Fuck she is so perfect.
So deliciously mine.
Taking my time with her, I push her legs apart at the knees. “Spread wide for me, Sara,” I demand.
Her eyes glitter with warmth and love as she watches my every move. Parting her pussy lips, I run my tongue over her sensitive skin in one long controlled lick. The sweet taste of her essence coats my tongue and my dick practically weeps as precum beads around the head of my cock, eager to cream her pretty little pussy.
Greedily, she threads her fingers in my hair, holding my head right where she wants it, taking control, and demanding what she wants. “Don’t stop, Danny. Do it faster. I need more.”
Capping my mouth over her pulsing bundle of nerves, I lick, suck, taste, and tease her. When I add two fingers into the mix she tugs on my hair so hard, I am sure she ripped some out, but I don’t care. I love driving her to the edge and dangling her off the cliff, only to pull her back and do it all over again.
Sara rides my fingers as I thrust them in and out, increasing the pace.
Just when she is about ride the wave of her orgasm, I stop.
“Danny…” she pants out my name as a wicked grin spreads over my face.
Hooking her leg over my shoulder, I get closer to her and I blow my cool breath over her clit forcing a shiver to travel through her body, making me smile wider.
Stroking my fingers though her slick heat, I rub them from her clit to her ass. Back and forth as she tries her damnedest to wiggle against me, chasing her release.
“Please,” my wife’s voice quakes with need.
“Please what?” I hum the words against her clit, nipping her with my teeth.
“I’m so close.”
Me too, is all I can think as my dick feels ready to explode.
With my thumb in her ass and my fingers working her pussy Sara gets exactly what she wants and so do I as her orgasm rocks through her. I hold her against the counter with my prosthetic hand, keeping her right where I want her as I suck every last drop of her sweet nectar from her throbbing cunt.
Placing a single kiss to her clit, I put her leg down and get up from the floor.
“Bend over the table. I’m not through with you,” I tell her as heat dances in her eyes.
Tonight, I’m going to fuck her in every single room, over every piece of furniture, in each possible position.
Sara
With the front of my body plastered to the kitchen table, Danny drives into me from behind. His fingers dig in my hip as he pistons in and out in deep thrust, controlling the pace as his balls slap against my ass.
His other hand is wrapped in my hair, tugging gently as he pounds my body relentlessly against the hardwood tabletop.
Danny’s chest is slick with sweat from the exertion as he lowers down over me and kisses the tender spot below my earlobe. “You drive me so crazy, baby.”
His good hand comes down on my ass cheek, strong enough to leave a print, but I enjoy it. I love that I am make him so damn hot for me. I love that I bring out this primal raw need for him to claim every inch of my body.
His lips whisper against the base of my neck, telling me how he’s going to cum all in me as his fingers trail down my spine in a path of fire and desire. I’m burning for him to do exactly as he says, only I want to be riding him when he does.
“Danny…”
“What, baby?”
“I want on top,” I confess.
This crazy man, pulls me down in the floor with him.
I straddle his thighs and sink down on him. My knees are rubbing against the tile flooring, but I don’t care as I look into my husband’s eyes and see the pure erotic pleasure I am bringing him.
I do this to him. No one else.
He’s all mine.
And I am all his.
Nothing will ever compare to the high of being with Danny.
Up and down, round and round, I circle my hips, grinding down on his cock, loving every damn second. My muscles are clenching and spasming around his cock, as I get off again.
“Fuck,” he mutters as he tweaks my nipples and raises up to take one in his mouth. His teeth graze over my sensitive bud in the most delicious and sensual way.
I ease off him and come back down on him hard, impaling my velvet heat with his steely cock.
“Again,” he rasps holding my hips.
Three times I repeat the motion until he stops me.
“Goddamn, you feel so good. Can’t get enough.”
He raises up again, bringing our mouths together in a fiery kiss of pure passion. Our bodies rock together and within seconds he’s cumming.
We stay locked together for a few minutes, regulating our breathing, coming down from the euphoric bliss.
As I get up from the floor and go to clean up, his fluid sticks to my inner thighs and I can’t help the small part of me that wishes that maybe we were making a baby. I keep the thought to myself though. I don’t want him to know I am reconsidering.
Just maybe Danny will change my mind.
I know I will enjoy letting him try.
Chapter 17
Sara
Going into the bathroom, I relieve my bladder and turn on the shower. Dinner was a bust, but for a good reason. Danny can’t say I didn’t try to feed him a proper dinner. He interrupted me. I’m not complaining though, that man loves me so good.
Once the water is heated to the perfect temperature, I step under the spray of the shower head enjoying the warmth.
A few minutes into my shower, Danny pokes his head around the curtain and pinches my butt.
“Haven’t you had enough?” I rub the tender spot. He doesn’t realize how strong his prosthetic fingers can be sometimes.
“I’ll be back in a few, I ordered a pizza.” He grins. “Give me a kiss.”
“Don’t be picking up any waitresses,” I tease.
He rolls his eyes and I plant a quick peck on his lips and return to washing my hair.
By the time I towel off and throw on one of his t-shirts, Danny is back and has the pizza set up on the coffee table with a movie ready to start on the TV.
