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Ivy beams at me. “That was nice of you.”
“When you look at me like that, the last thing I’m thinking about is being nice.”
She laughs and shakes her head. “You need to behave. Babies are present.” She pulls the bottle from his mouth. He tries to cry, but she makes funny faces. She keeps it up until he gives a loud burp.
“The autumn festival is next week,” I tell her. “I was thinking of closing the gym early, so the three of us could go.”
Truth is, I’ve never been much for socializing or activities like this. But with Ollie and Ivy, I find myself wanting to show the two of them off. They’re my greatest treasures. What man wouldn’t be proud of both of them? Except no one else can have them. They’re mine. Just mine.
She gives me a soft smile. “OK, I think we can fit you into our busy schedule.”
Ollie is starting to drift to sleep, probably tired from the active day. She pulls his bottle from his mouth, and settles him in his car seat, rocking it softly as she watches me work. He starts snoring, and she grabs a roller, joining me.
I try to convince her to sit down. She spends her days taking care of Ollie, and I know that isn’t easy.
When I’m home, I try to make sure that I’m helping too. I don’t want to be one of those dads who leave everything to mom. I want to show Ivy that I’m not just an engaged father. I’m her partner in every way.
I arranged to pick up her engagement ring today, but I had to send it back. One of the emeralds was loose in the setting, and the jeweler apologized profusely. He promised me a rush job, stating that he would have it fixed within a week. I hope that’s true. With every passing day, it gets harder not to drop to one knee and propose on the spot. Ivy is my everything, and I want her to know it.
I’ve finished with the last coat of paint when I feel something cold and sticky on the back of my arm.
I turn my head and Ivy dances away out of reach. She giggles. “Oops.”
I mock glare at her, far from upset. If my girl is feeling playful, then I’ll play with her. I’ll always be the one who gives her space to play, create, and explore.
I drop my roller onto the paint tray. “You’ll pay for that.”
I take several steps forward and cage her against the nearest wall. Then I lean down and kiss her, taking control of her mouth. If there’s one thing I’ve learned over the last week, it’s that Ivy likes it when I let my primal side out. She likes it when I take control of her body and her pleasure.
I shove my big fingers into her panties and rub her swollen folds. Silky satin greets me, the way it always does. Fuck, she’s so warm.
“Who made you wet?” I’m angry at the thought that she spent all day walking around horny. What if some other bastard in town saw what’s mine? The thought has me seeing red. “Who?”
“You did,” she admits looking so sexy and panting.
Her answer eases some of the jealousy in me, but it doesn’t quite fully. I clamp a hand over her mouth. “Come for me, but do it quietly.”
She detonates against my hand the moment I circle her swollen clit. It’s everything I can do not to roar my satisfaction at seeing the pleasure on her face.
I yank down my pants and shove deep into her pussy, loving her gasp. I’ve been taking her day and night for the past seven days, and she still seems surprised by my girth every time.
I put my hands under her, so she can wrap her legs around my hips.
She twines her arms around my neck and kisses me fiercely.
“Mine. This pussy is mine. You bring it to me every time it aches, and I’ll make you come on my cock like a good girl.”
She whimpers at my words and arches into my touch. That’s another thing I’ve been learning about my woman. She likes it when I talk dirty.
I have her pinned against the wall, her body helpless to do anything but take my big cock. I bounce her up and down, demanding that she come again.
She buries her face in my T-shirt as she cries out her release. The sound of my woman’s pleasure heightens my own and before I know it, I’m coming deep inside of her. My seed is in her body, and it’s only when I’m spent that I can finally relax.
Every morning when I wake up, I have an overwhelming urge to impregnate her. I’m more beast than human until the moment I know my come is dripping between her pretty thighs. As soon as I know that, the beast inside of me is sated and quiet. At least, for a few minutes. Then he wants her again and it starts over.
“You were made for this cock. Made to squeeze me so good. Yeah, just like that,” I tell her. I love the way she looks right now. The way her cheeks are flushed from what we were doing and the glassy look in her eyes lets me know she’s been fully satisfied by her man.
Before I can carry her back to our bed, Ollie startles and cries out. “You go take a warm bath. I’ve got him.”
