It didn’t take me long to get the Castile brothers on my side. Maddox wanted to use the shit out of me. I have his home more locked down than Fort Knox at this point. He wants everything state of the art. Of course he wants it years before it even hits the market. He knows damn well that I can get my hands on that kind of security. Even my security isn’t as thick as his but my family sleeps under the same roof as me every night. I have security but nothing and no one is as good as I am at keeping them safe.
As for Cullen, he just found me interesting. I know he tried to pull a file on me but everything on it was blacked out. Pages upon pages with each line as unreadable as the last. It pissed him off. Once he realized how good Savannah and I were together, he never looked me up again. I have to hope I’ve gained his respect.
At the end of the day, it doesn’t matter. I had Caitlyn Castile on my side. She helped me pull off the wedding and get everyone there. If she was okay with me marrying her daughter everyone else better get on board. We pulled off my girl’s wedding with no problems.
I look around to see everyone enjoying their time together. I want to steal a moment alone with my wife while I can. I know we have people watching our two little ones. I stand, not saying a word, with her in my arms. She only holds me tighter, already knowing what I’m doing. When you have two little kids you get really good at taking advantage of every free moment you have together. I am going to capitalize on the break we have right now. She’s been perched in my lap for thirty minutes and my cock is done waiting. We’ve played the waiting game before. Once was enough for a lifetime. The only thing I’m waiting for is to see how many times I can get my wife to come in our short time period. I’m practically running to find any spot that’s out of sight of our family. Savannah is not helping by rubbing herself on me along the way.
“Hurry!” she demands, as if I’m not going as quick as humanly possible without making it noticeable what we are up to. She should try jogging with a hard-on.
Thank fuck she’s wearing a pretty little sundress today. Those are my last thoughts before I push through the pantry door, letting it fall closed behind us. We are desperate for each other. I immediately turn us around so that her back is pressed against the door. I snake my hand up her dress, push her panties to the side and begin to rub her pussy. Her head falls back and she lets out a moan.
“Did you wear this dress thinking about me fucking you in it, dollface?”
“Always.” She moves her hips, wanting me inside her.
“Take me out,” I tell her. She goes for my pants, freeing my cock. I give her what we both need, thrusting inside of her. She takes all of me. She was built to take me. She is my girl. My dollface. My wife. Hell, she is my fucking everything. I am merely a man who would give her anything she asks for just to be close enough to hear her breathe. Somehow I was lucky enough that she let me have more than that. She gave as good as she got and I will love her forever with everything I have.
The End