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Eventually, I move us to the bed, where the fucking doesn’t end. She is amazing, taking everything, I have to give her. Her body is meant to be worshipped by me and me alone. I lose track of time and all propriety as I worship.
“I. Love. You,” I say, each word punctuated by a hard, punishing thrust.
“I love you, too,” she mewls arching her back, pushing her tits up for me. Taking one of her nipples into my mouth, I taste her creamy skin. Delicious as always. I fill her one last time for the night. Later as exhaustion sets in, I hold her in my arms. Her soft snores are adorable.
My wife is the most beautiful woman in the world and she’s finally all fucking mine.
Sleep comes easy to those who aren’t blinded by love.
Epilogue
Cathleen
Five Years Later
There are no words to describe the feeling I have when I look in the faces of my five children. Jessie, Journey, and Cassie were born in rapid succession. Then I got my miracle twins Alan and Alana last year. That pregnancy was hard on me and my doctors weren’t sure if I’d have another baby again, so they become my little miracles.
It’s the five-year anniversary of my successful surgery and I know Wayne has something up his sleeve. My parents retired to Chicago about a year ago when my brother, Fabian, became head coach of Chicago’s team. Recently, I have been thinking more and more about getting a job but then I’d think I’d be missing something here, so I haven’t made a move in that direction. I took online college courses and got my bachelor’s degree in marketing, but I have no idea what I’d do with that. My mother and my mother in law came over at nine o’clock this morning and took all my babies for the WEEK and I don’t know what to do with myself. They wouldn’t tell me a damn thing.
By noon, I am pacing the living room. I’ve already cleaned the whole house and there’s nothing to do but wait. At one, Wayne waltzes in like nothing is happening.
“Hey, baby. I see our mothers have been here.”
“They have. They collectively kidnapped our children. So, if you’ll kindly tell me what’s going on, that would be great,” I say after greeting him with a kiss.
“Do you remember that really great bed and breakfast that was near our babymoon lodge in Vermont?” I do. Their crepes were fantastic. I never forget a good crepe.
“Yes,” I say laughing.
“I got a week-long reservation there. Just the two of us.”
“Oh my God. That’s amazing. How did you get them?” We were going to extend our babymoon, but they were booked up months out.
“I made reservations last year.”
“And you’ve kept it a secret this long?”
“You have no idea how fucking hard that was, baby.”
He lifts me up in his arms and swings me around.
“I’ll go pack us a bag.”
“We don’t need much. I don’t plan on letting you leave the room much,” he says winking at me.
“Well, well, well. Aren’t you ambitious?”
“I try to be. Our flight leaves in three hours.”
“Three hours? Shit, that isn’t enough time,” I say frantically.
“We’ll make it,” he promises.
Several hours later, we land in Vermont and head straight for the B & B after renting a car. By the time we check in, I am exhausted. Alana is my early riser and she was up at six today, but for him, I will find the energy. We barely make into the room before he is ripping my shirt over my head. My bra comes off next and he buries his face in my neck, breathing me in.
“So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs kissing my neck. Our lips connect and I am lost to him, just as I always am. Pulling away from me, he kneels in front of me, pulling my leggings down, my panties along with them. He kisses each of my hip bones before he licks my clit like a man obsessed. I moan and toss my head back, hitting the door, but no matter.
“We should take this to the bed,” he says chuckling.
“Maybe we should,” I say, but before I can finish my sentence, he has me up in his arms. I squeal with laughter as he sets me down and begins to tickle the fuck out me. I hate to be tickled. Really, I hate that I love it and he does know that. “Stop, please. Just fuck me,” I beg.
“Your wish is my command,” he says standing and taking his clothes off faster than I would have thought possible. His cock is hard and ready for me. Climbing on the bed, he positions himself at my opening. Sliding inside, we become one again. Over and over, his thrusts make the headboard hit the wall and the sound and the rhythm spur me on. I push on his chest so that he flips over onto his back and I am on top. Leaning down, my hair surrounds us while we kiss. Rising up and down on his thick dick, he meets me thrust for thrust. I like the semblance of control I have, but I know he directs every move we make. I cry out, rather too loudly, as I come. He follows seconds later. With him still inside of me, I lay down on his chest. The even motion of his breathing lulls me to sleep.
