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I struggle and end up needing her help to get it off. She’s in that damn little thong. I tear it. I don’t care if she wants to keep it. I can’t wait another second to have it. She grins down at me. “Have me, boss man.”

Groaning, I climb on top of her while tearing off my shirt. She pulls at my buttons until she rips it over my head. “Chase, please, faster, more.”

“So demanding. I thought I was the boss,” I chuckle.

She grins and kisses me back, pulling me close. “You’re naughty and I love it.”

I tease her with my fingers as she teases me with hers, ripping my pants off the second she has a chance. I groan and chuckle. “Naughty girl.”

“You should have stolen me first,” she pants.

I slide into her. She’s already so wet, already so perfect. Valerie gasps and strokes over my arms. “Chase..”

“I’m yours, baby doll,” I moan into her mouth. “All yours. Forever. I’m not your boss.” I thrust with each sentence. “Not your master. I’m yours.”

Valerie gasps. “What ... what does that make me?”

I grin as I lick up her throat. I remember what she said on that damn recording. “You’re a damn queen.”

“Fuck, Chase!” She yells, clawing my back. I press her thighs to her body and pound into her harder and faster.

I’m so pent up, have wanted her even though we just had fun yesterday, not getting to see her, to touch her, to have her for even one night ruined me. I grab her hips, pull her closer and pound into her harder, taking everything I need.

Valerie comes apart, chanting my name, screaming for me. I groan and flip her over onto her knees. She nods. “Yes, please. Please.”

She rocks back against me until I grab her hair and pull back. She whines and I kiss across her shoulders, the back of her neck, fucking her like we both need, then slowing down when that becomes too much.

She whines and arches her back. “Chase, please!”

I groan and jerk her back hard as I come, riding the high of the orgasm as she slumps under me. I collapse on top of her and laugh once. “How do you feel, wife?”

“Overwhelmingly satisfied, husband,” she sighs. “How are you?”

I roll her over and kiss her with a smile. “That one word makes me crazy.”

“Better get used to it baby boy,” she lifts her hand to show me her rings. “You’re my husband forever and I don’t want it any other way.”

All I can do is stare at the woman who I now get to call my wife. I kiss her again and again. I don’t want to leave. I don’t have any plan to leave. I just keep kissing her, loving how she molds herself to me.

“Chase, I need more than one time with you,” she pants.

“The party?”

“I married all three of you. I don’t need a party. Lief and I signed the paperwork, we were seen at the reception, what’s left but to live happily ever after?” Valerie draws a heart on my chest. “You’re making me all soft and sappy.”

The door opens and Hunter points. “There! Right there’s my wife. Get her, Lief.”

Lief pats Hunter’s shoulder. “He’s drunk.”

“And stripping. My favorite version. Where’s my poetry, Krolik?” Valerie asks.

“I am going to kiss you until I’ve outnumbered every damn star,” he points at the ceiling. “And I am going to fuck you until you’ve had more orgasms than there are galaxies.” He kicks out of his shoes. “And then I’m going to love you every minute of my existence.”

Valerie blushes and I grin. Of course, he’s ridiculous when he’s drunk, but she loves it. She lovesusand that’s all that matters. That’s what’s important.

Lief was right about that. Right before any of us were.

The three of us fuck and love our wife until she’s so exhausted, she shakes her head when we touch her. She curls up between us and I stroke through her hair. Lief grins at me since Hunter’s already passed out. “Can you get used to this life, boss?”

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