Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80660 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80660 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“Please,” she murmured as his hand cupped her. “Please touch me everywhere. I miss this so much.”
He kissed his way down her neck, her skin so familiar and yet always so exciting to him. This was his true home. This woman. They could be anywhere in the world and as long as he was with her, he was home.
He leaned over and gently captured that pert nipple between his lips. He was careful with her, licking around the areola before sucking it into his mouth. Charlie shook in his arms, her hands finding his hair and fingernails scratching along his scalp. He fucking loved that. He pulled on her clothes until she was bare from the waist up and he got those breasts in his hands. He dropped to his knees and began to drag the voluminous cotton skirt she wore over her big belly.
“You’re sure it’s not horrible?” She stared down at him.
She might still get a spanking. He dragged on the skirt until it hit the floor and then ran his hands over the outrageous curve of her stomach, smiling when something kicked back at him. His girls. They weren’t calm or patient. They wriggled around as though anxious to get this life going. He kissed her belly. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world, and for that I’m putting you on the human hamster wheel. No talking shit about my property.”
She was his and no one talked shit about his queen. Not even his queen.
He gently eased her back on his desk, his hand running down between her legs. He could already smell her arousal. Sweetest damn smell in the world. His fingers found her, parting her and playing through her labia. So hot. She was already wet for him.
Charlie spread her legs for him. She was supported by his desk, her palms flat behind her so she leaned back to where she could get comfy. Yeah, he could work with this position. He circled her clit.
“Hamster wheel?” Her voice came out in a breathy pant. “You can’t be serious.”
Oh, he was serious. “Top of the line. And after you’re through breast feeding, I’ll trade out the little water bottle for vodka.”
She threw her head back and laughed, the sound sweet to his ears. Like everything his wife did, she laughed with great enthusiasm. She moaned as she tilted her pelvis up. “That feels so good. And you’re insane if you think I’m running on a hamster wheel. Hey, maybe we should get one for the girls. If they’re anything like their cousin, they’ll be rambunctious. Carys is a little ball of energy. We can let them run on the hamster wheel for a couple of hours a day and then they’ll sleep.”
And she matched him for deviousness. “Done, baby. I knew Sean was too easy on that kid. He lets her play with Aidan and Tristan. He’s asking for her to get involved in some weird ménage thing.”
“Yes, right there. Oh, right there.” Her head dropped back. “And you have to go easy on the boys. They’re infants. They’re not trying anything.”
He wasn’t so sure, but he would keep his own counsel on that one. And he was definitely watching the boys in his daughters’ playgroup. He might even have a little man to baby talk with all of them so those boys knew the lay of the land. Charlie had liberal ideas about how girls should be raised. He was thinking about going old school and locking them in a very nice cloister for the first forty years or so.
She was close, but Ian liked to tease. He withdrew his hand.
His wife’s head came up, those gorgeous eyes flaring. “Ian!”
He was ahead of her. He lined his cock up and started to work his way in. He spread her wide but kept the penetration shallow. In another two months or so he would take her hard and plunge deep, but he was careful now. “I’ll give you what you need, baby.”
He found her clit again and pressed down as he thrust inside her.
Something kicked him hard, a sure sign that those girls were going to make his sex life very difficult. Luckily, he didn’t let anything get to him when he was fucking. They could kick all they liked. This was his time.
Charlie tightened around him, but he was ready. She responded so easily to him, as though she was always primed to take pleasure from him. He set a steady rhythm and watched as her breasts bounced as she moved against him, trying to force him in deeper. It wouldn’t work. He controlled this, but he liked to watch her fight for her orgasm. He pressed hard again, the pad of his thumb tight to her clit, and she flushed. Charlie’s body tightened and her eyes went soft. She called out his name and squeezed him tight.