ask the question. Hell, I’d give her the world.
“Whatever you want, I’ll give you.” I extended my hand and shook her father’s. I’d belted him once, so I figured we were even.
They hugged and made up while my dad dragged me to the side. “How are you feeling, son? Better now?”
“Does the possessive jealousy ever go away?”
“Never, but it gets easier to deal with. She’s adorably beautiful. I’m grateful that you finally found someone who has driven you mad.”
“Thanks, Dad.”
“Are we ready to go eat?”
I couldn’t wait to get her out of the restaurant and all alone. As soon as we entered our bedroom, I dragged her to me, slamming her against the door with my cock pressing on her heat. “I need you, my wife.”
“Take me, Devin. I want my husband’s cock so bad. I want you to fuck me.”
“I have to punish your pretty ass, right?” I grunted, ripping her panties right off her pussy. I dropped down to my knees, licking her seam.
“Yes, Devin.” Her moans were enough to drive me insane. I tossed one thigh over my shoulder as I sucked on her sweetness. I knew it was supposed to be punishing, but I never could deny my love her pleasure. I smacked her wet pussy. “Oh goodness. I’m sorry, Mr. Malcolm. I’ll be a good girl.” I licked her cunt, thrusting my finger in inside and curving upward, coaxing her to completion.
“I’m coming,” she screamed, dropping her head on the door and grinding her hips over my face, soaking me with her juices. I needed to be in her. Reaching down while still drinking her orgasm, I pulled out my cock, stroking that greedy son of a bitch, almost nutting on the floor.
“Oh, no, Mr. Malcolm. Let me handle that,” she mewled, giving me a tiny shove, causing me to fall back onto the cool surface with my cock slapping my belly, long and hard. She crawled over me, kissing my lips, tasting herself before sliding my shirt over my head. Her mouth pressed against my chin, then my jaw, making her way lower, licking and kissing down my stomach. Her hair brushed around my shaft, causing it to jerk, knowing what was coming next.
“Mine.” She nipped on my length before sucking the tip into her hot mouth. Jamie’s perfect, plump lips encircled my cock, owning me body and soul. I felt like coming hard, but I wanted her to ride me. My hips pumped up as she took me down deeper. I cupped the back of her skull with her hair clenched in my fist, taking control of her movements. I missed her so fucking much.
“Suck, kitten. Show me how much you missed me.” She moaned, splaying her wedding ring hand on my stomach, sending a possessive jolt through me that she was mine. No one would ever take her away from me.
I’d had enough. I needed to claim my pregnant wife. Sitting up, I lifted her off my cock and kissed the fuck out of her. “Wife, time to take all of me.” I helped her slide her dress over her head and then slid her down onto my eager and painfully hard dick.
“Devin, ahh. It feels so good.” Her hands wrapped around my neck with her elbows on my shoulders.
“That’s what I like to hear. Now, ride your husband. Fuck, Jamie. I love you.” I couldn’t stop kissing her, moving my hands up and down her back, squeezing her ass as she bounced with her tight walls working me until we were both shouting out our release.
I kissed her forehead and then said, “Let’s shower and get some sleep.” We got off the floor, and I finished taking off the rest of my clothes. I scooped Jamie up into my arms, carrying her to the bathroom.
After getting in the shower, I took my time washing her, scrubbing her with the love and protectiveness I felt for her. When I rubbed the soap over her belly, I felt the slightest bump. My baby. Dropping down to my knees, I pressed my face to it, just listening and knowing that we made a little one.
“Thank you.” I stayed like that for another minute before washing myself. Once we were out, I wrapped each of us in a towel before going through my duffle for my antibiotics. After grabbing a glass of water, I took them with some high-dosage Ibuprofen.
“How is your hand?” She stared at me while leaning on the bathroom door frame with