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I won’t be the one to remind her, not now. She’s fucking glowing with happiness, and even though we’ve been sitting on a plane for the better part of twenty-four hours and two small humans are making her crave weird food and throw up randomly, she’s still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
Thankfully, check-in doesn’t take long, and we follow the porter through the resort to our bungalow.
“It hasn’t changed,” Issy says happily over her shoulder, beaming over her shoulder at me once we’re finally inside.
Determined to shake off my suddenly dark mood, I tug her back into my arms, kissing her reverently. Just her lips on mine are enough to send blood rushing to my cock all over again, and I gather her closer, pressing my erection into her stomach to show her what she does to me.
“Take your clothes off.”
Issy bites her lip. “I’m pretty tired. Can we take a nap first?”
I back off immediately, ashamed of myself. My pregnant wife has just traveled around the world. She needs rest, not me grinding my cock all over her. “Of course, I’m sorry, sweetheart.”
“Don’t be sorry.” She kisses me once more, briefly, before heading off to the bathroom to clean up, and I wander into the bedroom to flop down on the bed. I’m too keyed up from traveling to sleep now, but I’ll happily hold her while she does.
Taking the opportunity to touch base with Reuben, I pull out my phone and send him a quick text.
Judah:Hey! Just letting you know we arrived safely.
Reuben:Good to hear! Evie is jealous. Make sure you tell my stepmother to send her some pics.
I snort. If the worst grief my son gives me for marrying a woman younger than him is some lighthearted stepmother jokes, I won’t complain.
Judah:Will do.
I’m about to ask if they have any souvenir requests when the bathroom door slides smoothly open, and I have what can only be described as a small stroke. That’s the only explanation for why my mouth is hanging open, unable to form words, and all conscious thoughts have been completely wiped from my mind.
Issy is standing in the doorway, smirking. She’s dressed in a white, mesh corset that covers her rib cage, stopping just above her swollen belly, and a pair of matching panties that are molded over her perfect cunt. The material is dotted with tiny flowers, and she somehow manages to look sexy and innocent at the same time.
Holy fuck.
“I’m not that tired.” Issy giggles, moving further into the room and crawling onto the end of the bed. The last time I saw her naked, a few days ago, she had a cute little strip of hair over her mound. That’s gone now, and I can see every inch of her beautiful skin through the flimsy material.
I exhale heavily, my cock already painfully hard. Palming through my shorts, I watch her move forward, straddling my calf. “Not tired, huh?” I finally manage to ask, my voice strained. “Are you horny, sweetheart?”
Issy nods, biting her lip to keep from smiling. She lowers her hips, grinding her pussy over my leg as she squeezes her own breasts. She is every filthy, depraved fantasy I’ve ever had.
“Come here.” I crook my finger at her, and she crawls forward immediately, settling her hot slit over my erection. There are two layers of clothing between us, and I can still feel how wet she is. My little wife loves teasing me. “Did you wear this to get Daddy’s attention?” I pluck at the little bow resting just over her mound.
In response, my greedy girl starts to roll her hips, eyelashes fluttering. A sharp spank to her bare ass makes her gasp, hips faltering.
“I asked you a question.”
She nods immediately. “Yes, Daddy.”
I hum approvingly, running my hands over her firm belly to replace her hands with my own, thumbing her nipples roughly. I’m so goddamn hard that if she doesn’t stop grinding on me like that, I’m going to spill in my fucking pants.
Careful of her belly, I roll us over so she’s sprawled beneath me. Her panties are soaked and sticking to her cunt from all her desperate grinding. “Christ, this is so hot.” I hook her panties out of the way and trace my fingers over the soft, bare skin I uncover, making her squirm and whimper.
“Daddy-“
“Shhh.” I hush, ripping my t-shirt over my head in one fluid movement. “I’ll give you want you need, sweetheart.” I love to tease her, fucking adore making her beg and whine for me to fill her up, but not today.
My hands move to the button on my shorts, and a few seconds later, my cock is free, dropping to her entrance like a damn magnet. Even after a year, it still takes some work for me to get inside her. Usually, I try to ease her into it. Right now, though, she has me too fucking worked up to stop and finger her.
A scream tears from her lips as I punch forward, burying myself balls-deep in her tight heat.
“This is what you get for teasing,” I growl, keeping my eyes on her shocked face as I begin to fuck her, slow and deep. It’s intoxicating, the feeling of her body gripping mine and how gloriously wet she always gets for me. “Do you need more?”
