Page 24 of Hellos and Happily Ever Afters

“Fuck me,” I whispered, the cascading shudders had me fluttering around his still half-hard cock. It would soften, but the heat of his release was right there. Frankly, I loved having their cum in me. I loved how it felt when they came. I swore it made me come harder.

Placebo effect or whatever—it was something I craved every time.

Them. It was just them. They were perfect for me.

Light kisses showered my face and I finally opened my eyes to find Archie gazing down at me. “You said three, right?”

“I did.” I clenched around him and his lips compressed but he didn’t pull away. His cock was always so sensitive after he came. But he loved to feel me around him and I loved having him there. “You really delivered…maybe next time I’ll say four.”

It was an old joke, but his grin was worth it.

“Give me five minutes, Babe, then I’ll eat you out until you scream again.”

“Archie… you know it takes a while…”

“I know,” he said, his grin growing. “I’m hoping it takes all afternoon. I want to play with every inch of this body. Maybe even fuck your ass later if you’re up for it.”

I shivered, biting my lip.

“That looked very much like a yes please.” He nuzzled kisses to my jaw, then teased the whorls of my ear with his tongue before he whispered. “You want my cock everywhere, don’t you?”

“I could swallow your cock right now and suck on you like candy,” I promised. It was his turn to give a full body shudder, and it kind of felt like he went from half-hard to a little more firm. Oh that could be interesting… “You up for a bet?”

He raised his head. “Talk to me, Mrs. Standish, because you speak my dirty language…”

“You eat me, I suck you. Whoever comes first, we both win.”

Head tilted back and eyes closed, he looked like a man in prayer. “Best. Wife. Ever.”

I laughed and we both shuddered when he gave a gentle thrust with his hips.

“Does that mean you’re in, Mr. Standish?”

Eyes open, he stared at me with scorching heat. “Get ready to give those lips a workout, Mrs. Standish… because I plan to take a while…”

“Promises promises.” It was the tiniest of taunts, but he flipped us around and put a pillow under my hips and head for comfort before he teased his cock against my lips.

Yes, we were both going to win.

CHAPTER 6

BIRTHDAY BOYS

COOP

“Katie,” I said, getting my assistant’s attention. She was very focused on transcribing notes I’d dictated over the weekend. I tended to write up my own patient notes, but then I dictated the ones that we needed to share with other providers so she could update all the files at once.

She held up one finger then went back to typing at the speed of light. The woman was ridiculously fast. I used to think I had decent typing speed. Then I hired her and it seriously disabused me of the notion. I waited patiently until she hit enter with some finality.

Then she glanced up and took off her earbuds. “What’s up, Doc?”

I didn’t roll my eyes, but I did shake my head. She gave me the cheeky, unrepentant grin.

“Not a doctor,” I reminded her.

“But you have a doctorate,” she stated before leaning back in her chair. “While you’re not an MD, you are a PhD and you help people. Therefore—Doc.”

“I’m never winning this argument, am I?” Considering how many times we’d had it? I’d lost it a long time ago. Didn’t mean I wouldn’t keep fighting the good fight.

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