He takes a step my way, running his hand up and down my leg soothingly. “Well, I was headed to get a condom, but if you’re that eager to start growing our family, I’m more than happy to oblige.” He gives me that dashing smirk of his and I’m torn between wanting to kiss it and slap it.
“We should probably get the husband-and-wife thing figured out before we add kids to the mix, don’t you think?” I sass. “Besides, I’m on birth control and I’m clean.”
“I’m clean, too. So, are you saying you want me bare, Baby?”
I nod and Keaton growls. He fucking growls and it sets me on fire.
My husband strips down, showing off his amazing abs he’s worked so hard to create and maintain, as well as the thick, long shaft that hangs between his legs. The image makes my mouth and the space between my legs begin to water. Fuck he’s so hot.
And he’s mine.
He climbs up on the bed, but before he touches me, he stops and stares. Normally I’d be trying to hide under the intense gaze, but there’s nothing but desire in his crystal blues as his eyes rake over my body.
“You take my breath away, Anna. The way your golden curls are splayed out makes you look like an angel. These fucking lips could tempt me into doing anything, giving you everything you could possibly desire.” His fingers begin to trail over my breasts in the tenderest of touches, teasing my nipples delicately to the point I let out a tiny whimper. “I love these so much. The way they look, the way they taste, the way they fill my hands like they were made just for me. Like you were made just for me, Baby.”
My breaths are staggered as I watch him align his cock to my entrance and I jerk my hips forward trying to speed up the process. Keaton chuckles, “I love how eager you are. I hope you’re ready, Baby.”
He thrusts into me, and my breath catches at the fullness. He’s so big and thick and I’m floating in a painful bliss right now as my body adjusts. “Feels. So. Good,” I manage to choke out as he relentlessly pumps into me.
When he hits that special spot inside of me, I let out an embarrassingly loud moan, but I’m too far gone to care. Every doubt and insecurity floats away as Keaton fucks it out of me.
I can tell he's close and trying to wait for me. “Be a good wife and come for your husband, Anna.”
And I do.
I wake the next morning with a delicious soreness between my legs and smile at thoughts of the man who loves me. The man I love in return. Rolling over to curl beside him, I notice the absence of his body, but my hand feels the roughness of paper.
Good morning, Wife. I know last night was a lot, so I didn’t want to wake you, but wanted to leave you a note so you didn’t worry. I’ll never leave you again, Baby. I hope you know you’re stuck with me now. Take your time, but I’m eagerly awaiting your arrival downstairs so I can see that gorgeous face of yours again.
Love you,
Keaton
I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face so large it starts to make my cheeks ache. There’s not a time I can remember being this happy and it makes me eager to share this news with my favorite people.
Anna
I have a confession…
Skyla
Please tell me it is what I think it is!
Anna
I think I’m in love with my husband. Scratch that. I’m definitely in love with my husband.
Skyla
Pay up, bitches! I accept cash, check, Venmo, PayPal, coffee, diamonds, or that adorable pink sweater in the window in the boutique downtown.
Anna
Did the three of you seriously make a bet on my love life?
Jasmine
Ugh. Skyla did. But I didn’t verbally agree, so there’s no contract holding me to it. I’m not paying you shit, Sky.