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I try to pull in enough air to form words, but I can only manage to nod my head yes. His other hand comes down to spank me on my other cheek.
I moan as the sting intensifies all of the pleasure I’m already feeling.
“Mmmore…” I choke out.
“Shit…” he groans.
Griz picks up his speed again and smacks my ass once, twice, three times. I explode right as his hand makes contact for the fourth time.
He grips my hips tight enough to bruise and he stills inside of me. I feel his cock swell up as my pussy massages him over and over. He roars his release as it shoots out of him and paints my insides.
We’re both breathing heavily as Griz pulls out and crashes down next to me. He rolls me over and throws me across his chest so he can hold me. I rest my head over his heart and listen as it slowly returns to a normal beat.
I look up at him and he has his eyes closed. He’s rubbing small circles on my naked skin, sending shivers down my spine.
Finally, he cracks one eye open and looks down at me. His face breaks out in the most adorable grin. God, could this man be any more perfect?
“Is it always going to be that good?” I ask him.
Griz pulls me up so he can kiss me thoroughly. Resting his forehead on mine, he tucks some hair behind my ear.
“Yeah, darlin’. It’ll always be that good because it’s us.”
“Good. I like the sound of that.”
“Me too, Monty. Me fuckin’ too.”
TWELVE
Griz
Five Years Later…
I dust offmy jeans as I climb the front porch steps and head inside. The house smells like lemons and roasted chicken, and my mouth waters at the scent.
“Daddy!” My little girl yells as she rounds the corner and spots me.
“Hey, Rue!” I say, crouching to catch her as she barrels toward me.
“Time to eat,” she tells me in her little baby voice.
“It smells so good. Let’s go find your mama,” I tell my daughter.
“I’m right here,” Monty says as she exits the kitchen.
Her hands are rubbing over her swollen stomach, and I can see how tired she is from the look in her eyes. She’s about eight months along with our second child, a baby boy this time.
“How was your day?” I ask as I drop a kiss on her lips.
“Busy, right, Rue?” Monty asks as she smiles at our little girl.
“We baked a cake!” Rue says excitedly.
“That sounds delicious. Can we eat it right now?” I ask her.
“No! We have to eat lunch first.”
“Oh,” I say as we head into the kitchen.
