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“Nothing would make me happier,” I say then sear my mouth to hers in a kiss that promises forever.
EPILOGUE
Ten years later
Ivy
My kitchen fills with the smells of bacon and coffee. I was up all night writing a new song. It seems all the creative trouble I once had never returned after I met Harris. My husband continues to inspire beautiful stories and I love singing them to my fans, even if it looks a little different now that we have Kody, Spencer, and James.
I stick out my fingers in offering, and my husband takes the grape, wrapping his warm lips around it and nipping my skin. He grins like the devil.
“We have the morning to ourselves. My brothers aren’t dropping off the kids for three whole hours.”
Facts. Our three boys have been practicing gymnastics with Porter, hoping one day to be in the show. Now that I’m working a residency gig in Las Vegas, the kids have all declared they want to go into the family business. To my surprise, they meant the circus. Harris got the family circus a permanent venue on the strip, and the kids practice four days a week.
As I think about my happy life, my husband’s big thick hands roughly slide into my silk robe. I gasp in awe that my body still responds so intensely to his touch.
Harris looms over me, a protective shield as he strips me.
“My wife’s hot little body makes my cock so hard it hurts. Will you help me, kitten?”
His dirty words hit my core and drive adrenaline through my veins.
Standing beside my beastly husband puts me closer to his big cock than it does his mouth, so I lick my lips as I push down his sweatpants. He steps out as I let my robe fall from my shoulders. My body has weathered three children and zero plastic surgery, but the way he looks at me now is with the exact same hunger he’s shown me from day one. It drives my courage. I fall to my knees and take his heavy erection in my hands. His girth is so large I use both hands to squeeze him tight and flick my tongue on the tip of his crown.
Harris growls and grunts with the sensations as I lick him up and down, coating him to take him down my throat. When I suck him in, he grabs my hair.
After years of marriage and a roller-coaster sex life, we know each other. He knows I love when he uses me. The rougher he is, the more thrilling it seems, and right now, he bucks into my mouth with unabashed pleasure.
I take him down with every other stroke, choking as tears sting my eyes, but the look on his face as he releases is worth it.
“Baby, your gonna drain me too soon,” he grunts through clenched teeth. After a few more strokes, I pop off, and he hauls my ass up onto the kitchen counter. I’m bare, but our blinds are closed, and I’ve never been in safer hands.
Harris guides my legs to fall over his shoulders and wastes no time sliding his wide tongue up my slit. I scream out as I fall back to the cool countertop. My back arches as he goes in for more, eating me out in the middle of our house.
This is a rare opportunity for us to be spontaneous, and we take full advantage of it. Traveling with kids means we’re literally always with them, and over the years, it’s been hard. I want to make this moment a core memory for both of us.
Pulling his hair, my knees come up to my ears. I’m bent like a pretzel as I watch my husband devour my pussy. His black beard, smooth with my desire, scratches my thighs, pushing me faster to orgasm.
“I need you, baby. Need you inside me, fucking me hard, Harris. I need to feel you, now.”
He pops off me, and I can finally catch my breath. The suction of his sinful mouth twisted me up like a livewire.
When he stands tall, I pant in his shadow, those deep, blue-ocean eyes I love so much burning into me. Marking me. Reminding me I belonged to him and I’m in such good hands. I expect his cock, but with a mischievously glint in those eyes, he grabs a grape. My eyes widen as he presses it inside me. I gasp, not in surprise but at the sensation. This is far from our first time with fruit, and it never fails to add an extra thrill. He bites the next while leaning over me, the juice dripping from his lips and squirting onto my stomach. He slurps me up. The feel of his tongue dipping into my bellybutton sends more want to my core. I’m squirming beneath him until he slaps my bud. Shooting upright in surprise, I moan at the sight. Again he slaps me with the thick pad of his crown, faster and faster. I moan again, and my hips grind, wanting that monster inside me.
“Fuck me, husband.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
With that, he aligns his thick cock to my needy pussy. I start to lose my breath when he takes me by the neck. Our eyes lock in silent assurance I know and want him to use me this way. To take charge and hold me with his driving force.
He pushes inside me slowly, allowing me pleasure instead of pain as I stretch around him. Knowing my body so well, he commands moans to ripe from my throat. I scream his name, and once he’s inside me, I finally feel full.
Electricity moves through me, lighting up my nerves and shocking my senses. It’s intense and wonderful. My giant stares down at me with savage lust burning in his eyes while he watches my tits slap with each forceful thrust.
“Yes.”
He’s too far gone to speak. I see the animal I alone control. He’s here to play rough. My husband loves to fuck me hard and I love to ring him dry.
