I shift my weight from foot to foot. Unable to stop sneaking glimpses of Ronni’s abundant cleavage. Her dress is slightly snug around her breasts, which are still plump from nursing. I want to free those perfect tits and cup them in my palms. Roughly thumb her rosy nipples. Take her from behind and see them jiggle with every cant of my hips. Make her eyes roll back when I hit that place inside her that makes her let go fully. Feel her squeeze around me like a vacuum seal when she…
My cock lengthens and I can't help but stifle a groan. It’s loud and inappropriate enough that Ronni glances up to catch me ogling her. Her gaze flicks up and down my body until she realizes my dilemma. Her eyes widen and dart back up to see me wince. The little minx winks. Licks those red lips. Scarcely suppresses a giggle.
Thepowerthis woman has over me. It’s utterly devastating. Exhilarating.
All-encompassing.
Digging my nails into my palms, I try to get a grip on myself. Do everything in my bag of tricks to stop all thoughts of ramming my cock into my wife when I should be paying attention to these feckin’ vows.
Wrinklygrannies. Wrinkly grannies. Wrinklygrannies.
Wrinklygrannies. Wrinkly grannies. Wrinklygrannies.
Doesn’tfeckin’ work.
The moment the ceremony is over, I hurry Ronni and the boys into a spare bedroom, claiming we need to feed them. Don’t bother to worry if the others believe me or not, considering the boys are sound asleep. The second the door shuts behind us, I position their carriers to face the sliding glass door.
Beautiful view of the garden, I justify to myself.
It's best not to contaminate their little minds with what I’m about to do to their ma. As an afterthought, I tuck their stuffed twin elephants under the straps. If they wake up, their toys might buy us a couple minutes of fucking before they start wailing.
Satisfied that my fatherly duties are fulfilled for the moment, I turn around. Growl at the sight of Veronica Mae Miller watching me with an expression that’s a mix of sex-kitten and doting mother. It’s all I can do not to rip off my shirt. Instead, I unbutton it swiftly but carefully. Set it on an oversized gray suede chair in the corner of the room. Prowl toward her like a panther.
“Mae,” I roar. Deep. Guttural. In a nanosecond, I free my aching cock and pump it root to tip as I move closer.
She backs up until her ass hits the bed. Looks around the room frantically. “Uh, Connor?Here?”
“Aye. Here. Now. Turn around and bend over. Lean on your elbows. Ass in the air.”
Sweet Jaysus, she does it. Even spreads her long, luscious legs, clad in high-heeled pumps, wider. I fling her floaty dress over her ass. Shove the tiny scrap of underwear to the side. Pinch her swollen pussy lips to find her soaking wet. Fill her to the hilt with one thrust.
“Oh. My. God,” Ronni whisper-yelps.
With no time for sweet nothings, I wrap my arms around her. Skim my hands down her arms and entwine her fingers with mine. I fold myself over her, blanketing her entire back. Still buried inside her, I whisper, “Is this okay, love?”
“Yessss,” she hisses and wiggles her sweet ass against my balls. “Unbelievable. Thank God I put my IUD back in. Ineedthis, baby. I missed this.”
What? We didn’t talk about her going back on birth control. If she’s protected, it certainly explains her renewed interest in sex with me today. I’m still inside her, debating whether we should talk this out before we fuck. Except, wee Connor has a singular priority. There’s no way he’ll allow me slip out of her plump, pink pussy when she’s squeezing my needy cock for dear life.
Not a feckin’ chance.
Buried in her wet heat, I forget everything but how sensational it feels to be inside my wife. I cover her entire mound with one hand. Flatten the heel and press so her clit is stimulated against my dick as I fuck her from behind. She grinds against me. I rut into her. Fast. Furious.
I’m nearly out of control.
Ronni’s mewling little moans grow louder. I cover her mouth with my free hand. Bury my face in her neck. Her pussy gushes around me when she goes over, unleashing a tremendous tickly, fluttery sensation up my shaft. One thrust and a jolt of electricity spreads throughout my lower stomach, intensifying into a blissful burst of joy through the tip of my cock.
I hold her tight against me as I overflow her with my come.
“Oh, shite, Mae. I’ve flooded you. Give me a second.” I pull up my slacks, which were bunched around my ankles, and grab a handful of tissues from the en suite.
As I delicately wipe all traces of me from her pussy and thighs, Ronni laughs and shakes her head. “Did we just get it on in the middle of Ty’s wedding? In Ty’shouse. All of them have to know what’s going on in here.”
“Aye, we did.” I smooth her dress down her heart-shaped ass. “I don’t give two shites. Truth be told, I blame the way your tits looked in that dress. I couldn’t feckin’ resist you.”
She swats at me playfully. “Once a perv. Always a perv.”
“Some of my favorite memories are of me fucking you proper before you’d head out withhimto some feckin’ red carpet BS.” I weave my fingers with hers and bring her knuckles up to my lips. Kiss each one as I stare into her soul.