Page 19 of Stalk Her Sweetly


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But then Emily pushes out from underneath me and pushes me onto my back.

She crawls between my legs and starts sucking for all she's worth.

I spear my fingers into her blonde hair and hold onto her head as she bobs up and down on me. "Oh, fuck, yes, baby," I groan. "Put all those years of sucking lollipops to use, honey."

I've long since lost my shyness around Emily. I'm completely open with her and will say shit that would have normally made me blush to even think about. Knowing that Emily accepts me—all of me, even the nerdy, insecure side of me—made all the difference. Knowing that she's mine and I'm hers is all that matters to me.

And my beautiful girl loves it when I dirty talk her, so that's what I'm going to do.

"I want to fuck your face, Emily," I groan as I start to buck my hips toward her.

She smiles and continues to bob up and down on my cock, her tongue swirling against my shaft as she works me over.

"Do you like that, baby?" I groan. "Do you like it when I fuck your sweet face?"

"Yes," she moans. "I want you to come in my mouth."

"Oh fuck!" Hearing my sweet Emily say that is enough to send me over the edge. My cock instantly obeys and starts spurting into Emily's still-sucking mouth.

My head falls back onto the bed as Emily continues to lick and suck me dry. When she's done, she crawls up me and smiles down at me like a contented kitten.

I pull her into my arms and settle her against her chest, kissing the top of her head as I do so.

I can't believe that this amazing woman is my wife. And I couldn't be prouder of her. She took over the sweet shop, and it's doing better than ever. I see to the technology side of things, and I've even helped her expand so that there are now Sweet Delights all over the country.

We make a good team. The only thing missing from our lives is a family.

But I'm working on changing that every chance I get.

I place my hand on Emily's belly. She knows what I want. She knows that I want everything with her, but I have to be patient. That will come in time.

She places her hand atop mine and then tilts her head up to look at me. "What do you think about Candy if she's a girl? Or maybe Graham for a boy?"

I blink as my mind catches the drift of what she's saying. "Emily," I stroke my hand over her belly in wonder. "Are you saying…?"

Emily nods her head and bites her lip. "Yes, Max. We're pregnant."

Tears spring to my eyes, but I don't even try to hide them. I'm a big softie, and my wife knows it.

Plus, she's got tears in her own eyes too.

I huff out a laugh as her names finally hit me. "Do wehaveto name the kids after desserts?"

She smiles and nods. "Most definitely. That's my only caveat. Their names have to be something sweet."

"Just like their momma," I hum against her before I seal our future with a kiss.

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