by Alexa Riley
“Yes, oh god, yes.” She throws herself in my arms and I feel her sniffle as I pick her up and swing her around. “I think I got cinnamon roll sugar on it. I can’t have something so nice.”
I laugh as I lean back and kiss her softly, but then I taste her and I’m immediately a starving madman.
“You like it?” I ask as I carry her back to the bedroom.
“I mean, I guess it’s okay?” she says, then squeals as I toss her over my shoulder and spank her on the ass.
When we get to the room, I shut the door and slide her down my body as I walk towards the bed. I sit down on the edge of it and have her straddle my lap.
“You love me,” I tell her as I push her dress up and play with the edge of her panties.
“Yes,” she says and bites her lips shyly. Fuck, she makes my dick hard with just one look.
“Say it,” I demand as I yank her panties to the side and pull my cock out.
“I love you,” she whispers, but it’s not enough.
“I’ve never had someone say that to me before,” I confess as I pull her closer to me and slide the tip of my cock through her wet lips. “And I’ve never said it to anyone.”
“Jensen,” she moans, sliding down my length, and I feel her pretty pussy stretch around my width. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too, bombshell. Now ride my cock and say it again.”
I lean back on my elbows as she works her hips back and forth until she’s seated all the way to the hilt. I’m big by all standards, and my cock is no exception. It takes her a second to get adjusted, but when she does she starts to move. Her little pussy has been worked over in the last twenty-four hours, but it’s not going to be over any time soon.
“That sweet little pussy can’t get enough.” I watch where we’re connected, and seeing my dick disappear inside of her is like God creating light. It’s like I’ve been blind my whole life until the day I met Sage. “You’re going to make me lose my nut.”
I reach out and graze her clit with my knuckle as she moves on top of me, and it makes her clench harder. Fuck, she’s too damn good for me, but I won’t let her go.
She says what I want to hear, and my cock swells every time “I love you” passes her lips. This might be new, but it’s real and nothing is ever going to change that.
“I bet you’re going to look so pretty as a bride carrying my baby down the aisle.” I rub my hand across her belly and hold it there while my thumb plays with her clit.
“Oh god, I’m cumming!” she gasps. She stops rocking and grinds down onto me.
I hold her there and sit up so there’s not an inch of space between us. I kiss her lips and whisper how much I love her as I empty my cock inside her warm, tight pussy. Everything in my life has led to this moment, and I’m grateful that she’s mine. I wasn’t planning on falling in love and making a family like this, but the second I laid eyes on her I knew it was the only path in front of me.
“You’ve ruined me,” I say as I fall back on the bed and take her with me. “I had plans to feed you.”
“We can have breakfast in bed,” she laughs, and I kiss her softly. “Just as soon as one of us can move enough to get up.”
“Maybe a nap first,” I say and then cuddle close to her and rub her back. Already she’s turning me into a new and better man. One that sleeps in and cuddles.
“What are you going to do about work, about traveling?” she asks as she rubs her hand across my chest.
“I can do my job anywhere you are. If you want to travel with me, we can see the world. Or we can get a house and make it our home. The world is ahead of us and the choice is yours.”
“I’m so thankful that we found each other,” she says as she sits up and looks at me.
“Me too, bombshell. Me too.”
Epilogue
Sage
Two months later…
“Jensen!” I squeak as he pushes me back into the bathroom. I pretend to sound shocked, but I have to hold back a giggle. I’m starting to think he has a thing for bathrooms, or maybe it’s just a thing for me.
I went too far this time and I knew it when I watched his jaw clench as we sat at the table together eating dinner. I barely missed him reaching for me as I jumped up from my chair and pretended I needed to go to the ladies’ room.
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and Mom talked us into staying with them for a few days. I should have said no since Jensen and I have a problem keeping our hands to ourselves. Things like this keep happening, but seeing my family with Jensen is what made me cave. I wanted him to spend a Christmas with his new family.
“You shouldn't tease me,” he grunts before his mouth is all over me. I don’t fight it because there’s never a point. Not that I would anyway, because I love everything about his dominating ways. It works for us and we learned quickly that everything about the two of us works. We fit perfectly together and some part of him always knows what I need before even I do. He gives me that and so much more.
“I wasn’t teasing you,” I say between kisses. I was teasing the waitress. It was shameless and wrong, but I couldn't help myself. She knew Jensen was mine and still she tried to catch his eye. I might have been a little bit more handsy than normal for what we do in public. Jensen is always touching me and he doesn’t care where we are.
“Your tits are practically falling out,” he growls.
His mouth trails down my neck and I know I’m going to have to wear a turtleneck tomorrow. Damn it. I have a light-up Christmas sweater I was going to wear. Jensen grazes his teeth along my cleavage and this time I’m the one who moans and all thoughts of the sweater leave my mind. This is worth it.
He bunches up my dress but pauses for a moment when he notices I don’t have underwear on.
“Bombshell.” His eyes snap up to mine. “You’ve been running around without panties?”
“Oops!” I feign innocence and he narrows his eyes.
