Tucker bent down to slide his arm under my knees and lifted me into his arms. “Everyone else can stay as late as they want, but we’re done. It’s past time for us to celebrate by ourselves.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and laid my head against his shoulder. I couldn’t argue when he was giving me exactly what I wanted—just like he always did.
Epilogue
Tucker
6 years later
“Spread those legs wide, baby,” I commanded as I buried my face in my wife’s soaked pussy. My thumbs held her lips open, exposing her pink and swollen center, her little clit peeking out and begging for my mouth. I licked the hard bud, and Eva’s hips bucked up as she let out a little scream.
I slapped one ass cheek with the flat of my palm and growled, “Quiet, Eva-bear. If you wake the baby, I won’t be able to make you come.”
Eva whimpered, but I could tell that she was pressing her lips together, trying to contain her sounds of pleasure. “Good girl,” I praised softly before diving back in to lap at her cream. I fucking loved to hear my woman screaming my name, but it wasn’t something we could do with four little cock-blockers running around or sleeping one floor below.
She tensed, and her body began to shake. My eyes lifted in time to see her smash a pillow over her face, muffling her scream as she squirted into my mouth. I groaned as I drank every drop until her shudders subsided.
When she was limp and panting, I crawled up her body and wrapped her legs around me. I kissed her, swallowing her moan as she tasted herself on my lips. My hands cupped her tits—swollen from nursing our youngest baby—and squeezed them. Though it seemed impossible, I hardened even more when the white droplets beaded on her big, rosy red nipples. Groaning, I licked each tip before sucking one into my mouth as I slammed inside her. My balls slapped against her ass when I bottomed out, and I muttered, “Fuck. So damn tight.” Licking and nibbling her nipples, I began to move. Slow at first but quickly gaining speed as I felt my control fading away. Eva’s nails bit into the skin of my shoulders and she pressed her lips to my chest to keep from making noise.
The bed squeaked with the force of my thrusts, and if the headboard hadn’t been mounted to the wall, it would have been banging against it. That was a lesson we learned after our first baby was woken one too many times from the pounding.
“Harder, Tucker,” Eva breathed. “Fuck me harder.”
I pulled out and glared at Eva before flipping her to her stomach and lifting her ass in the air. The sharp crack of my hand meeting her ass was the only sound in the room besides our heavy breathing. I gently pushed Eva’s head down until her face was pressed into the mattress, containing her cries as I slapped each cheek until she was pink and her arousal was dripping down her thighs. Then I shoved my cock back into her heat, and the scream that ripped from her throat was barely audible, but loud enough to send fire racing down my spine, straight to my cock. I threw my head back and clenched my jaw to keep from roaring as I spilled inside her, filling her with my thick, heavy cream. I pumped in and out lazily, prolonging our orgasms as much as possible and watched my cock disappear and reappear covered in the sweet mix of our come. It was almost enough to have my slightly softened cock become rock hard again.
Eva collapsed, and I removed my hand from the back of her head so she could turn it to the side and breathe easier. “Holy cow,” she sighed. “When’s the last time we’ve gone this long during sex without an interruption?” A small laugh shook her shoulders and I chuckled along with her as I dropped down to rest beside her.
I gathered her into my arms and sighed. “I don’t know,” I answered. “But, it’s probably the last time I was able to hear you scream my name without a pillow or mattress muffling you.” The thought caused me to harden completely, and Eva wiggled a little when she felt my cock poking her ass. I gripped her hips and held her still. “Stop, baby. Unless you're ready to have my monster cock fucking your tight pussy again.” We’d gone three rounds already, and I’d ridden her hard. The flu had hit our kids, and it had been thirty-eight hours and seventeen minutes since I’d been inside my wife. I was backed up. “You’re already going to be sore in the morning,” I mumbled into her hair. “If I get inside you again, you might not be able to walk.”
She sighed and snuggled deeper into my embrace. “Worth it.”
I snickered and kissed her head. The alarm on my phone buzzed, and I glanced at the clock to see that it was midnight. Finally. I gently turned Eva onto her back and placed a soft kiss on her bee-stung lips. “Happy birthday, Eva-bear.”
Her face broke out into a bright smile, and she cupped her hands together, waiting expectantly. It was so fucking cute that I couldn’t contain my hearty laughter. My wife knew me well. I’d never been able to last past the first minute of her birthday before giving her a gift.
I gave her a confused glance and volleyed my eyes back and forth between her face and empty hands. “What? Is there something you want?” I teased.
She glared at me and poked me in the chest before holding out her hands once more. “Where’s my present?”
“Fuck, I love you.” I kissed her, and when I released her lips, she looked dazed for a moment, then the fog cleared, and she raised a single eyebrow. I laughed again while I reached over her to open the drawer in my nightstand.
“I love you too,” she replied. Then she wiggled her fingers. “Present.”
I dropped a flat, rectangular box into her waiting hands, and she beamed at me. “Speaking of screaming orgasms…” I said with a smirk.
Eva’s canted her head to the side and eyed me curiously before attacking the box. Inside were two plane tickets and a bill of sale. She lifted the bill of sale first, and her mouth formed a little O, her eyes growing wide. “You bought an island?” she shrieked before slapping a hand over her mouth.
“I decided that we needed a place of our own for a little ‘adult’ time,” I elucidated with a grin. “Somewhere you can be as loud as you want, and I won’t need to kill anyone for hearing what’s mine alone.” She rolled her eyes, but the smile on her face was blinding. I brushed her messy blond hair back from her face and kissed her tenderly. “My parents are taking the kids for a week. We’ll leave this afternoon.” I winked. “So you see, you might want to be able to walk tomorrow.”
Eva snickered and threw the box and its contents to the floor before flinging her arms around my neck. She kissed me with such raw passion that I was helpless to fight my growing need, and when she climbed onto my lap, lowering her hot, naked pussy onto my steel rod, my control snapped.
“Walking is overrated,” she panted a while later as I fell onto the bed beside her. My heart felt like it was going to beat right out of my chest. “You’ll be there to carry me.”
With my last ounce of energy, I curled myself around my wife and cuddled her close. “Always.”
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