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He wanted me to turn around and bend over.
My cheek flamed, but I managed to shimmy around in front of him until I was facing the bed. Shivers shot down my spine and the fire deep in belly roared to life.
“That’s a fine ass, wife.” I giggled nervously trying to take a few deep breaths. I could totally do this all sexy like. Maybe. Encouraging my inner yoga goddess to come out and play I began to bend at the waist and slid my palms down my legs.
“Oh fuck,” there was a rustling behind me, but I didn’t turn to see what he was doing. When my hands got to my knees, I did a little shimmy. Garret’s groan from behind was encouraging. As I bent further and further, Garret’s breath became faster. My own body grew wet, my pussy clenching at the thought of what was to come. I felt needy and wanted. I reached for the buckle on my heels and undid them.
“Don’t move, oh fuck. That’s perfect.” Garret’s heat pressed against me. His hot cock sliding through my wetness and nothing had ever felt so good. “I’m going to fuck you like this.” Yes, yes. I wanted that. “But not today.”
“Garret,” I whined, shimmying my ass against him. His hands gripped my hips, and he held me hard against him, he was pulsing, ready so ready.
“Please, Garret.”
“Fuck, I love you.” My breath hitched and I hope those words weren’t just said in the heat of the moment. His large hands slid over my back up to my shoulders setting every nerve ending in my body on fire.
“Take me.” I wanted him now. Yesterday.
“Oh, I will baby. Stand up.” I did as told, and that pressed my back against his hot chest. His hands cupping my breasts, tweaking them rolling the flesh. His cock nudging me from behind. The heat, his breath in my ear, it was all nearly too much. I was about to explode with need. My body pulsing.
His hands dipped to my stomach, and they roamed, massaging.
“Tell me,” his raspy voice hit my ear
“What?” I squirmed against him.
“You know what Sydney. If you give me what I want I will give you what you want.” He sounded so cock sure of himself. He had every right to be, I had always melted for Garret.
“I love you, Garret James.” I closed my eyes and sank deeper into him. His cock pulsed against my behind and his hands tweaked my breasts.
“I can’t wait to see you swollen with more babies. I want me inside you until I know for sure you’re mine forever.” I swallowed and let my head lull back on his shoulder.
“What if I don’t want another baby?” I totally did, I would do anything for him.
“Oh, you will.”
“Don’t be so cocky.”
“Not cocky, baby. Sure. I know for certain you won’t deny me.” His cock pulsed and I couldn’t think of a word to come back with. “Now climb on the bed, I want you on your hands and knees.”
“Don’t be so bossy,” I said as I was doing exactly what he asked. What that said about me, well I didn’t want to go there just yet.
The silky soft comforter cooled my skin as I crawled until I was in the middle of the huge white bed. Before I was able to turn around and catch the first sight of my naked husband, he was behind me. His cock sliding through my folds and hitting my clit.
My head dropped forward at the sensation, he did it again and again. The subtle signs of a climax began building deep in my belly. My body tightened and my pussy clenched. I wanted him inside me. He could so easily slip inside and take me.
“I’m going to take you bare, Sydney. Fill you up over and over again. Is that what you want?”
I made a noise, not really sure what it was myself. Hopefully, Garret took it as confirmation because I was so ready for him to have me. I wanted him inside me.
His cock slid through my folds again coating himself in my juices. He moved until he nudged my opening. I froze, taking a deep breath trying my hardest to relax for him. I hadn’t had sex since Garret and the last time any action happened down there was when Sam was born. My body clenched and my hips rolled. I wanted nothing more than to push back hard against him, take him all.
“Easy, baby.” With his strong fingers digging into my hips Garret moved forward slowly inch by inch. When he came to a stop, he panted for a moment and then without warning slammed into me.
I grunted at the intrusion and struggled to let my body relax to his size. My body stretched allowing him to sink inside.
“Fuck, so tight.”
“So, big.” He stretched me to the very brim and not at all able to take any more. I wanted him to stay there forever. I had missed this connection of him being inside of me.
Garret slowly withdrew, groaning.
“You have no idea how perfect your pussy looks taking my cock.” And Garret was a dirty talker. Garret slid back inside of me until he touched the deepest part of me. We both groaned. My body gripping him tight, like I was trying to swallow him.
“I’m going to move now.” And he did. His cock slid in and out with ease each time a little faster than the last. His hand snuck around my waist and grazed my clit. Sensation shot through me in an instant. I rolled my hips forward, Garret slipped in deeper, so deep.
As his fingers moved and his body pounded, my climax was inevitable. I tried my hardest to hold it off, but it wasn’t possible. It shot through me with so much force. I let out an ungodly noise. My body spasming against Garret’s cock as he slammed in harder and harder. Every muscle in my body pulled tight, air rushed from my lungs as wave after wave pulsed through my veins.
