Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24995 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24995 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
“This isn't what it looks like.” Right now she only sees me. Her eyebrows raise.
“I’m still getting paid, right?” the woman behind me asks. One of Kinley’s hands goes to her mouth while the other goes to her belly.
I’ve still got my back to the woman. I refuse to turn around and look at her.
“You’ll have to ask the person that hired you that question.”
My wife lifts her chin.
“She told me he would pay.”
“Is this ‘she’ named Linda Cole?”
“Yes.” I hear the woman shuffling around behind me.
“Wallet.” Kinley holds her hand out to me. I give her my wallet. She pulls out some hundreds before handing it back to me. “Here.”
“Oh wow. Thanks,” I hear the strange woman say a moment before she’s hurrying past me. She finishes putting her clothes back on as she leaves the room. Kinley drops down on the bench in front of the bed.
“I can’t believe she’d go this far.” She lets out a small sniffle. “Kennedy kept telling me to let her go. I guess I had to learn that lesson on my own.” I scoop her up and put her into my lap. Like always, she buries her face in my neck.
“Some lessons have to be learned. They can't be taught.” I feel her nod her head.
“Deep down I knew you’d never really cheat on me, but these past few weeks you’ve been—”
I cut her off. “A dumb ass.”
She lets out a small giggle.
“Let's get out of here. I want to take my wife home so I can ravish her properly.” I would do it here, but that woman was on the bed, and her perfume still lingers in the room. I want her home and in our bed.
It doesn't take me long to get my wife home. We are all over each other in the elevator. I’m thinking about forbidding her from ever wearing pants with buttons on them again. The elevator dings on our floor. I lift her from her feet.
Her legs wrap around me as I keep kissing her as we head to the bed. I place her down on the bed, and she starts pulling off all her clothes. I stand there for a moment just watching her, wondering how the hell I got so lucky in life.
“Luke!” she snips at me. I follow suit, pulling off my clothes before coming down over her.
“I’ve been a shit husband.”
She giggles. “You have not.”
I nip her neck. Fuck, I love the way she tastes. I usually wake her with my mouth between her legs and put her to bed the same way. I start to go down her body, but her nails dig into my shoulders and her legs wrap around me.
“I’m saying this in the nicest way that I can. I’m sick of your mouth.”
This time it’s me who barks out a laugh. My cock brushes against her pussy, and I can feel she is soaked for me already. I put my hand between us, guiding my cock inside of her. We both groan at the same time.
“I love when I can feel you everywhere,” she says. Fuck me. Her words pull at my heart. I start off with a small thrust. My mouth goes to hers as I kiss her. My thrusts grow harder. I can’t last much longer. It’s been too long. I slip my hand between us, finding her clit. Her pussy clamps down around me. It has both of us going off together.
I never knew pleasure as great as this existed until Kinley. I roll us. My cock never leaves her pussy. She lies on my chest. We’re both trying to catch our breath.
“I love you,” I tell her as I run my hands up and down her smooth skin. She always feels so soft. She kisses the center of my chest over my heart.
“I love you too.” She pushes on my chest until she’s in the position she wants. I was already half hard, but now my dick is fully erect as it slides deeper inside of her. “I’m not done with you.” She rocks her hips. Her nails dig into my chest.
“You’ll never be done with me.” A smile spreads across her swollen lips. I grip her hip, my fingers digging into her. “You’re all mine.” She keeps rocking her hips. She’s taking what belongs to her too. Not only tonight but forever.
Epilogue
Months later
“It’s not fair you get to have the twins tomorrow.” My sister pouts. She looks as though she’s ready to pop any day. With twins we’re taught things are a little different. My due date was planned. In fact, that is why Kennedy and I are here at her place shoving our faces with food.
The doctor told me I couldn't eat past midnight tonight, so I have to try to get as much in as possible now. That woman must be crazy! How am I supposed to go without my morning cinnamon bagel? I have to have one every morning. So do the twins. They get pissy and start kicking around when they don’t get it. Well, that’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.