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“I…” Knowing there’s no acceptable reasoning leads to me deep sighing. “I’m sorry, June Bug. For not telling you. For thinking I needed to keep it from you. And for feeling like you might not listen about the other shit going on.”
She gives my hand a loving squeeze. “And I’m sorry for not telling you the second I got the call. I just…I hope you come around someday to thinking this child is a blessing instead of a burden.”
“Of course, it’s a fucking blessing, baby.” There’s no stopping a wide mouth grin from conquering my face. “It’s a new adventure, and one I get to take with the person I lovemostin existence.”
Happiness finally reaches her gaze.
“And truthfully, had we not been having him or her, I don’t know if I would’ve ever grown the balls, I needed to tell you the shit I just said or that you would’ve either, so our little piece in the kiln that’s cooking? Fate knewexactlywhen to give it to us.”
Love swirls around her stare as she nods in agreement.
“Now,” my hand slips out of June’s so both can curl around the back of her knees, “how about we makesureLo is about to be a big brother?”
“Youknowthat’s not how it works, Tuck.”
“Do I?” I playfully waggle my eyebrows at the same time I pull her to the edge of the chair.
Any ability to retort is robbed by the rough spreading of her legs to opposite ends of the seat and my mouth diving forward to latch itself onto the bare territory I’m thankful she leaves uncovered most nights. The initial contact is enough to have her gasping and arching forward yet the additional slow spins not only send her fingers to my hair, they unleash heavenly sighs I haven’t heard in what feels like an eternity. Intoxicated by the sweet sounds and even more by her flavors leaves me with no choice but to latch on tighter. Dive my tongue deeper. Anchor my fingers to the point of bruising that’ll inspire us to do this all over again the second we see them. Rolling my face and tongue in an unrelenting tandem, spreads juice from cheek to cheek, painting every inch of skin in the erotic proof that Icanplease her.
That Idoplease her.
That in spite of my shortcomings and fuck ups and frustrating habits I’m still allowed to worship her in my favorite way.
The wayshealways deserves.
Hungry groans add vibrations to the increasingly slippery situation prompting my wife to yank me closer.
Throw her legs over my shoulders and completely offer herself up like an altar I never wanna walk away from.
Harsher sucks are swiftly followed by brutal lashes to her clit. Unable to fully hear her breath hitching or see her eyes rolling backward due to her legs clamped around my skull encourages me to be more devoted tofeelingthe orgasm building against my eager mouth. I clutch onto the curve of June’s ass and ferociously alternate between fucking her and solely feasting on the delicate little nub. Her heels crazily kick into my back again and again and again calling for me to work my tongue faster and cover all the territory possible. Trembles against the side of my face paired with the scratches of my scalp make it more than easy to disregard the burning in my lungs to chase the shudders that are becoming more violent, more constant by the passing second. Having my wife lift her anxious hips to meet me stroke for stroke while death gripping my locks for leverage swells my dick to the point of pain.
“Tucker!” abruptly springs off June’s lips acting as the only precursor to her orgasm finally taking over.
Lapping up the latest waves of stickiness to smother my tongue is so sloppy and so boorish and so goddamn savage that I swear I’m more animal than man by the time her shaking legs are falling in satiation.
Desperation reverberates through my tone as much as my greedy yanking actions. “Fucking scream more for me, my little goddess.” June’s clumsy fall to my lap makes it easy for my cock to slip through her scorching heat to the hilt. “Fucking take everything I have.” Her head lazily falls to rest on my shoulder prompting me to pin her there by the nape of her neck. “Fucking take everything I am.”
Loud whimpers are accompanied by her arms winding around my frame and pulling me closer.
I mimic the action with my hand at the same time I brush my lips against her ear. “I love you, June Frost.”
An attempt is made to say it back yet falls short when I viciously thrust upward to reiterate the sentimental statement. Moans replace words and words themselves become a foreign concept neither of us seems to care for. June ceaselessly grinds herself back and forth, groaning and whining and whining and groaning, whirling and working each inch of my shaft unconcerned with anything other than getting off again. Airy grunts reverberate around the space as the speed of my pounding starts to slow down in order for the force of my thrusts to truly be felt in every bone of her body.
Appreciate every instance her clit is brushed at just the right angle.
Sweat and wetness from us both create an amalgamation so beautiful that when the early morning sun rays illuminate it, I can hardly stop my balls from tightening in preparation of adding a new pigment to the scene. Feeling my resistance spurs my wife to salaciously swivel her figure. Forces her hardened nipples to become crushed by my chest, a sensation that causes her pussy to clamp down.
Frenetically constrict and once more cut off my capability to breathe.
Think.
Give a fuck about anything that isn’t having my heart and soul mark me as hers and only hers.
“Tucker,” she pants, hot breath coating the area where our chests are knocking together, “make a mess.”
Feral grunts seep through gritted teeth at the same time blistering bursts erupt, covering the now convulsing muscles in the very substance she was just begging for, cock unable to stop kicking until we can both feel the mixture of cum dribbling down our thighs to the floor beneath us.
At that moment, my wife sighs loudly in satisfaction and collapses against me, face lovingly nuzzling the infamous word that means so much to us.
