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She’s my queen, I just need her to see that.
I move up so I’m hovering above her and place a kiss to the scar on her right shoulder. “I love this scar as I know you got it defending Andrea. You’re beautiful,angelo,nothing will ever change that.” Leaning down, I take her lips as she lets out a soft moan.
“Tell me Dr. Won said you’re in the clear.”
She nods. “He did.”
Pressing up onto my knees, I pull at her panties until she’s exposed to me.
I make quick work of losing my boxers as I cover her with my weight. Her legs fall open, and she bares her beautiful pussy to me.
I take my rock-hard cock and rub it through her slit.
“Stop teasing me, Al,” she whines as she wriggles and thrusts her hips up toward me.
“As you wish, my queen.” I lean in and take her lips as I feed my cock into her tight pussy.
Six weeks without being buried inside her.
Her warmth engulfs me as I stretch her open, her legs wrap around me, and she lifts her hips to meet my thrusts in tandem. She’s not afraid to take what she wants, to chase her own pleasure. That’s all I care about, giving her pleasure. I slip my hands under her ass and palm and squeeze her cheeks as I pull her onto my cock. Weeping pre-come, I thrust into her until she’s whining and letting out soft little moans below me. I lean up and place my thumb on her clit, teasing her with small circles. She tenses up before she climaxes, giving me time to take her mouth and silence her cries. Her pussy spasms around me as she pulls my orgasm from me, milking my cock the way only her tight heat can.
I lean down and nip at her bottom lip and then her shoulder.
“I can’t believe we just did that,” she whispers. “Al, I’m not due to get my shot until next week.” She looks up at me, and licks her lips.
“We’ll get you a Plan B in the morning,angelo.Unless you want another one.” I smirk at her.
Hell, I’d love to have her round with my child again, but I know it’s not what she wants. I also know that we need to let her body heal from the surgery.
“You’re hilarious,” she huffs. “I’ll text Mel to grab me one and leave it in the apartment. Anyway, I think you have enough children.”
Ouch!
That hurt, even knowing she was joking, she also kind of isn’t.
“Sorry, that was mean.” She rubs her hand over my cheek.
“I deserve it,” I mutter as I pull out of her.
We both clean up in the bathroom, just as we are slipping off to sleep, Andrea decides he wants to feed.
“Come here you little monster,” she coos as she repositions herself on her side.
As she feeds our son, I wrap my arm around her hip and stroke up and down her thigh whilst she’s whispering sweet words to him the whole time.
Life might be shit, but in this moment, with my wife in my arms while she feeds our son, I’d say I’m the luckiest fucker in the world.