His hard look only makes me wetter, and I’m anxious for the fucking he’s about to give me. He keeps ripping them off of me, so what was the point?
“Showing off your tits to the server.” His voice is clipped like he can’t even think the words, let alone say them. I don’t know if it’s from being turned on or being pissed. From the look in his eyes and his hardness pressed into my hip, I’m going with it being a mix of both.
“I was showing her I had you taken care of.” I know Jensen only wants me. The man barely takes his eyes off me and it’s only when he has to. But if anyone should understand the need to show everyone ownership, it’s him. He makes sure everyone who comes within a ten-mile radius knows I’m his. I’d even go as far as to say he’d have Mine or Property of Jensen tattooed on me, but that would mean someone else would have to touch me to do it and that’s not happening.
“No one sees this but me.” Jealousy flashes in his eyes. His fingers slide into my pussy and I throw my head back. “You’ve been a bad girl, bombshell. I shouldn't give you this, but you know I don’t like it when you don’t get what you want.”
“Please.” I push myself onto his hand, trying to get more of him.
“Be quiet. I bet that prick who works here is standing outside the bathroom door right now. He’s probably wishing he was me while he palms his dick and tries to hear those sweet sounds you make when I get you worked up.”
He’s talking about Nathan, who doesn't even come over to say hi to me anymore. I’d bet anything it’s because my husband said something to him. Oh god, why does thinking that someone out there might hear us make me even hotter?
“You’re going to be silent, aren’t you, bombshell?” I nod my head and clamp my lips tight.
Everyone in my family thinks it’s funny how Jensen acts around me while I pretend to be annoyed. I’m not sure why, because he knows I’m faking it and I love his jealous attention more than I should. He gets rough and demanding, then he loves me exactly how I want.
He gives me a cocky smile as his finger goes right f
or my clit. I whimper as I try not to make a sound. He grinds his cock against me and my core clenches, feeling empty.
“You’ll get that when we get home,” he says against my ear. “You’ll get it all night.”
I open my mouth and come undone. His lips fall onto mine and he kisses me to muffle the sounds of my pleasure. He eats them like I know he’s going to me eat me later because he can never get enough.
He keeps moving his fingers against me and draws out the ecstasy until he’s holding me upright so I don’t fall over. When the last of it rolls over me, my eyes lazily drift open and I let out a small sigh. He’s smiling at me and my heart warms.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he says, and my cheeks heat. God, I love this man. “How did I get so fucking lucky?” He shakes his head and kisses me one last time. “Let me get you together.”
I sigh again as I stand up on my own and he rights my skirt. He gives each of my breasts a kiss before buttoning my shirt back together.
“No leaving the house without underwear.” He gives me a warning look and desire begins to stir again.
I shrug. “I couldn’t find them. You’re the one who rushed us to move into the new house. I can’t find anything anymore.”
It’s true, but I don’t care. The last two months have been a whirlwind, and if anyone knew how quickly life could change it should be me. Still, it’s hard to wrap my mind around the life I have versus the one I had before Jensen. For the first time in a long time, I feel like I can breathe again. I might have a possessive, controlling husband, but only because I chose to. We fit together and I wouldn’t change a thing.
I’m a married woman and just found out I’m pregnant. It’s everything I’ve ever dreamed of and a life I’ve always wanted. I can’t wait to tell him tonight when we’re in bed and can celebrate. If being a husband is any indication, he’s going to be the best father in the world.
“Shall we?” he asks, holding out his hand for me.
I place mine in his and he kisses my knuckles before leading me out of the bathroom and back to the restaurant with our family. Nothing but beautiful, happy things are ahead of us and I can’t wait to begin our family.
Epilogue
Jensen
Five years later…
I feel my scowl deepen when Sage walks into the room and stops. Her hand immediately comes up to her mouth to cover her smile and I see her cheeks redden with delight behind her fingers.
“Daddy, your tea is getting cold,” Amelia sing-songs as she straightens her tiara.
I reach down and delicately grip the tiny teacup with my big fingers and slowly bring it to my mouth. I clench my jaw as Rose places another cookie on my plate.
Sage’s shoulders shake with silent laughter and I don’t know if it’s the fact that I’m wearing a tiara, too, or that I’m squatted down in this tiny chair next to a tiny table, which makes me look completely massive. But I’d do anything for my twin girls and that includes a tea party complete with tiaras. I might make faces the whole time, but only because it makes them giggle.
“I wanted a chocolate one,” I say, craning my neck to look down into the box she’s getting them from.
“Chocolate is for princesses with manners,” Amelia says, pointing to my pinky. “We’re trying to teach you, Daddy.”
I stick my pinky out and grumble as I eat the vanilla. I sip slowly then use the napkin just how they showed me when I’m finished.
“Great job!” Rose says excitedly and finally gives up the chocolate one.
Sage leans against the doorway as we play for bit longer. My legs are starting to fall asleep, but I know we don’t have much time.
“All right, princesses, it’s time for Daddy to go.”
