Once again, I throw myself at him, knocking him back a few feet. I nod and kiss him, muttering yes in a more than one language.Yes. Da. Qui. Si.Shepard laughs and sweeps me off my feet literally and figuratively, kissing me senseless.
Our kiss goes from sweet and sentimental to sinful in seconds. I moan into his mouth when I taste him, that sweet and minty tartness I never get enough of. I push at his clothes, and he nods, as if giving in to me. He always gives in to me and I know how lucky I am.
“I love you. I am going to marry you,” he rasps in fevered breaths as he pushes at my top and his fist grips and rips my leggings open, “and put a baby in you. Might have my little one in there now. Tomorrow or the day after, we will get married. I can’t wait long, babydoll,” he pants.
“Tomorrow. Can we do it tomorrow? I want to have your last name before a baby gets here,” I moan as he pushes me back on my new drafting board.
“Can do it tonight if I make a call or two,” he teases with a smirk.
Before I can answer, his mouth covers me and I close my eyes, arching to the hot wetness of his mouth. His hands grip my thighs and push them back as he lashes at my slit, circling my clit teasingly. Moaning, I cup the back of his head to hold him to me greedily, rubbing against his tongue.
“Shepard,” I moan, twisting beneath his mouth
“Tell me you love me while you come on my tongue,” he grunts, sucking noisily at my juices.
“I love you!” I shout as I do come, clawing at the back of his head as it rocks through me.
Still, he sucks and licks, his fingers coming to join the teasing. There are no words for the pleasure of his rough fingers rubbing at my G-spot as he sucks at my clit. I mutter sounds but no words can express the bliss. It’s euphoric. Nirvana. I pull at his thick hair as another orgasm tears from inside me, making me see bright, red stars in the darkroom.
Before I can recover, he is over me, pushing between my legs. Our eyes connect as he pushes inside me. The connection of our bodies is hot, perfection. The connection of all the rest of us, as we watch each other in the crimson light,that is everything. The everything he said he wanted from me—that before him I never knew I had to give.
Shepard is beautiful as he makes love to me, his body coiling with every thrust, his eyes locked on me, his muscles made to drive me to satisfaction. I sit up on the table, winding myself as tightly around him as I can, meeting him thrust for thrust.
“I love you. I am so in love with you,” I declare it with a smile that he returns.
“Good. But I love you more. Now, come here and hold on to me, babydoll. Let me put a baby in my bride-to-be.”
We laugh together and even if he doesn’t put a baby in me tonight, I know he won’t give up trying. And I hope he doesn’t.
I cannot wait to be bred by my lumberjack.
Epilogue
Shepard
One Year Later...
Watching my wife nurse our boy while pregnant with our little girl should not be so goddamn hot.
I mean, it’s a natural thing, and it should not turn me on. My wife is the best mother I have ever seen, giving her all to our babies from the moment we found out she was pregnant with Luka. Liliana will be here in three months, and I am glad our little girl will always have a big brother to look after her. If I have my way, she will have a whole bunch of brothers.
Getting my wife pregnant is my favorite thing to do. Well, besides watching herbepregnant and be a mother to our babies. But, yeah, getting her there is hands-down my favorite part.
I love seeing her perfect curvy body grow with my child. Her soft tits get bigger, softer, fuller, and when they start making milk, I am in heaven. I teased her once that I would be sucking on those babies when she was nursing. It was no tease. I get every drop of milk I can from those milk makers whenever she lets me go to town on them.
Being inside her while I suck at that sweet creamy milk is enough to make me come so hard, I black out. Maybe I have mommy issues. But watching her feed our son and knowing she will do the same with our little girl, it just turns me on. Once Luka goes down for his nap, I am tapping that sweet MILF ass.
“Stop thinking with your bottom brain, baby,” Sami teases as she rocks in her favorite chair, one I made her when she told me she was first pregnant.
“Hard to do when I have such a fuck-hot wife,” I tease her with a wink, going back to what I am supposed to be doing.
My hands are a mess with stain and sawdust but for good reason. Half a dozen photos of my beautiful pregnant wife litter the dining table. And frames I crafted wait to be filled with them. They will line the hall leading to our children’s room with all the others of our first year together.
Hopefully my wife keeps taking photos of us for the rest of forever.
“Daddy has a potty-mouth,” she says playfully, more to the baby than to me, before she grins at me, “and mommy loves that filthy mouth.”
Grunting, I turn back with a palm over my hard cock. I stroke it and laugh when her eyes watch every pass of my hand over my ten inches. Oh yeah, she’s getting all those inches when nap time comes.