Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 56603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Ewan looked at me frantically, and I glared. No way was he making me the bad guy here. Big, fat crocodile tears slipped down Carson’s chubby cheeks, and Ewan’s eyes became pleading. He had a hard time handling tears from me or his son.
I shook my head, gave Carson a kiss, and whispered that I loved him. Then I sauntered back to the bed and slid under the covers. I removed my panties and dropped them to the floor next to me, giving Ewan a naughty smile. His eyes went wide, and when the nightgown joined the panties, he spun around and stalked out of our room and into Carson’s right next door. The monitor was on, and I giggled as Ewan spoke to his son. “You’ll understand when you are much, much older, son. But I need you to go to sleep so Daddy can have some alone time to make you a little brother or sister.”
Carson continued to whimper for a minute, then he slowly quieted, and I could just picture my sexy husband cuddling our son and rocking him to sleep.
A few minutes later, he prowled back into our room and shut and locked the door. He looked predatory as he approached the bed, and it sent a shiver down my spine.
“That was very naughty, wife,” he growled. He put a knee on the bed and leaned over me, putting a hand on the mattress on either side of my head. “Are you trying to get spanked?”
I winked and ran my fingers down his naked chest and into his pants to wrap around his cock. He groaned and glared at me. “I can’t punish you like I want tonight, so I’m just going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to move without feeling me tomorrow. But Carson’s with Jaelyn tomorrow night, and you, my wicked little wife, are going to find yourself locked up with a red ass before you suck my cock to make this up to me.”
I licked my lips and tried to look as though everything he said wasn’t making me drenched between my legs.
After following through with all his promises that night and the next, he pulled me into his arms and feathered kisses over my shoulder. “Is it everything you dreamed of?” he asked quietly.
“What?”
He leaned up on his elbow and stared down at me with a loving smile. I was surprised to see the hint of nervousness lurking in his eyes. “Your happily ever after. Is it what you dreamed it would be?”
I grabbed his head and pulled him down for a deep kiss, then smiled with all my love for him shining through. “It’s beyond my wildest dreams. And every day, I’m amazed at how I keep getting even happier.”
Fired Up
Fiona Davenport
1
Rand
I grinned at my friend Ewan as he stepped up to the plate. He smirked back at me and took his batting stance. My team was up two runs, and I was confident we’d keep our lead even with Ewan, their best hitter, up to bat.
My fire station, Ladder Co. 45, was leading the softball league, and if we beat the 99th Precinct, we’d go on to the playoffs. On top of that, I bet Ewan two hundred bucks that we’d kick his team’s ass.
I lifted my arms in the air and slowly brought them down into position as I shifted onto my back foot. The ball sailed right by Ewan, and I pumped my fist when the ump called a strike.
We got ready for the next pitch, and I focused on the strike zone. Normally, nothing could break my concentration, but to my shock, I felt a strong pull, as though being attracted to a magnet. My eyes darted behind the ump to the seats right behind home. Since I was already wound up, I couldn’t stop the momentum, and I let the ball fly right as my gaze landed on the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my life.
There was silence around me, and I barely noticed as I looked the goddess up and down. She was average height with wavy hair that shimmered in different shades of brown and hung to just below her shoulder blades. I couldn’t see her eyes, but her face was oval with a cute nose and plump lips meant for kissing. Her body was lean, but she still had mouthwatering curves. Large tits, a sweet swell at her hips, and when she turned around, I had to swallow hard at the sight of her perfect, round ass.
“Eyes on the prize, Rand!” someone shouted. I wanted to respond that they already were, but I was jostled from my perusal when a ball hit me in the arm.
I shook my head to clear the fog and bent to pick up the softball. When I straightened, Ewan was staring at me with an expression that seemed to say, “What the fuck is going on with you?” I just shrugged in response.