“Yup.”
“What’s the occasion?” He removed my sandals. I was sure he wanted to get our lovefest underway because he was anxious to get back to Oli. I had never seen a man so enamored with his child. Not my dad, that was for sure. Dad worked long hours and was an elder in our church; my siblings and I hardly saw him.
“Well, today was the day you told me you loved me. The day we found out I was pregnant with Oli and the first day of the rest of our lives as a couple.”
Leo stared at me, and the love in his ocean-blue eyes made my heart flutter. “Baby, I feel like a chump for not remembering.” He sat beside me and cupped the back of my neck. “I love you, Red, more than anything, and the last twelve months have been the best of my life.”
“You’re not a chump. You are an incredibly hot, giving, and loving man. I’m so honored to be your wife. Honored you chose me.”
“Jesus”—he swallowed the emotion in his throat—“I’m the honored one.” His lips crushed mine and passion exploded between us.
We tore each other’s clothes off and Leo went straight for my pussy. Some men were breast men, but my guy was a pussy man. He could never get enough. Sometimes he only wanted to pleasure me and make me come. He certainly spoiled me in that regard.
Leo licked and sucked on my clit, taking me higher and higher with his talented tongue. I needed this… needed him with every fiber of my being. I loved being a mother, but I missed being the sexy, irresistible woman Leo fell in love with. Mostly, I missed him fucking me.
“Yes,” I moaned, writhing on the bed as he slipped one, then two fingers into me. He curled them, hitting just the right angle. I shot off like a rocket, screaming his name and gripping his shoulders.
“Fuck, Red. I’ve missed this.” He slurped me up and rubbed his nose in my curls. He was such a dirty bad boy, I loved it.
I knew he missed this just as much as I did. It seemed every time we thought we could have a leisurely lovemaking session, Oli would stir. Our times together had been reduced to quickies in the morning or during naptime. We even had sex while Oli was sleeping beside me once. But Leo had said,I can’t screw my wife with my son in the bed,so we didn’t do it again.He was such a good, responsible dad. I had made sure to suck him off later since he didn’t get his.
I panted, feeling lightheaded after my monster orgasm. Leo adjusted me on the bed and climbed on top of me. I smelled myself, and it made me burn for more of my sexy-as-fuck husband. I needed his cock deep inside me. I needed to be connected, one with him.
“You are so damn beautiful, Red. Every inch of you is perfect. A masterpiece.”
“Right. What about the stretchmarks our son gave me?”
He glowered down at me. I knew he didn’t like it when I complained about the small marks above my pubic hairline. But I wanted to rile him up so he’d fuck me good.
“Those are priceless badges, babe. You earned them. I love them.” He drove into me and nearly knocked the air out of me. I held onto his corded shoulders, preparing for a pounding. I was so damn excited about it too. It had been too long. “Do you hear me, Red?” His voice rumbled through my core as his massive body pinned me to the bed.
I bowed my back and closed my eyes. “Yes. Yes… I hear you.”
“I don’t think you do.” He pulled out and jackhammered into me with a mighty force. “Otherwise, you wouldn’t mention your stretchmarks. Let this be the last time, okay, Red?” He set a brutal pace, just how I liked it.
“Okay. I won’t complain if you promise to fuck me like this at least once a week.” I mewled and my voice carried.
Leo smirked, his blue eyes glittering like the ocean. “Do you hear yourself? You would scare Oli.” He exhaled a labored breath, keeping up his tempo.
“But. I. Like. This.” My toes curled and my thighs started to shake. “I’m close. God, I missed this…” I squeezed Leo’s cock with all my might and jumped off the climax cliff.
“Fuck, Red!” He screwed up his face as a growl left his lips.
“Leo,” I screamed and held onto him, kissing his neck through our release.
He stilled and grunted, capturing my lips and kissing me ardently. This man, he was my universe, my home, my bad boy surfer. He loved me completely, and I couldn’t have asked for a more exceptional husband or father. Leo Ashford was perfect for our little Oli and me.
“I love you, Red. Thank you for washing up on my beach like a magical mermaid and saving me.”
“You saved me.”
“We saved each other.”
The End