Never Be the Same

by A. Aubry

  “That is right, she is a girl. Do girls talk like daddy does?”

  “No! Giwls pwetty!”

  “Yes, girls are very pretty. Okay, angel, lay back down and mommy will read it in the pretty girl voice.”

  She hugged her Ariel doll to her chest as she laid back down. After tucking her back in, I continued where Jameson had left off, which wasn’t very far. Halfway through, her eyes closed, and her breathing slowed as she drifted off to sleep. I quietly closed the book, setting it on her bedside table. Kissing her forehead, I stood up and crept from the room. Just as I was closing her door, Jameson was closing the boys’.

  “They asleep too?” I whispered.

  Jameson nodded, “Carter was out within the first two pages, Joseph was fighting it a little more.”

  I giggled, “That’s our Joey. First born and fights sleep until he can’t win.”

  We walked to our bedroom down the hall. While we loved our children very much, we didn’t exactly want them right next door for when we decided to get intimate. As I closed the bedroom door, Jameson disappeared into our attached master bathroom. My phone beeped from my nightstand and I went over to see who was texting me. Ashley and Kelly had been group texting me to death earlier about ideas for the triplets’ fourth birthday party which was in a few months. I finally hid the phone up in my room so that I could spend uninterrupted time with my family.

  Mom: I’ll be by to pick up the triplets at one o’clock. Looking forward to spending time with them at the zoo!

  I smiled and texted her back that they would be ready with full bellies. As my pregnancy progressed with the triplets, my mother became more available. By the time I went into labor a few weeks early, my mother was right there by my side. They had to be in the NICU for a short period of time because they were premature, but they were thriving more and more every day. Now, she took them at least once a week for different excursions. It really helped right now, because Jameson and I were expecting another baby girl in six months. Who knows how many more children we would decide to have in the future, but after this one is born, we will probably wait for awhile to decide to have any more.

  Jameson strode out of the bathroom and jumped onto the bed. I set my phone down and plugged it in without even looking at him.

  “My mom will get the kids tomorrow at one for the zoo. Then we can get some stuff around the house done and spend some time with just the two of us,” I explained as I sat on the edge of the bed.

  “Or, we could spend some of that time together right now,” Jameson offered.

  Suddenly, I was pulled back onto the bed to lie down, a naked Jameson lying on top of me in an instant. I giggled and circled my arms around his neck, bringing his lips down to mine. Sometimes, he had the best ideas.

  He lifted my shirt over my head, tossing it behind him before making quick work of my bra. Shifting down my body, he planted kisses all the way down, making sure to give extra kisses to my small baby bump. This time around, I was thankful for one child, I wasn’t the size of someone halfway through their pregnancy so early on. Gripping the waistband of my leggings and panties, Jameson tore them down my legs and they soon disappeared.

  I sat up and caught his lips with mine. Lately, I had been all about the connection when it came to sex, not the foreplay. While Jameson was amazing at it, I wanted all of him at one time right now. Taking my hint, he crawled back up my body, lying me back once again. My legs opened as I hooked one around his waist. Jameson easily slipped his cock into me and I couldn’t hold back the moan that bubbled up inside of me. When you were with a man as big as Jameson was, you always moaned. There were no ifs, ands, or buts about it, because it felt so fucking good.

  With one hand clutching onto the pillow beside my head and the other holding onto my leg around his waist, Jameson quickly set the pace. The sound of our bodies slapping together with every thrust was like music to my ears, it turned me on almost as much as his grunting and groaning. That’s when I felt it, the building of my orgasm that was already on it’s way far too soon. It was the same way when I was pregnant with the triplets, the first orgasm came too early and we were just getting started.

  Jameson thrusted just a little bit harder, silently telling me that he already knew that I was getting close to having to let go. My hips tilted slightly, allowing him to hit that sweet spot deep inside each time he slammed into me. Goosebumps covered my arms as my mouth fell open in ecstasy. He was definitely hitting that spot and I could already feel the fever that was my orgasm taking over my body. One more thrust and I finally let go, an incoherent version of his name falling off my lips as my back arched up off the bed, forcing my chest against his.

  He slowed, keeping his thrusts coming but far softer and slower than they were before. Jameson wanted to ride the wave of my release with me while helping bring me down rather than letting me crash. I could barely breathe as my body shook gently, Jameson’s hand brushing up my thigh to my hip sending shivers down my spine. A few moments later, I felt like I could move and possibly form an intelligible sentence.

  Jameson released my leg and rolled over beside me, his fully erect cock telling me that he was still looking for more. My body felt like jelly and my mind was in a fog, but somehow, I knew that I could keep going. That’s how my body always responded to Jameson, satisfied but always ready for more.

  “You ready for round two, Bri?” Jameson smirked as he took his cock into his hand and slowly began to move it over his length.

  “Will you ever be a one and done type of guy?” I sighed, getting up on my knees.

  Jameson looked like he thought about it, “With you? Never. I can never get enough.”

  Climbing over his body to straddle him, I stopped his hand, “Even when your eighty?”

  “Oh, definitely then. It’ll give me something to brag about to my buddies who end up on Viagra.”

  I giggled, adjusting myself to hover over him, “Who says that you won’t be on Viagra?”

  Jameson suddenly sat up, one arm snaking around my waist as his other rested over mine that was wrapped around his cock, “Does it feel like I need that little blue pill?”

  “No,” I answered breathlessly.

  “Good, now let me show you what I can do.”

  He moved our hands and slammed me down onto his length in one quick thrust. Yep, he was definitely good without Viagra. Let’s just say that I was very happy that that little blue pill would never be in our future.

  The End

  Acknowledgements

  I want to thank my family for always encouraging me to do the best that I can. For always being there for me, even when all I wanted to do was write when I came home for a visit. Writing at all would not be possible if it weren’t for your love and support.

  To my friends, who always put up with my ramblings about my story ideas. You all were the ones who inspired me to create those friends in my stories because of how great of friends you all truly are. I wouldn’t know the inner workings of the male mind if it weren’t for some of you and while sometimes I roll my eyes at it, I thank you for helping me in a way in writing this book. You all put up with my tardiness in our get togethers because I would be lost in a book and for that I am obscenely grateful.

  Without all of the support of all my friends and family, this book, or any of my books for that matter, would not be possible. Sorry that I have been a pain, and in another world when I am in writing mode! Thank you all for putting up with me!