“Fuck, Sydney.” He held himself inside of me as his cock twitched, warmth filling me. My body reacting, trying to hold him inside of me. I dropped my face into the bed and panted as Garret wound us both down.
His hands caressed my ass cheeks as he held himself inside of me until he began to soften. Cool air danced across my overheated skin sending shivers down my spine. Garret moved and slipped out, I missed him instantly.
His finger grazed my clit and my body convulsed.
“Fuck, you’re perfection.” A finger rimmed my opening, the sound of our union filling the air. “You feel that, Sydney? That’s me inside of you.”
I thrust my hips back a little, and he chuckled.
“Soon, we’ll do it again baby.”
And I couldn’t wait.
I STARED DOWN AT MY sleeping wife.
Fuck. I still couldn’t believe that we’d done it.
Now I just had to wake my princess up and hope she didn’t chop off my balls. I was eager to meet my little man.
I could think of a hundred different ways to rouse her. All of them involved us naked. We’d been married less than six hours and we’d been naked for five of them. Sydney was tired, I was tired, but it was the best kind of tired to be.
I sat on the edge of the bed and moved her pale hair from her face. She looked so peaceful, but we had somewhere to be.
“Sydney, baby, you need to wake up.” I leaned down and kissed her head, she groaned and tried to roll away from me.
“Not already.” I laughed, maybe we had been a little too eager. I would live inside her body if she let me. Her body fit mine like nothing else. We moved together like we had been doing this for years. I knew where to touch her to get her to pant and she knew how hard to clench to get me to come almost instantly. It was a wicked kind of torture that I was sure we would spend the next few months exploring thoroughly.
“No, sweetheart. I’m ready to meet him.” My finger traced her spine, stopping before I gazed her cheek. I hoped that my voice didn’t tremor and let her know just how nervous I was.
She flopped onto her back, her breasts bouncing, I had to touch them. They called to me, but she slapped my hands away.
“Come on, babe,” I chuckled.
“He’ll love you, Garret.”
“Oh, I know he will.” She rolled her eyes as she climbed out of the bed. My eyes took in her every move and when she moved to pick up the dress she frowned.
“I should have brought a change of clothes. I don’t want to put this thing back on.” Luckily, I came prepared and had purchased some shorts and a tee for her when I went shirt shopping. I walked over to my duffle and pulled them out for her.
I noticed a hole in my plan when Sydney stood before me fully dressed. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I wasn’t sure how I felt about her walking in public with her tits looking as amazing as they did. The ski slope peaks would have every man turning his head.
“Stop staring at them.” She folded her arms over her breasts and that got me moving. We packed up, I wasn’t sure if we would be back to this room, so I took everything.
Only a few short minutes later we stood out the front of an apartment that belonged to a woman named Mara. I had to wipe my sweaty hands on my jeans. My heart hammered in my chest and the main thought in my head was–what if my son doesn’t like me?
Sydney reached for my hand and gave it a squeeze before she knocked on the door. I heard little footsteps as they raced toward it.
I had to swallow, my heartbeat filled my ears.
“Mommy, mommy.” Locks turned, and a voice hushed before the door was peeled open and there before was Sam.
He launched out the door and into Sydney’s arms. A mess of dark brown hair as he wrapped his arms around her neck.
“I miss you.” He mumbled into her neck. Her arms held him so tight as she kissed where ever she could reach.
“I missed you more, handsome.”
“Handsome, I do say.” I turned to see an older lady standing there looking me over with a gentle smile on her face.
“Sam, I want you to meet someone. He’s pretty special to me and you.” Sydney moved Sam to her hip, and he pulled back, his small hands going to her cheeks to squish them, he chuckled then looked at me.
I loved him instantly. I would lay my life on the line for him. He had Sydney’s finer features but my skin coloring, my hair, my eyes. Jesus. My heart slammed in my chest, it was full for the very first time.
I tried to smile. My eyes blurred and something thick lodged itself in my throat.
“Sam this is Garret. He’s your daddy.” I watched Sydney, watch Sam. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He had a small smattering of freckles very similar to Sydney’s and I knew if he got time in the sun they would darken.
“Like the picture?” Sam asked, his eyes still on me, his nose wrinkling a little.
“Yeah, just like the picture.”
“He came back for us.” I wasn’t sure how it was possible for a little boy to break my fucking heart, but he did it right there and then.
“Of course, buddy. I’m sorry it took me so long, but I am here now and I ain’t ever leaving you or your momma.” Sam seemed to ponder that for a moment before he moved his arms and began reaching for me.
As soon as his small hands slid around my neck and he huffed against my skin, I knew that I had made the right choice. That never giving up on finding what was destined to be mine was the right thing to do. I didn’t care if my parents couldn’t love them, I loved them with every single thing I was and I would make their worlds bright and happy, always.