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“Well, when you put it like that,” I said, grabbing her, turning her, then reaching down to grab her knee, yanking it up, and placing it up on the sink vanity, spreading her wide for me.

I didn’t take too much time to admire the view, knowing that time was, of course, of the essence right then. As it often was when you had a house full of kids, a job, and a wife with a career she was passionate about as well.

My hand gathered her hair, forcing her head up to look at us in the mirror as I slammed inside of her.

“Seeley, move,” she whimpered, shoving back against me when I found myself momentarily just… stunned.

With her presence.

Her love.

The life we built upon all of it.

But when your woman needed to be fucked, was begging to be fucked, you went ahead and thought about that heavy shit at another time.

Grabbing her hips, I slammed her back against me as I thrust forward. Hard. Fast. Unrelenting. How she liked it when we didn’t have time for slow and sweet.

Her whimpers grew to moans quickly, ones I had to stifle against my palm as they kept building.

“Come,” I demanded, feeling her walls tightening around me.

Then she did, squeezing my cock and taking me along with her.

“Have I thanked you yet this week that you got snipped?” she asked afterward, giving me a dreamy smile. “It really makes the spontaneous thing work for us.”

Yeah, it did.

And we were definitely done reproducing.

“Uh oh. They found the pizza,” Ama said as one of the kids squealed about pepperoni. “Do you think it’s hoping for too much that they got plates out to use?” she asked.

“Yeah, probably,” I said, smirking as I pulled my pants back into place. “I’ll go check,” I offered, giving her a quick kiss and moving out into the main area of the house.

Ama followed casually behind a few minutes later, but our eagle-eyed kids missed nothing.

“Why were you and Daddy both in the bathroom?” our eldest demanded to know, her chin shiny with grease from the pizza.

“Oh, I, ah, I had something I needed Mommy’s help with,” I said, trying not to smirk at Ama’s wide eyes.

“‘Cause she’s a doctor?” our second oldest asked.

“That must be it,” I agreed. And before our eldest could question me about that wording, the front door was swinging open.

And there was Eddie.

Carrying a big aluminum baking dish.

“Pizza?” he asked, eyes huge. “You’re breaking my heart here,” he said, shaking his head.

“In our defense, we didn’t know you were coming,” Ama said.

“And Ama is a terrible cook,” I piped in.

“Well, yeah, I mean… I get it, but you should have called me instead of the pizza man, man,” Eddie said, bringing the tin into the kitchen, pulling off the top and revealing a whole tray of tacos.

“You’re amazing,” Ama said, already reaching for one. “Are you staying for dinner?”

“Nah, I got me my own honey at home now, remember?” he asked, giving us a big smile, then heading out.

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