sasha dropped them off a little while ago and now he’s in his office wrapping some things up. We have a good seven hours all to ourselves. The surprise is planned for this morning, then the rest of the day will be spent in bed.
When the kids come home from tutoring we’ll celebrate with them, too. They requested dinner sometime in the pool, and we agreed. Sasha is always the one to make our plans, and he does it every year. But this year, with a little pouting, I was able to be the one in charge.
I dig to the back of my closet and find a skirt I’d been saving. It’s bright pink and pleated, and I skip the panties. I grab the little tee I had made online that is one size too small and pull it over my head, not bothering with a bra. It’s white and reads Wifey for Lifey across the chest. I slip on knee socks before sliding into some plain white sneakers. It might take some work to get out the door with him with me dressed like this, but he’ll let me have my way. Eventually.
Walking back into the bathroom I give myself one last look, fluffing my hair. I put on some cherry lip gloss and decide that’s all I need before making my way downstairs.
I burst into Sasha office, and he turns in his chair, knowing immediately what I’m going to do. I jump into his lap, rubbing my ass against his cock. His hand goes to my ass, feeling my bare cheek, and he squeezes it.
Before I can do anything, he’s got his mouth on mine, his tongue pushing past my lips, taking me in a deep kiss. That’s when I know I nailed the outfit. I don’t get to dress like this much anymore, so when I can, I go all out. I try to tone it down in front of our three little boys. But when the kids are away, Sasha is my daddy.
He dips his hand under my skirt and cups my sex. His middle finger slips past my lips and he smiles at me.
“Angel. You’re not leaving the house in this,” he says disapprovingly. I lean back, looking into his dark eyes. Time has been good to him. I think he’s even more handsome than the day I first saw him. I love the small amount of gray coming in at his temples, and that over the years of being together, small laugh lines have formed on his face.
“You don’t like my shirt?” I moan, leaning back to give him a better view of it. His other hand comes up and traces around my nipples, which are visibly poking out against the fabric. They’re hard and tight, and I see him lick his lips as his middle finger slowly moves in and out of me.
“Da.”
He leans forward, taking one in his mouth through the material of the shirt, sucking and biting it. I wiggle my ass on his hard cock, and I hear the sound of my sex wetting as his finger continues to move inside me.
“You must change, angel.”
I shake my head. It’s not happening.
He lets out a grunt. “Then I hope the plans you have made for us involve us remaining home.”
“Wrong again.” I smile, and his hand stills.
He lifts me so I’m straddling his lap, and spreads my thighs wide. He pushes two fingers inside me, and I moan, riding them.
“Cum on my fingers so I can lick it off,” he says.
He curls them inside me, rubbing the spot I love so much. With only a few expert strokes, he gets me off. I cum, but it’s not enough. It was too fast, and my nipples are still aching.
