Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 114467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 572(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
“A castle,” she answers me, and I go and sit behind my wife with my legs on the outside of her, and my face goes to her neck.
“Hi,” she says and turns her head to face me. “You didn’t go for long.”
“It was shorter than we thought,” I tell her and kiss her lips. “What have you been doing?”
“I’m trying to get them as much fresh air as possible so I can go to bed as soon as they do.”
“Are you still not feeling well?” I ask her and hug her tighter. “You should call the doctor. It’s been two weeks.” She doesn’t answer me; she just nods her head, and we spend the rest of the day outside where I chase the kids, and Zoe swings in the hammock.
I close Zara’s door softly so as not to wake her and then check in on Matt who is already fast asleep with the covers bunched around his feet. I walk down the hallway to our bedroom and hear the shower running. I walk into the bathroom and see Zoe sitting on the counter like she did when we first visited the house.
It’s one of the top reasons we bought the house. I grab my shirt and take it off and toss it in the basket in the corner. She looks at me as I walk in. “Are they sleeping?” she asks me, and I nod my head at her. I walk to her, and she opens her legs so I can stand between them. I push her cotton nightgown up. The little spaghetti strap falls to her arm, letting the top slip off the top of her breast past her nipple. My cock springs to action right away.
“I love this,” she says, touching the ink on my side. After we got engaged, I showed her that I added her name under the scripture and then added Matthew and then Zara. Her finger traces all the names. “Looks like there is space for one more,” she says, and then I see that she’s holding a pregnancy test in her hands. A bright pink “+” in the middle.
“Are you?” I ask her and then look up at her. “Are we?”
“We are,” she says, and I lift her up and bring her closer to the edge of the counter, her hands moving her night gown up and then taking out my cock. I slide into her, and we both moan.
“You’ve given me everything I could want,” I tell her as I make love to her. “And more.” She doesn’t say anything to me; she just tightens her legs around my hips.
“I love you,” she tells me as soon as I plant myself all the way into her. She goes over the ledge, and I follow her.
That night, when my eyes fly open, I turn to look over at the bedside clock and see it’s a little after six a.m. Our bedroom door opens, and I see little Zara come in wiping her eyes. “Daddy,” she says, her voice soft and angelic. “I sleep with you,” she says, and she climbs into bed with us. I tuck her into my side, and then just like that, my eyes close again. Gone are the days when I would get up and watch the sun come up. Gone are the heart palpitations that I got at the beginning. Now, my heart beats normally. In this crazy, wild life, I found my love.
The end