Page 43 of Dex

“Watch, Phoebe for me, dude,” I say as we pass Jay, who is holding Phoebe, surrounded by a gaggle of gushing women. “And stop using my daughter to pick up girls.”

“Hey, that’s what uncles do,” he shouts back. Knobhead, using my daughter to get pussy. I push open the door and all but throw Addy onto the black couch. She is panting again and I fucking love it. Her tits are almost popping out of her black vest she is wearing with her slogan on it, yet again. Damn, she loves them. Today hers says. ‘Big boobed and tattooed’; I fucking love it. Her long black maxi skirt will only deter me for so long.

“Skirt up. Arse out, baby. I need you from behind. I need to pound into you,” I say, unbuckling my belt and opening my jeans. I don’t bother taking them off, just pushing them down far enough to release my cock and balls. “Fast and hard, baby. Bend over.”

“But, what about your other girlfriend?” Addy says, trying to look all coy.

“Game time is over, baby. Bend the fuck over,” I growl out as I step up to her. I push her skirt further up her back, showing me her perfect arse. The arse that I am about to spank the shit out of.

“Lock the door, Dex.”

“Nope. They would be fucking stupid to walk back here when they know what I am about to do to my woman.” I pull her knickers to one side and a slide my fingers over her wetness.

“Already wet for me, baby. You want this as much as I do.”

“I can’t get enough of you, Dex. Fucking hell. Fuck me,” she moans, as I strum her clit. But I know we don’t have time for our kind of foreplay, so I line my cock up at her waiting pussy and slam home. Because that is what Addy is for me. Home. Sounds of our skin slapping against each other fills the space of the back room, this room has seen plenty of shag-fests before today. I lift my hand and bring down on her creamy bare arse. The sound from the slap and Addy’s loud moan resonates through the room, and my dick jerks inside of her. I am close; this is how much she gets me riled up. Her walls tighten around my dick and my release hits like a wrecking ball. Fucking hell.

“Fuuuuuck,” I growl. I rest my forehead on Addy’s back, our breathing matching in intensity. I take in a few more deep breaths and slowly pull myself out of Addy, her little whimpers make my softening dick react. Damn, will I ever get enough of this woman? I hope the fuck not. She is going to make my dick jerk until I take my last breath. Old and rocking together in the nursing home, me being the horny old bastard that will have his grandkids bring him little blue pills to get it up and fuck their grandmother. I chuckle to myself and walk over to the storage cabinet. I dig around and find a pack of baby wipes. Opening it I take a few out and clean my dick off. Then I walk over to my girl who is still in the same position, except she is now kneeling in the floor.

“My legs gave out. Bloody hell, Dexter.” I laugh. I love her saying my full name. Also, I fucking love seeing the state I leave her in once I have made her come hard. I kneel down behind her and clean her up, once I have done that I throw the used wipes in the bin next to the couch.

“Baby, what do you say we go and see what the boys are doing with our daughter?” I say, standing and tucking myself away and helping Addy to her feet. I stand back and watch as she rights her clothes, loving the way she looks thoroughly shagged. She runs her hands down her skirt once and looks up at me, her smile takes over her face and I can’t help but fall in love with her more.

“Yep. Let’s get it done. I think we need to save our daughter from being used by her darling uncle.”

“Good point.” I take her soft, small hand in my rough, large hand and pull her back out the front to get Phoebe and to get our designs started. Addy still doesn’t know what my surprise is yet, I seriously can’t wait to see her face. As soon as I open the door, the applause starts. Addy wraps her free arm around my bicep and buries her face my shoulder, laughing.

“Fuckers,” I say to the crowd of friends that are standing there clapping like a bunch of stoned Sea Lions. I pull on Addy’s hand and we make our way down to the guys. I see that Luke is now holding Phoebe. Jay is leaning against the reception desk, smirking at us. I shake my head and stop a few feet from my brother. I look down at Addy and wink, then back to my brother and Luke.

“You're welcome, fuckers. You could learn a few things from me.”

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