Her wriggling became more erratic, and as soon as I dropped my thumb to her swollen button, She started going crazy. “Harder, please,” she moaned, her eyes wide and pleading.
“No.”
She stuck her lip out, pouting. I caught it between my teeth gently, but she retaliated by wrapping her legs around my waist, rocking up against me faster. I knew precisely what she was doing, and didn’t want to stop her.
“Are you misbehaving?” I growled.
She nodded, right on the verge of laughing as she fluttered her eyelashes at me. “Your naughty kitten needs you.”
My mouth fell to her ear. “Tell me.”
I loved that she was still a bit shy, and could barely whisper the words. But she always did. “Please… I need you to fuck me hard and fast. Let me feel it.”
“Feel what?”
“My gorgeous husband’s cock.”
She always knew exactly how to push my buttons. “Arms around my neck,” I ordered.
As soon as she was holding on, I scooped my free arm under her shoulders while massaging her clit faster.
She gripped me so hard it almost stung, and I began to grind into her. Each deep thrust made her moan, as her pussy tightened around me. The air around us nearly crackled, like just before lightning struck. I could feel her body beginning to tense, shift, as her breathing became irregular.
“I love you, kitten.”
Her mouth fell open to say it back, then her entire body seized, the climax rattling through her as her gasping cries took over.
Her perky breasts were bouncing, her face flushed as her snug pussy gripped me tightly. But it was her eyes that did me in, as they always did. Such beautiful warmth, that clearly said she was all mine.
Her hands slid down to grip my chest, her hips swiveling as she tried to pull me deeper. I exploded with a roar, pounding her so hard, so deep, as she moaned with pleasure.
“Yes... Oh Ray,” she cried, yanking my mouth to hers as we kissed frantically, then slower and slower as we stilled.
As we caught our breath, she said, “I was going to tell you that I love you too, but you sort of knocked the wind out of me.”
I chuckled, then shook my head. “Gentle, from now on.”
“Hell, no. I’ll let you calm down for the last few months, but don’t you dare hold out on me until then.”
“I’m sorry, remember our deal?” I tried to growl sternly while holding back a smirk. “Who is in charge in the bedroom here?”
Her nose crinkled as she laughed. My amazing girl knew full well that she was in charge at all times, no matter what games we pla
yed, and no matter what happened. My job was simply to care for her, please her, and give her everything she wanted.
Kissing her gently, I slid down to kiss her lower belly. “Hey, little buddy," I whispered, “I’m going to go make dinner for your mommy now, but we’re going to have a chat later about your behavior, so you understand that you and I have to be a team, and take care of our kitten at all times.”
Kate sat up, throwing her arms around me. “You’re going to be the best Dad.”
I smiled, kissing her nose. She had told me many times that I was the best husband, but that was only because I really listened to everything she needed. If I followed that strategy for being a father, I had a good feeling that things were going to turn out perfectly.
EPILOGUE TWO
* Kate *
*** Six Years Later ***
Six whole years since we’d made the pact to really start looking for nice boyfriends. Five weddings full of laughter and happy tears, and some serious bridesmaid dress negotiations. Four new mothers, terrified and hopeful.