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It wasn’t long before our hands were roaming, our clothes were falling to the floor, and our dinner was getting cold.
I grabbed Mari, turning her, pushing her over the island.
My hand grabbed her ass, squeezed hard, then rubbed my cock against her cleft.
It wasn’t long before she was rocking back into me, moaning, and begging for my cock.
It didn’t matter that it had been a year.
Every time I slid inside of her felt like the first time, felt like I could do this day in and day out for years and never get tired of it.
“Wells, please,” she whimpered as I stayed buried deep, unmoving.
“Just enjoying the view,” I murmured, hands sinking into her hips, pulling her close as I thrust.
It wasn’t long before her moans filled the kitchen, filled my ears.
“God, you feel so fucking good,” I groaned, feeling her walls tighten around me as she got close. “There you go,” I urged as she started to come, her pussy squeezing my cock over and over. “Not done with you yet,” I said, reaching between her thighs to start teasing her clit, easing her down from one orgasm, then up toward another.
Turning her, I pulled up her leg, hooking it around my hip as I surged inside of her again.
Her other leg lifted, wrapping around me, and then I was moving, slamming her back into the wall, and fucking her hard and fast until she was whimpering and digging her nails into me.
I turned, moving into the living room, dropping down onto the couch, and letting her ride me as my hands moved over her, teasing up her ribs, closing over her breasts, twisting her nipples into tightened buds.
Her lips came over mine as she moved, deep and long, until I felt it in my bones, in my damn soul.
The rightness of this.
Of her and me.
Together.
I had a ring in my sock drawer upstairs.
I think it was time to finally offer it to her.
Mari - 7 years
“Honey, what did you order, one of everything?” Wells asked as he came in the front door carrying one of the boxes I’d seen the delivery guy bringing up to the door on a dolly. No less than three times.
I felt bad for the guy, but reminded myself that I’d put out a big basket of treats for Christmas to thank them for their hard work.
I’d been having to order a lot of author copies of my books the past few months.
Through some hustling, I’d started up a direct sales store where my readers could buy signed copies of my books. Which meant that I typically had hundreds, or even thousands, of books to sign every few months.
“I know. It was a big order this time,” I said, moving forward, but getting a stern look from Wells. His gaze moved from my face, to my belly, then back up again.
I wasn’t supposed to be lifting anything heavier than twenty-five pounds. Which I was already doing that several times a day when our toddler simply refused not to be picked up.
“I should probably hire an assistant to do this kind of thing,” I said as I watched Wells bring in box after box.
“I think you are far enough in your career to warrant one,” Wells agreed, giving me that pride-filled smile that never failed to make my heart squeeze.
He was right, though.
I’d come so far in such a relatively short amount of time. While being a wife to him, a fur mama to our fur babies, and then a mother to our actual children.
