Ten years later…
My oldest son helps me stack up the wood we chopped earlier this morning. He’s getting so big and when I look at him I can see he’s growing up. He’s not my little guy anymore and it makes my chest hurt. I love seeing him becoming a young man, but I miss him as a baby. He was the first to make us parents but certainly not the last.
Just as soon as I have the thought my wife comes out of the house bouncing our two-year-old on her hip. I smile at the sight, how beautiful she is and how she still takes my breath away. Even after having six kids she still looks as beautiful as the first day I saw her standing in the same spot. I knew I’d never not want her, and even now I ache to have her in my arms.
“Is this enough, Dad?”
I look at the pile we’ve just made and then out to the woodshed. “I think that’s enough for today. Good work, son.” I pat him on the back and he takes off to go join his other brothers playing basketball. Or at least attempting to. As the oldest, I’m sure he’s about to go tell them exactly what they’re doing wrong and how they need to do it his way.
Pippa brings our baby girl over to me and I meet her halfway with a kiss. I reach around to squeeze her ass and she pretends to be shocked and smacks my hand away. It’s this cute thing she likes to do where she pretends she doesn’t want me to do it. But I’ll never quit because of the way she cuts her eyes at me after I do it. We both know she still loves it.
“It’s nap time, Daddy,” she says softly to me before she leans up and gives me another kiss. “Just thought I’d tell you.”
“My favorite time of the day.” I wink at her as I take the baby and hold her high in the sky before I blow a raspberry on her belly. She giggles and I walk her around the garden a few times before she begins to yawn.
Like clockwork Celia comes out and takes her from me and she and Simon bring out snacks for the kids. I slip away back inside the castle in search of my wife.
It doesn’t take me long before I hear the water running. I move up the stairs and down the hall to find her in her old bathroom. The one where I tasted her for the first time. This room is a special place for us and one we like sneaking off to. With six kids we usually get company throughout the night so our own bed has become the family bed. But this room will always be our sweet escape.
When I walk in, I see her soaking in the tub with a smile on her face. I immediately strip off my clothes and get in, needing this time to reconnect with her. We’re pulled in so many different directions each day that we have to carve out this time for ourselves. It’s important to us and to our kids that they have parents who are connected and in love. Even if it’s just for an hour a day, I get Pippa. Not my kids’ mother, or soccer coach, or girl scout leader, or all the other amazing things she does. For a small time every day I get her. This is the woman I fell in love with and who I want by my side. Seeing her eyes soften when she looks at me recharges my own soul and reminds me how goddamn lucky I am.
“No nap today?” I tease as I pull her onto my lap.
“I wasn’t sleepy.” She wraps her arms around my neck and her legs encircle my waist.
“Me either.”
She raises her hips and slowly lowers herself onto my waiting cock. It’s hard and ready for her and she isn’t afraid to take it. I lick my way down her neck and to her breasts where her nipples are tight and wet. It’s been a few months since she stopped breastfeeding but she still lets me play with them enough so that I can taste her when I want to. She’s sweet and supple as my tongue drags along the bud and I growl my appreciation.
“You drive me wild,” I groan. Her hips rock against me and my cock slides deeper.
“That’s the idea, isn’t it?” Her smile is evil as she works her pussy to take more of me.
My head falls back and I feel like she’s everywhere all at once. It’s pleasure and love and something so deep I can’t put a word to it, but it’s ours and it’s forever.
“Mine,” I say, gripping her hips and taking over. I slide my thumb over her clit and her legs open farther so I can play with her like this.
“Yours,” she agrees, leaning back and letting me do the work.
Her body is so attuned to mine after all these years that we can do this in the dark and just by touch. I know every secret place that she likes to be touched and exactly when to do it.
“Wait on me.” I use my stern voice but I can tell by the color of her cheeks she’s close and she’s not going to stop. “Pippa,” I scold, but she whines as she grinds down on my cock.
“I can’t.”
Just then I feel her pussy tighten and she falls over the edge and cums hard and fast. I have no choice but to go over with her and hold her close as hot waves of pleasure take over. I kiss her neck and then her lips while we both come down from our quick high. She smiles against me because we both know that once is never enough.
“How about you let me take you in the shower and you can try out that new setting I put on for you.”
Her eyes widen and she wiggles on my hard cock. I groan.
“I think I can handle that.” She kisses me and it’s always so damn perfect. Just like she is.
The day she walked into this castle she forever changed my fate. She made these walls of stone turn into something more than just a home. It’s now a place filled with love and laughter and so much noise. But in the best way possible. She’s my warm fire on a cold winter night. She’s a good book in my favorite chair while the leaves change colors. She’s warm cinnamon and pumpkin and every other thing I love all rolled into one.
She’s cozy and she’s mine.
THE END!