“I’m so wet for you,” she says. I run my fingers through her folds, gathering her cream and bringing it to my lips, tasting her.
“Fuck, Scarlett. I love you so much,” I say as I rear up onto my knees and drag my cock through her folds.
“I love you too, but don’t you dare tease me right now,” she demands. I don’t stop teasing her. Over the last ten years, we’ve grown together so much from our masked kisses beginnings.
Finally, blessedly, I drive into her, making her scream my name. I slam into her over and over, leaning down to kiss her.
I knew we could have this life when I hired her all those years ago. I had to wait to earn her, but it was worth the wait.
Every second of every day with this woman has made me love her more and become a better man.
I wouldn’t trade our lives for a thing.
After, just as we are about to go to sleep, Scarlett reaches over to me and grabs my hand.
“You awake, Sammy?” She only calls me Sammy when she wants something or has good news.
“I’m awake, Scar,” I say, amused.
“I’m pregnant again,” she says.
“I found out this morning.”
“That’s amazing, Scar,” I say, bringing her hand to my lips and kissing it. “You have made me the happiest man in the fucking world. You know that don’t you?”
“Yes. You tell me every day.”
And I’ll continue to tell her every day for the rest of my life.