want me to stop?” When she gazes at me with eyes begging me to keep going, I smirk knowingly then go back to pounding her. I can’t help but grunt and salivate the whole time as I watch her fat pussy swallow my cock. I thrust in and pull out producing creamy white stickiness on my dick. My Angel hands down has the wettest pussy I’ve ever been in. I reach down and pinch her nipple rolling the hard buds between my thumb and index. The areola is wide and dark ready for nursing… I bend down and inhale her nipple biting it.
“CHANNING!” She screamed pushing away from me while shaking.
“Don't run from me Angel. Fuck, baby this pussy so nice and wet, it's squeezing my dick so good.” I put my face in her neck sucking as hard as I can because the overwhelming need to mark her is driving me crazy.
“Shit, why is your dick is so big, ughn.”
“Because I’m the big bad wolf and I want to eat you up. Now break for me baby.” Her lips parted and she starts shaking. Fascinated by what I was seeing I sit back and watch my woman convulse with pleasure “That's it Angel. That's fucking it!” I brace my arms on each side of her and groan as my dick swelled. When I finally release into her I blow such a heavy load there’s absolutely no way she cannot be pregnant. Hopefully there will be a love child coming in nine months. Rolling us to our side I hear her stomach growl.
“So, sex makes you hungry?”
“Mhmm, but even more so because you took my food from me. Give it back, and it better not be cold.” She joked sitting up. I look over to the platter that I’d placed on the dresser. The food has gotten cold. She can’t eat that. I pull from her and kiss her lips as I get up, missing her already. After going to the bathroom for a towel to clean up our mess I tell her to wait as I take the cold food downstairs and make her a fresh plate.
After taking her the fresh meal I prepared I told her to relax because we were taking the day off. She protests, but I had to remind her that I’m the boss and what I say goes. Handing her the remote and some snacks, I sneak downstairs to my office to do some work from home. I did tell her that we were taking the day off but there’s no way in hell I’d allow my Angel to think I wasn’t working hard for our future.
When my calls and meetings are done, I go check on her only to find her sleeping. I grab her empty platter and tuck her in, then go to the kitchen where I wash dishes and take out food for dinner. After stalking her for so long I know that when she wakes up from her nap she’ll be hungry so I also set the ingredients I need to make her a loaded turkey sandwich on a cutting board in the fridge. When I see that there are no veggie chips, I almost lose my shit. I snatch up my cell and angrily call the food delivery service that I pay too damn generously to be forgetting my woman’s fucking veggie chips.
“Fresh pro-”
“Channing Stohurst, from Stohurst Investment’s. I need to speak with your manager.”
“Good evening Mr. Stohurst I see you-”
“I’m sorry are you the manager?”
“No sir I-”
“Who you are is irrelevant to me. I asked to speak with your manager. I suggest you comply before I get pissed off any further than I already am.” Not a second later I hear a female voice come through and I square my shoulders ready to let her have it.
“Mr. Stohurst, I apologize for the incompetence of my employee and the inconvenience they have caused you. What can I do for you for you today?
“Inconvenience? Let me tell you about inconveniences. My wife is upstairs sleeping and I as a devoted and faithful husband wanted to surprise her with her favorite turkey, bacon and avocado sandwich with veggie chips when she wakes up in forty-five minutes and guess what?”
“W-what sir?”
“Before that, what’s your name and title ma’am?”
“I-I’m Heather Healey manager at Fresh Produce and Company.”
“Oh, I see well let me tell you what, Heather Healey manager of Fresh Produce and Company. I don’t have any veggie chips. Pray tell how I