“Do you have any plans tomorrow?” I shake my head. “I got a few prospects coming over tomorrow to unload the truck.”
“Okay. Sounds good. Do I get to boss them around?”
“Yup. Use and abuse them.” He chuckles and takes a bite of pizza.
I curl up next to him and grab a slice, putting it on a napkin so my fingers don’t get all greasy.
Danny presses play on the movie and I feel content.
Only thing missing is CT.
“I miss CT. I wonder if Cole would think about bringing him home early?”
“You might as well wait. It’s only a few days away. You need to get the house ready first too,” Danny reminds me.
“I know. I just wish he was with us. I haven’t been away from him other than a few days before our wedding. It’s been days.” I pout.
“I can think of ways to occupy your time.” He smirks.
I laugh. “Oh, I am sure you can.” I reach up the leg of his lounging shorts and grab his dick.
“Fuck,” he growls. “I swear you are going to be the death of me.” Leaning over he gives me a quick kiss, tasting of pepperoni.
Feeling naughty, I continue to rub and stroke his growing erection.
“You do crazy things to me, Sara. You know I’d do anything to protect you, don’t you?”
The serious tone he has makes me pause. “Am I in danger, Danny? Did something happen?”
“No. Nothing like that. Just wanted to remind you how much I love you.”
“I don’t need any reminders. But if you do…” I go down to the floor, on my knees between Danny and the coffee table.
Sliding his shorts over his hips, my eyes widen and my mouth waters as his glorious cock springs free. Licking my lips, I lean forward and take him in my mouth. Swirling my tongue along his shaft, I tease him.
A hiss of pleasure passes
through his lips, as his hands find their way to my hair, pushing my head down.
Danny bucks his hips, thrusting further into my mouth.
Then his burner phone goes off ruining the moment.
“Goddamn it,” he growls. “Don’t stop, Sara,” he orders.
I try to press on, but I am distracted by him answering the call and kind of annoyed.
“What happened?” He pauses. “Fuck.” He strokes the top of my head encouraging me. I feel as though I am competing for his attention right now and I don’t like it.
Popping him out of my mouth, I look up to see him glaring at me, but I don’t care.
I’m being silly, but I feel like if he has his dick in my mouth, nothing else should be able to capture his attention. I know the club comes first but, it is a blow to my ego.
I pull the t-shirt I am wearing over my head and sink down on him. His eyes go back in his head and he bites the knuckles of his good hand as he holds the phone to his ear with the other.
“Fuck me like you want to make a baby with me, husband,” I whisper in his unoccupied ear.
He growls and tosses the phone across the room.
I win.
Danny
My wife doesn’t play fair. My fucking dick is sore we have been fucking so much. Never thought I would find myself saying we’re having too much sex. I had better enjoy it now though, because I know once Cole drops CT off, he’ll be getting all of Sara’s affection and attention. I wouldn’t have it any other way though.
I left her early this morning to get ready for what I am about to do. Terror sent Amber over to help her unpack and I left three prospects for them to boss around. Uno has been whining like a little bitch because Stephanie is riding his ass about Sara flaunting MaryAnn in her face.
“Look, man. If your old lady has beef with Sara that’s between them. I’m not getting in the middle of a catfight. We got more important shit to handle right now.”
“She’s driving me fucking nuts. In my ear like a damn broken record.”
“You know what the cure for that is, don’t you?” Boogeyman says.
“No, what?” Uno replies.
“You shove your dick in her ass and make her scream. She’ll be too busy cumming on your cock to complain.” He grins as Uno shoves him toward the van.
“Yeah, right. You think that stuck up bitch will let him stick it in her ass?’ Terror laughs.
“That stuck up bitch is my wife,” Uno gripes.
“Yeah and we gave you our condolences, man,” Reaper adds on.
“Enough. Get in the van,” I tell them.
“You alright, Hades. You look like you’re walking crooked,” Boogeyman observes with a deep belly laugh.
“It’s all that damn newlywed sex, he’s having,” Cupid says, gripping my shoulder and giving me a shake.
“You jealous, C?” I kink my brow up as I get in the passenger seat of the van.
“Fuck you.”
“You’re not my type,” I razz.
“Goddamn, can we get on the road already,” Reaper shouts from the back of the van.
Cupid starts the van and we get on the road. It will take us a few hours to get to Nashville. I hope to fuck we don’t get pulled over with the way Cupid drives, swerving in and out of traffic like a fucking lunatic. I should have had Uno drive.
I’d like to see what kind of story he could come up with to explain why we are all dressed in black and in a van that has fake plates on it.
Dumb bastard.
Thankfully we reach our destination without incident and set up to scope the location out.
Zo Zo put a cleaning service decal on the van to help us blend in and not look so damn suspicious.
“Fuck me, college girls are hot. Makes me want to enroll in some classes,” Boogeyman jokes as a few girls come out of the house.
“You’re an idiot,” Uno says and punches him.
“Just horny.” He grins.
“Stupid and horny, just what we need when setting a sorority house on fire and kidnapping the occupants.”
