“What?”
“You heard me, Addison. For just one minute, I thought I was losing you. I’m going to do whatever it takes to make sure you stay.”
Epilogue
Tanner
Six weeks later
“Good morning, beautiful,” I mutter, looking up at her from between her legs as she releases a moan.
“Good morning, husband.” My finger pushes into her, stretching and coaxing her sweetness out onto my mouth. She reaches out and grabs my hair, running her fingers through it. I swipe my tongue over her heated slit until I reach her nub. I suck on that pleasure ball, and then I watch her come undone.
“Tanner,” she shouts, gripping my hair.
I eat her pussy every single morning since our wedding a week after Emmitt and Madison’s, and yet I’m tasting a sweeter difference that triggers a new thought in my head. I don’t know why it took so long for me to realize it. Slowly climbing up her body, I gently thrust my aching cock home.
“I love you, Tanner.”
“I love you, my sexy wife. It doesn’t take us long before I’m picking up the pace and Addison’s clinging to me. Whispering our adoration and passion, we both come hard.
As I collapse, I pull out of her and roll onto my back. “Is something wrong, Tanner?”
“Wrong? No. Everything is just right. I’m sorry it was faster than normal.”
“It was fabulous. You made me come twice in less than ten minutes. I don’t know if I’m just hornier or we’re getting better at this.”
“Or better yet, we’re both horny because you’re having my baby.”
“Oh my goodness, do you think so?”
“I’ve been eating your pussy every morning uninterrupted for the past six weeks. Unless you’re late, you’re having our little one.” She squeals and jumps out of bed, standing and fainting. I see it before I can reach her, sending her to the floor. I’m around the other side of the bed, picking her up and laying her on the bed. Her eyes open and she’s looking better. I exhale the breath I’d been holding and brush her hair out of her face. “I’m so damn sorry. Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. Sorry, I felt really dizzy, but I’m good now.”
“I’m calling the doctor just in case. Maybe that’s a good idea.”
I get a washcloth from the bathroom and bring it back wet to put on her head. “Do you need something to drink, eat?”
“I could use something to drink.”
“I’ll be right back.”
* * *
The day has been a massive roller coaster. My obsession is having my baby, but she tried to give me a heart attack by fainting. The doctor says that’s normal, but I’m not cool with that crazy shit. Now she’s resting in bed while I call my father. “Hey, dad.”
“What’s up, son? You’re calling me at an odd hour for you. Is everything okay?”
“I had to call off. Addison fainted on me today.”
“Shit, is she well?”
“Yes, you’re going to be a grandfather again.”
“What? Congratulations, son.”
“Thank you.”
“How’s Addison doing?”
“She’s better. The doctor said it was probably because she got up too fast. I’ve never felt so damn scared. I can’t lose her.”
“I understand, son. That’s why I think I married Emmitt’s mother in the first place. I thought I couldn’t live without your mother. Her death took me into a world of pain I could never get over. Never. Even to this day I miss her. She’s looking down on you and smiling. You were her precious boy.”
“I’m sorry, dad. I truly had no idea how profound this kind of love could be. Addison’s all I can think about. I have a hard time focusing like I used to do. I’m still running the business like it should be, but it’s not to my standards.”
“That’s good. You’ve found someone who can help loosen up your rigidity. She’s a great woman.”
“That she is. Although, it helps that she’s my personal assistant. I don’t like her working when she doesn’t have to work, but I love having her so close to me at any time of the day.”
“Tanner,” Addison calls out from our bedroom.
“Dad, I have to go.”
“Okay, son. I’ll talk to you later. I still expect you to bring your family here Sunday.”
“Of course.” I go see what my wife needs.
When I step into our bedroom, she’s sitting up against the middle of the headboard with the covers at her waist. Her long red hair frames her face and falls over her shoulders. She looks like a temptress and I’m turned on. “Addison, did you need something?”
“I need you to kick off your slippers and climb into bed with me. I need your arms around me, holding me like you love me.”
“That’s an easy request, Mrs. Bryant because my love for you is stronger than anything.” I kneel onto the bed and adjust us, so we’re laying down with her face on my chest and one leg over my legs. My arms are tightly around her. “I love you so much. The thought of losing you scared me today.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Tanner.” I’ll do everything to make sure she holds onto that promise.
