Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 95013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 317(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 317(@300wpm)
I chuckled again, unable to picture my wife texting my best friend, saying how much she missed riding my dick.
“So, give your wife that D, all right?”
I’d been miserable a few moments ago, but now the grin on my face felt permanent. “I’m glad you guys are close. That makes me happy.”
“I’m glad it makes you happy and not want to punch me in the throat.”
“Pigs would fly before either of you betrayed me.” I trusted both of them implicitly. My wife was a good woman with eyes only for me, and Rocco was like a brother to me. He’d rather take a bullet in the arm than lie to me.
“I’m gonna check in to my hotel. Let’s meet at Daiquiri in a couple hours.”
“Why don’t we just go now?” I asked.
He glanced behind me at the glass wall of the house. “Because your wife is giving me the death stare, so she’s not gonna let you leave the house until you service her.” He winked before he stood up. “Hit me up.”
When I returned to the house, Aurelia wasn’t on the couch where I’d last seen her. The TV was off, the kitchen was quiet, and Medusa jumped on the couch and curled up like she expected me to sit next to her.
“Sweetheart?” I called through the house.
“Upstairs,” she called down.
She was usually on the main floor during the day, only going upstairs to shower or sleep or use the gym. I made my way up the stairs and reached the next landing before I headed down the hallway to our bedroom that had a set of double doors.
They were wide open, so I walked on the hardwood floor into the room, then stopped when I saw her propped up in bed.
Wearing a two-piece white lingerie set and white sheer stockings up her legs, she had her four-month pregnant belly on display because she knew it did some serious shit to me. She had darkened her makeup and thickened her lashes, and her hair was fluffed up like she’d done something to make it enormous.
My breath stopped the instant I saw her, a fucking wet dream just waiting for me. Rocco must have texted her when he left and given her some indication that he’d gotten through to me.
I looked her over, pitching a tent in my sweats, hard as ever.
Fuck, can’t believe this is my wife.
She continued to stare me down, confident and mysterious, her hand moving over her belly.
My shirt was already off, so I dropped my bottoms in one swoop, my dick at full salute for the queen in my bed.
Her eyes lowered to look at me, and the arousal and excitement and joy in her eyes were too potent to hide. She even bit her bottom lip absentmindedly, her enthusiasm raw and pure. “Get over here.”
I crawled up the bed then grabbed her by the ankles and gently tugged her down so her head moved to the pillow. She looked so damn fine that I didn’t want to take any of it off, but now that this door had been opened, I wanted to sprint through it.
I moved down and kissed her belly, the belly that was small compared to what it would become in a few more months, but it felt like the sun to me. The center of my universe, the soul to my body. I kissed her belly before I rested my forehead against it, feeling the life we’d made together out of the love we shared.
Biggest turn-on of my life.
I slipped off her little white thong and left the stockings in place before I scooped my arms around her thighs as I moved my mouth to her entrance, which was perfectly shaved like she’d hoped today would be the day.
“No.”
I moved up again, never having heard that word from her in my life.
“I want you.” She started to pull on me, too anxious for foreplay, wanting the deed to be signed and delivered.
I did as she asked and moved up her body, bending her into place, her pregnant belly between us. My head dipped, and I kissed her, kissed in a way I hadn’t in the last two weeks, her breath growing rapid as our tongues occasionally met in a seductive swipe.
She didn’t let me guide myself inside her. She grabbed my length and put me in place, like she meant business.
I couldn’t help it. I smiled against her mouth before I pressed inside, recognizing the pool of slickness that had been filling for a while. This was the horniest she’d ever been, for sure. I didn’t have to push through her tightness like I normally did. I was immediately drenched in her desire so I could sink effortlessly.
She gasped against me like this was our first time rather than our first time as husband and wife.