Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“Are you juicy for my cock, wife?” I growl.
Her finger slides into her heat, and she nods. “So wet.”
Unable to keep up the game any longer, I fling open the glass and prowl into the steam after her. As soon as my hands find her hips, she practically launches herself at me, attacking my mouth with hers. I grip her ass, lifting her light body and impaling her on my cock. Her moan is music to my damn ears. Leaning her against the tile, I drive into her over and over again, claiming this gorgeous woman as mine.
“Lucca,” she moans. “Oh God.”
“Tell me what I want to hear, Breezy. Scream it.”
“I love you!”
Damn right.
Sucking on her bottom lip, I reach between us to give her clit a few firm circles, taking her right to the edge where she belongs. I whisper that I love her too and pinch her clit just right. My girl orgasms long and hard until she milks my own release from me. I thrust a few more times until I’m spent and drained. Our kisses become sweet and adoring.
“I have good news, Mrs. Russo,” I tell her, pulling away slightly so I can see her face.
“Me too, Mr. Russo.” She tugs her lip between her teeth in a way that has my cock jolting despite just coming inside her.
“You first.”
“Nope, this is your show,” she says with a smile. “I’ll tell you mine after.”
“Jake’s expanding. He wants to open a new shop next year.”
Her brows pinch together. “Are you leaving?”
“Never again, baby. Never again.” I lean my forehead against hers. “Jake’s going to leave to go launch that one, but he needs someone responsible and capable to manage this shop. By then, I’ll be a full-time artist. He said if all goes well, he’ll give me the option to buy it from him. With the money from the sale of Dad’s bar to Sofina and my bar owning experience, I think I can do this. I want to do this.”
“I know you can do this,” she assures me. “You’re the most amazing man I know.”
We kiss again until she’s breathless. I pull away, and her whine makes me chuckle.
“You can sex me up later, Breezy. What’s your news?”
“I may need to put off my teaching job for another year.” Her eyes are bright and twinkling. “Another opportunity—one I’ve wanted for a while—has come along.”
“What is it?”
She looks down between us. “Our recklessness has caught up with us again.” Her smile makes my heart squeeze in my chest.
“No,” I choke out. “No fucking way.”
“You have super sperm,” she sasses.
I laugh and kiss her hard. “You’re kidding me. I’m going to be a daddy again? Christian is going to have a sibling?”
Holy fucking shit.
She nods, tears welling in her eyes. “Are you happy?”
“I’m fucking over the moon, baby. We’re going to have another baby!”
I’m hard and eager to celebrate the best news ever. I fuck my wife until the water grows icy cold, then carry her out of the shower while she’s still on my dick. Just before she comes, I slide her off my dick and flip her around to face the mirror. I grip a handful of her dark hair and bend her over the counter.
“Watch me, Breezy. Watch me fuck you. I want you to see what I see every damn day. The most beautiful woman in the world. My woman. The best mother ever. Gorgeous as fuck. I love you so much, it fucking hurts sometimes.” I push my cock back into her hot body, loving the way her eyes flutter closed. “Open them, wife.”
Her eyes pop open and she watches me as I fuck her hard. Full tits that seem even bigger than usual bounce wildly as I own her wet body. Soon, she’ll swell with my child and make me impossibly happier. From this angle, I am able to bring her to climax quickly as my dick hits her G-spot, turning her into a madwoman. Each one of my piercings rubs against her, two of them rotating on hitting the most sensitive spot with each thrust. She cries out and comes hard, drawing my own climax from me. Once we’re wrung out, I slide out of her and set to drying off my shivering woman.
She dresses in a pair of my sweats and one of my hoodies, making my inner caveman growl like a fucking beast. I throw on a pair of gym shorts. We don’t even make it to the bed before I’m kissing her again in a claiming way. Now that she’s pregnant, I don’t want her to walk anywhere. I’ll just carry her to all the places.