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“Calm down baby girl. Relax. I will have the chef cook for us and the maid come in the morning. I don’t want you worried about any of this. I just want you to relax.” Yeah. That is going to be easier said than done.
ChapterNine
Jude
“Yes Mr. Takai, all of the paperwork is there.” I have been on the phone in my home office for the last thirty minutes trying to tell the Japanese liaison of our bank in Japan. He claims the forms for the accountant haven’t been submitted correctly, though I know my assistant sent them personally. He spends another few minutes complaining before hanging up.
Getting up from my chair, I stretch and walk through the house looking for my wife. When I left her less than an hour ago, she was fretting over her hair and what to wear to meet my parents. The entire first half of the day has been a frenzy of her losing her mind. I sat back and chuckled watching her flit around giving me and the maid orders. She has opened up so much, become so comfortable in our home and it makes my heart full. She spent this morning with her sisters asking them for help choosing her clothes. “Hannah? Baby girl?” The house is quiet, and I don’t like it.
I look upstairs and downstairs, half expecting to find her in the kitchen helping our chef prepare dinner, but she isn’t here. “Have you seen my wife?” I ask, grabbing a carrot off the counter.
“Yes, Sir. I think she is in the backyard.” Nodding, I walk out heading that way. I should have known she would be by the pool. I have been showing her how to swim for the last few days and she has taken to it like a guppy. She says the water is her second favorite place. Being in my arms is her first.
I walk out onto the patio and see her lying back on the pool lounger in the pool with sunglasses on and a hat. Her skin shines from the sunblock and the pinkish tint tells me she must have come right out here when her sisters left.
Quietly I begin stripping my clothes off. Completely naked I walk down the pool steps and toward her. She doesn’t move telling me she is asleep. Once I am right in front of her, I flip her lounger and catch her in my arms. “Jude!” She screams my name and hits me playfully on the shoulder with one hand while gripping her chest with the other. “You scared the manners out of me.” I shift her so her legs are around my waist. When she realizes I am naked, she gasps and begins to blush.
“I’m sorry baby girl. But you have to know nothing will ever happen to you as long as I am with you.” I move her swimsuit aside and lean her against the concrete wall, my hands behind her keeping her skin from being scrapped. Slowly I sniff up the side of her neck, her natural scent permeating through the sunblock, mixed with the smell of the sun makes my mouth water.
“I know, Jude. I never worry when I am with you.” I pull back, my cock poised at the entrance of her pussy, and look into her eyes. This moment is soft, gentle and sweet, but my cock is thinking anything but those words. He wants her hard and fast. Aggressive and dirty, and I plan on giving it to him, but first, I want this sweet moment with her.
“That’s good, baby. I never want you to worry about anything. I want all of your worries on my shoulders baby girl. Do you know why?”
“Because you are my husband.” She kisses me softly and looks into my eyes.
“Yes, but it is also because I love you, Hannah. I am in love with you, baby girl. Have been from the moment I saw you.” Her soft peachy skin glows with her usually raven hair, sparkles with strands of sun-glowed red strands. She looks like a mermaid.
“I love you too, Jude. I am in love with you, and I never want you to let me go.” The mere mention of her being somewhere that is not with me makes me growl against her lips and grip her ass harder.
“You are never getting away from me, baby girl. Never. You are mine!” I kiss her again, our tongues dancing the anticipation cha-cha, moaning and groaning into one another's mouths. Her trimmed pussy rubs against my prick, soiling the water with the seed leaking out of me. My wife pulls back and grabs my face. Her eyes sparkle like the most radiant of jewels as she tells me what she wants.
“Take me, Jude. Make love to me.” Fucking shit. This is not the first time she has begged for it, but it will never get old having the women you love need you as much as you need her.
“With pleasure,” I tell her, slamming my cock into her pussy. I know this is going to be short, but with her movements matching mine in intensity and desperation, we are both a hair's breadth from coming as one. “Shit, baby. Even with this cold pool, your pussy is on fire. How is it possible you are still not broken in?” God damn it. She is virgin tight still and my cock is celebrating.
“It’s you. It’s all you, babe. You're so big.” Ah fuck. She called me a nickname for the first time and called me big. She is trying to get drilled.
“Don’t say shit like that to me, Hannah. I am barely holding on.” If a man can’t be honest with his wife, who can he be truthful with?
“It’s okay. I’m there. I’m there. Make me pregnant Jude. I want your child in my belly,” she cries this in my ear, her sultry innocent voice telling me she wants me to breed her. I pull back and look in her eyes and I see the truth.
“You want my son, baby girl. You want to feed him from your milky tits and make him strong while feeding his daddy from the sidelines?”
“Oh God yes! Jude, harder.” Her vortex sucks me in further, holding on to me, not giving me room to pull out. So, I grip her legs and widen them, using the moment to grind against her clit. She whines into my neck and digs her nails in my skin.
“That’s right baby. Mark me. Show everyone I belong to the horniest little Amish girl in the country. Show them how your husband made you a dick hungry vixen who rides me when I am asleep.” She cries louder and throws her head back. I try to hold on, take more time because nothing feels as good as being inside of her warmth, but when she falls on to my shoulder and bites into it, that’s it. It is lights out. “Shit! Suck it up with your greedy cunt, baby girl. Take it and hold it in your womb. Let it implant right where we want it.”
“Jude. Jude. It’s so good. Feels so good inside of me. I want to be a mama, Jude. I want to,” she says, begging and drifting off. Careful not to pull out, I walk up the pool steps and don't bother with robes or coverups. The balcony from our bedroom leads right here.
I hold my entire life in my hands, still inside of her, walking us to our place of peace. She moans with each step, able to feel the movement in her pussy. Once inside the bedroom, I lay down, situating her on top of me, still not ready to not be wrapped inside of her heat. So, I rub her back and drift off with her.
* * *
Four Hours Later…
“Do I look okay?” This is the fourth time she has asked me that. So instead of answering her this time, I pull her into my arms and kiss her lips and neck.
“You smell so good.” I moan.
