Page 362 of S is for SEX

Two or so minutes into the pounding against the wall, I was done. My throbbing pussy began to tingle and felt as if it were swelling. As he continued to thrust himself in and out of me, I wrapped my legs around his waist and began to scream.

“Cum, Shane. Cum for me. Fill me with your cum,” I screamed as he pounded me against the wall.

My breathing started to sound labored.

“Kace…”

“No, do it. Cum in me. Cum with me. You feel that?”

“You feel my pussy?”

I fought for my next breath, “I’m going to…”

“Cum,” I breathed against his ear.

His hot breath against my neck, he responded, “Kace, I’m going…”

“To…”

I felt his cock swell inside of me. His swollen balls were pounding against the skin directly under my pussy with each stroke. The sensation was more than I could stand. As I began to cum, I clenched my teeth and growled into his shoulder. As I continued to climax, he bit my earlobe and growled a hot breath into my ear.

“I fucking love you,” he grunted as I felt him fill me with cum.

Arching his back, he closed his eyes and growled as he came. I opened and closed my eyes as I came repeatedly. As he opened his eyes and looked down into my eyes, he smiled.

God I love this man.

“I love you Kace,” he said as he lowered me to the floor.

“I love you,” I said as I held my cupped hand between my legs.

“Well, go,” he laughed as he pointed to the bathroom, “we don’t need that shit all over the floor.”

As I walked like a crab toward the bathroom, Casey began to cry.

“Get him up, will you?” I asked over my shoulder.

Shane stood beside the wall, naked, looking down at his half hard cock. As he heard me, he smiled and began walking toward the other side of the living room.

“Get dressed first,” I shouted.

He stopped and turned to the pile of clothes on the floor. As if he’d forgotten he was naked, he sighed and walked toward the pile and reached for his jeans.

There are things about being a parent we both don’t know yet. Some things we know, but we’re just not used to. Overall, we’re really good parents. As I watched Shane’s reflection walk past in the mirror, I smiled.

Shane Dekkar.

My husband.

My lover.

My best friend.

And the father of our crying baby.

Perfection defined.

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