Epilogue
Addison
Ten Years Later
“Mrs. Bryant, he’s busy, but you’re allowed to interrupt him. I’ll just go take my lunch.”
“Thanks, Graham.” I wink at Tanner’s male assistant. Grace’s ass was fired after the wedding when she tried to seduce Tanner. Nothing happened because my husband is so damn obtuse he had no idea that she was trying to be sexy, but I heard her talk to a friend on the phone on how she was finally taking her shot now that she was sure he wasn’t gay. I stood by the door as she put her best attempt at flirting which wasn’t bad, but Tanner’s not that guy. It was fun to watch him squirm even though I wanted to break her hands and face.
We had raunchy sex on his desk as he promised me that I’m the only one that gets that part of him. Hell, he has no idea how sexy that is when he lets go of that control, but I like to show him often.
Barging through the door, he’s on his computer in the middle of a conference call. His eyes are on me, but he’s still talking to the guy on the other end. I pout and slam the door closed.
He hits the mute button and says, “Addison what are you doing here?”
“I’m peeved at you, Mr. Bryant.”
“And?” he says with a look of indifference. “I’m on a call. Now if you can’t behave and wait your turn, I’m going to have to punish you.”
They ask him a question, so he hits the unmute button and says, “Four percent.” Damn he’s good. Now it’s my turn to make sure he can’t think at all. Muting it again, he crooks his finger at me. I move toward him, dropping my coat on the way. My body’s changed a lot over the past ten years, but my husband finds the extra fifteen pounds sexy. He presses the end call button. “I’ve had enough.”
“Knees, wife.”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Bryant, but I’m not in the mood to take orders from you.”
“Oh, let me fix that.” He stands up, his slacks tented, and he stalks around his desk to me. I’m shaking with need. Over the past ten years, my husband has grown even more dominant. If I fight him on anything, I get the heated warning that I’m going to be thoroughly fucked and begging for more. Even with three kids and a surprise fourth on the way, we can’t keep our hands off each other.
He stands in front of me. “Wife, what did I say? Take him out.” My pussy’s drenched. “You came barging into my office you must need something and I’m going to give it to you.” I bite my lip, getting so wet with every steely word that passes his clenched jaw. “Take him out.”
I run my hand over his bulge, watching the way he swallows hard. Then I skim the zipper, teasing him until I finally free his thick shaft from its confines. Dropping to my knees, I cup his balls with one hand and the other strokes his cock, pulling the bead of cum to the tip. My tongue does circles around the big boy. Sucking him
furiously until I can’t even breathe. His hand slides into my hair, holding it roughly while he stares down at the way I feast on him.
“Enough.” He lifts me off the floor, carrying me to the desk, kicking a chair out of the way, and then sliding everything off of the surface. His hands cup my ass under my dress, and he tears my panties right off of me, bringing them to his nose and breathing my desire in. “Mine.”
“Yours,” I whimper, needing the relief he can only bring. He thrusts into me hard and fast, kissing and sucking on my lips until I lean back, giving him access to my low cut dress.
“I love your tits.” He yanks the material down and sucks my taut nipple into his mouth while he grabs my ass and drills me. I cry out because they’re super sensitive and he shoots his load. I fly off with him, coming on his cock and all over his desk.
“Mrs. Bryant, you’re pregnant again, aren’t you?” He plucked at my breasts, causing the slightest bit of pain.
“That hurts you jerk,” I bite out, clenching my pussy in the process to drive him nuts.
“You love this jerk.”
“Yes I do. Take a half day and make love to me.”
“What about the kids?”
“Grandpa’s got them.”
“Then what are we doing wasting time here? It’s been a long time since I’ve fucked you in the Bahamas.”
“Bags are already in the limo, Mr. Bryant.”
“Did I ever tell you that you make one hell of a personal assistant?”
“Every single day.”
“Good, now clean up my desk while I close up shop before I spank your ass. I don’t want anyone touching your release.”
“Fine.” I go into the closet and grab his personal cleaning supplies and start rearranging his closet again. I feel his breath before I hear him. “God, you drive me nuts.”
“And you live for it.”
“That I do.”
Ten minutes later, I find myself over his shoulder with his suit jacket covering my ass as he carries me out of the building. I don’t know who’s more obsessed with who, but I love testing it out.
THE END
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