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“Plenty.” He comes to me and takes me in his arms. “What do you say, love? We’re starting a family, right?”
“I thought you’ve had enough of family.”
“This is the good kind.” He kisses me neck. “Say you’ll give me as many babies as I want.”
I groan. “Finn, please.”
“Say it, love.”
“I’m not a baby-making machine.”
“We definitely disagree there.” He grabs my ass roughly. “Say it, love.”
“Finn.” I’m blushing like crazy. I get on my toes and kiss his lips gently. “We’ll see.”
“Say it.” His hand fists into my hair, gripping tight. “Say you’ll give me what I want.” His lips kiss my neck as his other hand moves up my blouse, unbuttoning it, then caressing my breasts. He thumbs a stiff nipple through the fabric. “Tell me you’ll let me fuck you again and again, coming deep between your lovely legs, making you scream each and every time, until this house overflows with babies.”
“I’m not super into the overflowing with babies part, but I like all the rest.”
“Say it,” he whispers, biting my earlobe.
I shiver with pleasure. “How many exactly?”
“As many as I want.”
I close my eyes. He pushes me against the wall and kisses my chest, my breasts, unhooking my bra to lick my nipples, sucking hard.
“Fuck,” I moan. “I’ll give you as many as you want, Finn. I swear, as many as you want.”
His eyes burn with a sudden intense delight. He drops to his knees, pulling off my jeans, kissing my inner thigh. I pull his hair, whimpering, feeling overwhelmed and dizzy with need as he licks my pussy over my panties.
“Wet,” he murmurs. “Wet and delicious. Love, you like it when I talk about fucking you until you’re nice and pregnant, don’t you?”
“I like the fucking part,” I admit.
He laughs, pushing my panties aside, and feasts. Tongue flat, lapping me hard. I groan, head thrown back as he takes me. I grip hard, thinking about this house full of laughter, full of children running around, full of Finn and me and all the love that we can make. I come on his mouth, come hard on his beard, twitching like I’ve lost my mind.
He turns me around, hands behind my back. “I like the fucking part more than you’ll ever know,” he murmurs. I feel his cock press against my soaking wet pussy, sliding up and down, gathering up my soaking moisture on his shaft. “Lovely girl. My beautiful wife.” He presses into me and I gasp, head back, his mouth on my throat. I forgot how big he was, how thick he was, how he stretched me as he slipped deeper.
God, it feels so good, my brain sparkling with intensity and need as he fucks me hard, his hands teasing my breast.
“Say you’ll have my children,” he says as he rips into me. “Say it again.”
“Fuck, Finn,” I moan. “I’ll have your children. As many as you want. All of your children.”
He growls, kissing me over my neck, as his thumb strokes my clit while his cock slams in and out, slipping and sliding into my soaking pussy. My husband owns me, dominates me, fucks me like I’m his and only his, and I come again in a screaming, shivering delight, which throws him over the edge. I feel him fill me with a snarl of pleasure, both of us dizzy and stupid with joy.
When he’s done, he turns me around and leans his forehead against mine. We stand there holding each other, Finn mostly supporting my weight since I feel like I’ve been fucked into a coma.
“I love you,” he says, biting my lip. “I love you, Dara.”
I blink at him in shock. Hearing him say those words—hearing him speak them out loud—it’s almost more than I can handle.
But then the last week rushes back. My parents in their sad house, their angry relationship, the bitterness.
Contrasted against this thing I have with Finn, this fire and brimstone, this joy and gorgeous pain.
This is the love I want. This is the love I choose.
