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“C’mon Slate, I don’t need none of that mumbo-jumbo. I sustained worse injuries in boot camp.”
“I hear you bro, but it’s not my policy, it’s Grayson’s. Come in on Monday, get it done, and then we’ll talk.” In his typical fashion, he hangs up without saying goodbye.
Dammit. He’s the ornery bastard who needs his head shrunk, not me. Finished grumbling, I hike Mikey to my shoulders and ignore the pain near my stitches.
“Wuv you, daddy.” My pride and joy wraps his arms around my neck and kisses the top of my head.
“Love you too, buddy.” Leaning over, I kiss my wife’s pink cheek. “Love you, too, sweetheart.”
Chapter 3
Sam
After dinner, we watch Mikey’s favorite dinosaur movie for the b’zillionth time, then put him to bed.
In the hallway, my husband steps behind me and nuzzles my neck. “How about you and me heat up them sheets?”
“I don’t know. Fucking a danger magnet? Who knows what could explode?” I turn in his arms, our mouths meet, and as we kiss, he presses me against the wall.
When we stop for air, he grinds his hard want into my need. “I don’t scare easily.”
“That so?” Panties soaked, my legs wrap around his waist. Holy shit, I’m about to climax from dry humping my husband in the hallway.
A groan emits from his chest and somehow, we make it to the bedroom where he sets me on the mattress.
“Fuck.” Slipping out of his sling, he struggles with his tiny buttons.
“No worries. I got this.” Once I undo his fasteners, I lower his sweatpants below his butt, kiss his navel, and release his thick cock.
“Sugar…” As his tip jerks toward my face, I sit on the bed, and lick the precum.
“Lawd, what you do to me.” Fisting my hair, he pushes me lower, and I take him in.
While twinges of desire shoot to my core, I wrap my arms around his thighs and bob faster. The more he groans and bucks, the wetter I become.
As I prepare to swallow, he slides an index finger between my lips, releases the suction, and jumps on his back with his flagpole high. “Yippee-ki-yay.Ride ’em cowboy.”
My clit clenches as I struggle out of my tight stretchy jeans and sweater. When my workout bra rolls and gets stuck, he chuckles and tugs it over my head.
Finally naked, I crawl up his body and kiss the tip of his cock. “Hello stranger, miss me?”
My husband moans. “Damn straight.”
“Yes, he is.” While I lean over to finish what I began, he pulls me by the armpits until I’m sitting on his face, and hisses.
“You are so damn beautiful.” His clever tongue brings me to the edge of heaven.
About to blast off, I lift, back up, and sink down fully on his huge saddle horn. “Oh shit. You feel so good.”
“You do.” He arches up so far, he hits my go-button.
While I race out of the gate, he reaches and cups my breasts, which makes me ride even faster.
“On three.” His brows crease, his eyes heat, and he thrusts up. “One.”
“Holy shit.” My boobs bounce, flesh slaps flesh, and the headboard bangs against the wall.
“Two.” His hand moves south, and he fingers my nub.
