Loving February – The President’s Daughters Read Online M.K. Moore, ChaShiree M

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Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
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Just as I am about to suggest we go home and celebrate; the office door opens and in walks my brothers. “Oh, here she is. We were wondering where the most beautiful PA was.” I grumble as they begin flirting with her, but then I remember it is me she is marrying.

“She is in my office, saying yes to marrying me,” I tell them, pulling her into me so her back is on my chest.

“Holy shit.” They both say before coming to hug us both. “Congratulations, bro and little sis.” She smiles at them and then looks at me. I nod my head, and she turns back to them and gives them the rest of the news.

“It is a double congratulations. You both are going to be uncles.” They cheer and hug us again, and I can’t help but puff my chest out. I bred my woman and the minute she pops this one out and the doctor gives us the green light, I am putting another in her. She turns around and wraps her arms around my neck.

“I am the luckiest woman alive.” I kiss her nose and shake my head.

“No. I am the lucky one. I love you baby.” Forever.

EPILOGUE

FEBRUARY

ONE YEAR LATER

We got married in a very small ceremony in Kansas City. My moms and his brothers were the only ones at the ceremony. The reception was a different story. So many people came. It was like a huge block party. It was amazing. It was everything I wanted and so much more. Our honeymoon was in Ireland. It was a working honeymoon. Connall invested in an Irish whiskey company that was failing, but once that was done, we didn’t leave our bed for a solid week. It really was magical. Connall Junior, or baby CJ, was born a few months ago. The love I felt for him the second he was born was unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.

My life really has been amazing. We found more sisters and our father. My moms are still a bit pissy, but they got over it for the most part.

I just got the all-clear from my doctor during my lunch break appointment so I’m surprising Connall at the office. I’m not officially back at work, but my job really can be done from anywhere at any time, so I’ve been working from home through my maternity leave. He’s on a call when I enter his office. He looks up from his computer and smiles at me.

He’s speaking Japanese, so I know he’ll be awhile, but I’m a greedy girl, and I can’t wait. I move toward his desk, dropping to my knees and crawling under it. His words falter a bit as I open his pants and pull his cock out, but he recovers just before I put him in my mouth. He says something that I definitely don’t understand, then hangs up the phone.

“Babe?”

“I’ve missed you,” I say, standing up and sitting down on his desk in front of him. I spread my legs wide.

“You’re not wearing any panties, wife.”

“Oops. I knew I forgot something.”

“Bad girl,” he says, kissing my inner thighs.

“Very bad,” I say, nodding. “I should be punished.”

“Hmmm,” he murmurs before running his tongue up my slit. I moan, throwing my head back.

He jumps up, letting his pants fall. He drives into me. It’s been six long weeks, but it feels so good.

“Connall,” I cry out.

“So tight. So wet. You really did miss my cock didn’t you?”

“You know I did, baby,” I cry out, already so close.

“Come for me, Feb. Then I’ll take you home and fuck you in our bed.”

“Yessss,” I cry out as my release floods him. My pussy clenches as he fills me.

He drops down on top of me, peppering kisses all over me.

“I love you, February.”

“I love you too,” I say, kissing him again.

All those times I imagined this life with him and the damn if the real thing isn’t better.

EPILOGUE

CONNALL

FIVE YEARS LATER

Six years and five kids later, I’m more in love with my wife than I was before. How could I not be? She’s everything I ever wanted and more. Every day, I learn something new about her and I can’t get enough of her.

“That’s it, babe. Give me that cream,” I groan as I fuck my beautiful wife. I will never, ever get tired of this. I could be five minutes from death, and I’ll need one more hit from her sweet cunt.

“Conall, harder. Please. Give me more,” she demands. Her legs are wrapped around my waist, and her nails are digging into my shirt; I’m surprised she hasn’t ripped it. I fuck her harder and harder. Doesn’t she know that I’ll do anything for her? Including a quick fuck in the backseat of a car? Anything. Anytime. Anywhere.

“Come for me,” I shout, rubbing her clit to bring her off faster.



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