My Daddy is a Hero 3
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A snort of laughter came from Aidan and he joked, “I knew that kid was smart, but talking at two months old is monumental. I’d like to show you both Camp Lejeune.”
“Uh-huh.” Cherish was touching and tracing his body with her finger. She kissed his shoulder, biting the skin gently. Her finger roamed down his chest, down to his waist, and cupped his cock. She felt it jump in her grasp and begin to harden instantly. “How about we do this again? I think you forgot to kiss a spot.” She pointed to a patch of skin on her stomach with a wicked grin.
“Well, I don’t want to be rude and make the other parts of your body jealous,” he murmured.
His lips met hers and Cherish let the world fade away. They would head home tomorrow to their beautiful son and take turns holding him while they made plans for their lives. She couldn’t wait until Marcus was old enough to ask what his daddy did for a living. Cherish knew what her words would be. Your daddy is a soldier who protects his country and us. Marcus, your daddy is a hero.
The End