by C. A Rose
Prowling toward her, I cover her mouth with my own, sweeping my tongue across her lips, earning a moan from her as her hands run up under my shirt and her nails scrape over my abs. Skimming my hands down her sides, I rip her dress up over her head.
“So perfect. Fuck, you’re perfect,” I say, cupping her breasts as my eyes roam over her naked body, which has gotten more beautiful with pregnancy.
“Carter,” she whimpers as I lift her against me so I can suck on her breast. Pulling at my shirt, I give her what she wants and place her on the ground, stripping out of my shirt and jeans quickly. I then duck my head and pull her breast into my mouth as my fingers slide between her legs, feeling she’s already dripping for me. Wrapping her hand around my cock, her hands slide up and down my shaft, making my vision blurry.
“Hey,” she pouts as I pull away.
“I’ll give it back to you,” I promise with a smirk, picking her up and carrying her out the door and through a large garden of tropical flowers.
“Someone might see us,” she protests, ducking her head when I walk out onto the sand of the beach.
“We’re all alone out here, just me, you, and the sun. No one will show up unless they want to die,” I assure her, gripping her ass in my hands and impaling her on my cock.
“Oh,” she moans and her head tilts back. Kissing her throat, I walk toward one of the three outdoor beds and sit with her in my lap as her cunt ripples around me.
“Feel how deep I am,” I say, rocking against her as my hand roams up her back and tangles in her hair. I nibble her bottom lip, her chin, and then I pull back on her hair, forcing her head backward while skimming my mouth down her neck and over her breasts, switching from one nipple to the other. She moans, and the heels of her feet dig into my back as she uses me for leverage. Lying back, I watch her pupils dilate as her hands come down on my chest and her hair falls forward around us like a curtain.
“Fuck,” I growl when her head tilts back toward the sun and her breasts bob in front of me as her hips swivel and dip. Fuck, I love this woman.
Lifting up, I open my mouth over hers and her tongue slides across mine. Growling, I hold down her hips as I raise mine in fast thrusts, watching her back arch and her hands move to hold onto her breasts, pulling her already tight nipples, which sends her hot, drenched cunt into overdrive as she milks my cock.
Waiting until she comes back to herself, I flip her to her knees and sink back into her as my hand roams around her waist, zeroing in on her clit. Her head flies back and a loud whimper leaves her mouth as my thrusts slow, but my fingers speed up, bringing her closer to the edge as my cock head runs over her g-spot while hitting the underside of my shaft just right.
“Do you want my cum, beautiful?” I ask, and her answer is a loud cry. Picking up speed, I pinch her clit, sending her over then thrust fast once...twice...then throw my head back and roar my release. Kissing her back, I pull out, watching my cum drip out of her and down her thighs. Gathering her limp body in my arms, I carry her toward the water. Wading out until we’re waist deep, I adjust her, wrapping her legs around my hips.
“It’s so beautiful,” she whispers, looking out at the ocean as the sun sets on the horizon.
She’s right, but nothing compares to the beauty that is Fern.
Epilogue
Carter
“Suck my cock, Fern, like a good little girl, and I’ll give you what you want,” I tell my beautiful wife, watching as my whole cock disappears into her mouth and down her throat. “Good girl,” I groan, petting lightly over the folds of her pussy, still not giving her what she craves. Hearing her moan and cry out around me, I finally give in and rim her pussy with one finger. “You’re such a good girl, baby.”
I moan, closing my eyes and leaning my head back. Without warning, she pushes me to my back and straddles my hips, impaling herself on me, screaming out as I fill her with every hard inch of my cock.
Bringing her forward toward my body roughly, I pull her arms behind her back and hold them with one hand, spanking her hard with the other.
“Did I say you could have my cock?” I ask her between spankings.
“No,” she moans, soaking me with her juices.
“You know you’re not supposed to get off on me spanking you,” I tell her, flipping her to her stomach and slamming into her.
“I know, but I need to come, and Gabby is going to be up any minute,” she reminds me about my daughter, the most beautiful little cockblocker in the whole world.
“I told you to get a nanny,” I gloat.
“I’m not letting someone else raise my child!” she shouts as I ram into her.
She isn’t lying. She hardly lets anyone hold our baby girl. Even I have a hard time getting Gabby from her, and I’m her father.
“I think it’s time for another one. What do you think about that?” I ask, feeling her come all over my cock. “I take that as a yes.” I fuck her harder until I’m filling her with so much cum that it’s dripping out of her.
“You really want another baby?” she asks, flopping down to her stomach and turning her head to look at me.
“Yes, I want three more.”
“Three more,” she repeats with wide eyes.
“I like you pregnant, and maybe if we have four, I can hold one every once in awhile.”
“I’m not that bad,” she pouts.
“Baby.” I shake my head, kissing her neck and smiling.
“I love her so much. I don’t want her to ever think I don’t love her,” she whispers.
“She knows you love her, baby,” I promise her gently. I know that finding out her mom didn’t actually leave her behind, but was killed, still effects her, but I also know our girl will never worry about the way her mom feels about her. She will always know how important she is to us. I love my family, and everyday, I’m thankful I had the balls to take Fern.
