Page 16 of Curvy Girl for the Boss

Zander.

epilogue

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Three years later

Zander

I closethe door to my office, locking it behind me with a satisfying click. Chrissy stands before me, her curves hugged by that sinful black dress I love so much. Even after three years of marriage, the hunger for her only grows stronger each day.

"Mr. Shaw," she purrs, running a manicured finger down my chest. "You wanted to see me?"

I grab her wrist, pulling her flush against me. "Always, Mrs. Shaw. I'll never get enough of you."

My hands roam her body possessively as I claim her mouth in a searing kiss. She melts into me, soft and pliant, her desire matching my own. I lift her onto my desk, shoving aside papers and pens. Nothing else matters when I have my wife in my arms.

I hike up her dress, revealing silky thighs and lacy panties. "You're so sexy, baby. I want to fill this sweet pussy with my cum. Put my baby in your belly."

She moans as I rub her through the damp fabric. "Yes, Zander. I want that too. Want to carry your child."

I nearly rip her panties in my haste to remove them. She helps me unbuckle my belt and release my aching cock. I position myself at her entrance, teasing her slick folds. "Tell me you're mine, Chrissy. Forever."

"I'm yours," she breathes. "Only yours. Always."

With a powerful thrust, I bury myself deep inside her welcoming heat. She cries out in pleasure, nails digging into my shoulders. I set a relentless pace, driven by an all-consuming need to claim my wife.

Chrissy's face is flushed, eyes glazed with passion as I take her on my desk. Her hands clutch at me desperately, urging me deeper. I can never resist her, this gorgeous woman who owns my heart so completely.

"That's it, baby," I grunt, pounding into her willing body. "Take my cock. Gonna fill this pussy so full."

She whimpers and writhes beneath me, lost to the pleasure. I feel her walls start to flutter around my shaft and I know she's close. I reach between us, finding her swollen clit. I rub firm circles and she shatters with a keening cry.

"Zander! Oh god, yes!"

Her pussy clenches me like a vice as she comes undone. It's too much, the erotic sight and sensation sending me over the edge. I bury myself to the hilt and explode inside her, marking her womb with my seed.

"Fuck, Chrissy! Take it, baby. All for you," I groan, emptying every last drop.

We stay joined as the aftershocks ripple through us, foreheads pressed together. I pepper her face with soft kisses, savoring the intimacy. She sighs contentedly, snuggling into my embrace.

"I love you, Mr. Shaw," she murmurs against my lips. "More than anything."

"I love you too, Mrs. Shaw. You're my world."

We reluctantly separate and right our clothes. She’s always beautiful, but when she’s all disheveled from recently being fucked, she takes my breath away. I cup her face tenderly, still in awe that this incredible woman chose me. Choseus.

Chrissy bites her lip, eyes sparkling with a secret. She takes my hand and places it low on her stomach.

"Zander...I have something to tell you." She smiles radiantly. "I'm pregnant."

My heart stops, then kicks into overdrive as her words sink in. Pregnant. My wife is pregnant with our child. Joy surges through me, so intense it steals my breath.

"Really? You're sure?" I manage to ask, voice rough with emotion.

She nods, happy tears shimmering in her eyes. "I took a test this morning. We're going to be parents, Zander."

I crush her to me, burying my face in her fragrant hair. "Oh Chrissy. You've made me the happiest man alive. I can't wait to start our family together."

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