Chapter 18
Danny
Its nightfall and we have moved to the alley, waiting for the lights to go out. The plan is to strike around two am. That way the girls should be good and asleep when we knock them out. We don’t need any witnesses.
We can’t have any fuck ups.
I check my watch. It’s go time if we are going to make this happen.
We file out of the van one by one, taking our time, making sure we aren’t seen. We are all wearing ski mask, but still we can’t be too cautious. Nothing can link this back to our club.
Nothing.
I make my way in and find my way to the fuse box and get started while the guys, start knocking the girls out and getting them to the van.
I shut off the power to the wires I need to tamper with. It doesn’t take long to fuck the wiring up and I repeat my actions until I have everything in place. I messed with the connectors to make it look like they weren’t properly installed. Next, I make my way upstairs to the bathroom that is directly over the basement and stop the sink and tub up, before turning the water on high in both. If my plan goes well, the water will eventually seep through and drip down through the walls and ceiling, making moisture seep into the breaker box. When the other girls start plugging their shit in in the morning to get ready, it will overheat the wires and with a little help from the flooding upstairs, it will catch fire.
I get back to the van just as Reaper is loading the last girl.
“How many did we get?”
I look to the back but am unable to get a head count.
“Eight,” Terror answers me.
“Close enough.”
Uno drives us to the warehouse, so we can put the girls in a holding cell Reaper and Boogeyman built to keep them in until we move them tomorrow.
Cupid, Boogeyman, and Reaper are staying at the warehouse to guard our cargo while Uno changes the plates on the van and gets it ready for tomorrow. He has to change out the decal and gas it up.
I’m going home to grab a shower and crawl in bed with my wife.
Sara
The prospects and Amber worked their asses off yesterday and they are coming back today to help me finish unpacking and getting the house baby proofed for CT.
I’m exhausted, and I don’t want to get out of bed. Danny however is up and getting ready to leave. Apparently, he has some club business to attend to.
I didn’t even feel him get in the bed last night. I’m not sure he has been to sleep.
Getting up, I go to the bathroom, wash my face, and brush my teeth.
I find him in the kitchen drinking coffee.
He already has his cut on and he’s trimmed his beard.
“Hey, did you even get any sleep last night?” I wrap my arm around his waist and take in the sexy scent of his leather and coffee.
“Bout two hours, I guess.” His voice is raspy.
“You need sleep.”
“I need to get on the road. I won’t be back till late. Zo Zo is supposed to drop your car off later. What are you getting into today? House looks good by the way.”
“Thanks. I thought about going over to the clubhouse with Amber after we finish up here and hanging with MaryAnn until you get back.”
“Make sure you wear your patch. Got a few members of the Born Sinners passing through this weekend. Don’t be drinking either. I don’t know when I’ll get back.”
“Okay.”
He kisses the top of my head and I flip the small kitchen TV on. The news is broadcasting something about a fire at a sorority house in Nashville.
“How awful,” I say more to myself as I read the caption at the bottom of the screen. Three girls died from smoke inhalation and several are being reported as missing.
I turn to pour myself a cup of coffee and Danny is frozen in place, watching the program.
I wave my hand in front of him. “Hey, you okay? You look like you have just seen a gh
ost.”
“Sorry.” He blinks. “Just tired.”
“Well you better rest up before tomorrow. CT will be here before you know it.” I grab a mug and get my caffeine fix.
“I’ll sleep when I’m dead.” He shoots me a smile, but it doesn’t quite reach his eyes.
I have a feeling there is more going on than he is letting on, but I am smart enough not to push.
As an old lady, I know there are times you have to pick your battles. I may be young, but I picked up a lot from watching Morgan and my brother.
“I gotta go. Give me a kiss.”
He gives me a small hug and a quick coffee flavored kiss before he is out the door.
Locking the door behind him, I finish my drink and go back to our bedroom to get dressed. I gotta say it feels good to have my clothes hanging in the closet.
Once I throw on a pair of leggings and a tank top, I put my hair in a bun and get started in the living room, putting out CT’s baby pictures.
It’s only been about a week since I have held him, but it feels like a lifetime ago. I can’t wait to kiss his cheeks and hear him call me Momma. I hate to think of the developments and milestones I may have missed this past week that we have been apart.
Morgan swears I haven’t missed a thing, but he’s growing so fast. I don’t want to miss a moment. Making the choice to be CT’s mom is the best thing I have ever done. He is so full of love and hope. He doesn’t know the bad his parents done, and I hope he never will. One day I know I will have to tell him that he is adopted but Danny and I haven’t really talked about how we will handle it when the time comes. I don’t want to lie to him, but I sure as hell don’t want to tell him what horrible people created him, because as long as I am breathing, CT won’t be like them. I will raise him to know right from wrong and Danny will show him what a real man is about. Just because he was bore from the sperm of a monster doesn’t mean he will be anything like his father or his crazy ass mother. Deep down I feel this way in my heart, but there is part of me that is scared for his future. What if I do all that I possibly can to give him a good life and instill him with morals and integrity and he still turns out bad somehow? I don’t have all the answers. I wish that I did.
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