Both the girls groan in protest, which pulls at my heart, but a second later Sophia and Gary come busting into the room and they forget about us. Grandma and Grandpa are rock stars to our kids, and my knees are thankful for the interruption.
“Pinkies up,” I say to Gary as I pat him on the back.
The two of them scoop up the girls and play with them as Sage and I sneak out. We’ve got tickets for a show tonight and need to get moving.
“You enjoyed that entirely too much,” I say as I grab my coat by the front door.
“It was sweet,” she says and puts her hands on my chest. “I’m just really thankful we had that security system installed that records everything in the play room.”
She’s smug as she leans up and kisses me on the chin before she spins around to walk out. It takes me a second to catch up with what she’s saying and realize what she could do with that video.
“You wouldn’t dare,” I say as I chase after her out into the garage.
She squeals and jumps in the truck, closing the door behind her. But before she can hit the lock, I yank it open. She’s laughing so hard, but I can’t help myself and I reach in and start tickling her. Tears are coming down her cheeks as I lean in the passenger seat and kiss her neck. My beard rubs against her soft skin there and suddenly her laughter turns into something else.
I taste her there and she’s warm and soft in my arms. Before I know what’s happening, she’s spreading her legs and I’m moving between them.
“Your parents are upstairs with the girls,” I whisper, unzipping my pants and taking my cock out. “Pull those panties to the side and be quiet. We’ve only got a second.”
“Make it count,” she moans when the tip of my cock demands entry.
She does as I ask and suddenly I’m sinking into her sticky heat. She’s tight and hot as I thrust in and out quickly. We’re both worked up, but I know exactly how and where to touch her to get her off.
She wraps her legs around my waist, and I rub my cock against her clit with every thrust. Her hips rock against me as together we work to make her cum.
“I can’t wait to see you wiggle in your seat all night because my cum is between your legs. It’s going to be so dark in that theater, I bet I can slip my fingers in here while no one is looking.”
Dirty talk is her favorite and now is no different. The thought of me fingerfucking her while we try not to get caught is just naughty enough to send her over the edge.
Sage cries out, but I clamp my hand over her mouth before it can echo through the garage. I grunt as I thrust all the way inside her and hold myself there, grinding against her, and I cum. I unload as waves of pleasure rock through me and the tight squeeze of her pussy pulls it all from me. I grit my teeth until the last drop is out and then I can finally relax.
“I can’t believe you mauled me like that,” she says, her voice still playful.
“Quit poking the bear,” I warn and kiss her softly, then pull my cock out.
“Never.” Her eyes are mischievous, and I have a feeling she’s going to be a handful tonight.
I put her panties back into place then buckle her up. When I walk around to the other side and get in, I lean over and kiss her again.
“I love you,” I say, because I never get tired of saying it.
“I love you too,” she replies, and I never get tired of hearing it either.
I never imagined that agreeing to go to Thanksgiving dinner would change my life forever. But the day I walked in and saw Sage in her underwear was something I’ll never forget. Mostly because I still get to see it every day, but because it’s burned into my brain. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on and I plan on taking advantage of her for the rest of our lives.
THE END!
Prologue
Brian
The day before Thanksgiving…
I watch Jensen leave my office to go to my apartment. I put my cell down and open up a new file on my computer to work on until my dad gets here. I’m going to meet the builder of one my new projects tonight and my dad needs to bring by the blueprints. He emailed them to me, but I like hard copies when starting a project. It gives me a place to start from and helps cement plans with the contractors.
The next time
I look down at my watch, I curse and call Sage. I told her I was bringing Jensen home, but I should let her know he’s on the way. Just as the phone starts to ring, my dad comes in the office with the plans in his hand. The call goes to voice mail, so I hang up and send Jensen a quick text.
“You sure you don’t mind taking these to the builder? I can do it, son,” my dad says, and I shake my head.
“Nah, it’s on the way home for me. You and Mom need to make sure tomorrow is ready to go.” I wink at him as I grab the plans and my bag. “I’m already doing my stomach exercises so I can eat at least three times.”
“I’ll tell your mom,” he says before he’s out the door and I’m following behind him.
My phone buzzes and it’s a text from Jensen telling me he’s there and so is Sage. I feel better at that. I wave goodbye to my dad and tell the cab driver my destination. I shoot a text to the builder and get one back immediately saying they’re waiting.
I roll my eyes because these guys are all the same. It’s a hurry up and wait mentality and it’s tiresome. I’m a workaholic and travel all the time to oversee projects I’ve got going on all over the country. I’m not one to take a break, but even I’m surprised the builder is working this late the day before a holiday. I guess it’s a good sign. I’ve never done a development with this company before. It’s one that Jensen found for me. He’s got a brilliant mind and I can’t begin to understand how it works. I just know he comes across as an asshole, which is why I’m the one that talks to the clients.
When the cab pulls up to the vacant lot, I get out and glance around at the chain-link fence.
“Leave the meter running. I’ll be back,” I tell him. I close the door and walk towards the gate.
I see a light in the distance and I think I see someone there, but it’s so dark out.
