Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
I gathered her up in a bear hug and kissed her temple. “I know.” There was never a doubt in my mind.
“Rush, you have to stop,” Faith moaned as I slid my lips up her neck to nibble on her ear. “My client needs this tomorrow.”
Even with two babies, Faith was kicking ass at her degree in interior design. I was so fucking proud of her, and I supported her in any way I could. She’d also snagged an apprenticeship with a very prestigious firm due to a recommendation from one of her teachers. They’d offered her a full-time job when she graduated, but she decided to go freelance so she could control her hours and workload, giving her the option when she was home with our kids. She still had a year to go, and already, she was building up a strong clientele.
Faith was standing at the kitchen counter, working on her laptop. I’d come up behind her, pressing my erect cock into her juicy ass while I splayed my hands over her still-flat belly.
I’d called her parents as soon as she left the station and asked them to keep the kids a little longer tonight. I left out that it was so we could properly celebrate the news that she was knocked up again.
“I really need to finish this.”
When I kissed a particularly sensitive spot, she melted back against me, and I grinned, knowing I was about to win.
“Seriously…” Her voice trailed off when I glided my hands up to cup her full tits. I lightly squeezed them, and she sucked in a harsh breath. “No fair,” she rasped, grinding her ass back against my dick.
“Never claimed to play fair, blue eyes,” I murmured. “You should have known this was coming, Faith. You came to me in the middle of my shift and told me you were carrying my baby again. You know how fucking hot that gets me, baby.”
Grabbing the front of her blouse with both hands, I ripped the sides away, sending buttons flying everywhere.
“You have to stop ruining my—oh! Oh, Rush!” Her question had become a cry of passion when I yanked down her bra and pinched her nipples.
“Why?” I countered in a teasing tone. “You can buy as many new ones as you want, and I get a kick out of it. Besides,”—I dropped one of my hands to the waistband of her skirt and shoved my hand down into her panties—“you can’t tell me it doesn’t turn you on, blue eyes.” My middle finger plunged into her soaking wet pussy, and she gasped, clenching her muscles and making my cock ache to be inside her. “Fucking drenched,” I muttered as I thrust the digit in and out a few times.
Suddenly, I released her, spun her around, and lifted her up onto the counter before moving to stand between her legs. I shoved her skirt up to her waist and brought her ass right to the edge. My mouth covered hers, and I kissed her as I pressed our groins together, locking her legs around my hips so my erection was snuggled up against her hot pussy. The heat bathed my cock, even through two layers of clothing.
Faith moaned and leaned forward, pillowing her tits against my chest. Her hands rested on my shoulders, but when I ended the kiss and bent my knees to bring myself eye level with her breasts, she tunneled them into my hair.
Cloudy white liquid beaded on the tips, and I licked each drop. Faith’s fingers clenched, pulling the strands of my hair hard enough to send tingles down my scalp that went straight to my dick. I palmed her delicious ass and held her in place as I took one milky nipple into my mouth. The sweet taste of her cream was enough to make my cock steadily leak, but I didn’t notice. I was too busy feasting on my wife’s breasts. She moaned and arched her back, pressing the globe deeper into my mouth. Eventually, I switched to the other side and gave it the same treatment.
“Rush! I need you inside me,” Faith panted, wiggling her hips.
Reluctantly, I released her slick bud and quickly freed my shaft before moving her panties to the side and slamming into her so deep, I was completely sheathed. “Fuck!” I yelled, fighting the need to come. I wanted her taste on my tongue, filling my mouth, while my cock filled her.
Gently, I urged her to lean back onto her elbows, then I bent over her and resumed drinking from her creamy tits while I plunged my cock into her heat over and over.
“Rush! Oh yes! Yes!”
One of my hands was on her ass, but the other glided over her skin to rest on her stomach. I was so fucking happy that Faith was pregnant again. So excited to add to our growing family. It fueled the heady sensations already bombarding me, making it nearly impossible to hold back my climax.