I pray I die before them, because I’m not whole without them, and I don’t give a fuck what that sounds like. They led me from the darkness and into the light and my life is the beautiful thing it is today because of them.
He cups my face and smiles, making my cock twitch even more. That’s the contented smile I see him wear more and more. Rarely in the beginning, a little more with each passing year.
Then freely and frequently once Susa was back with us and recovering and our son was growing inside her.
All three of us have changed, lived an entire lifetime with each other. The bastard extraordinaire is at peace in a way he never was when we first met. He rarely has nightmares, and the ones he does have are mild in comparison to those early days in college before we were a thing and I’d get up and move to his bed in our dorm room and read my Kindle so he could fall asleep.
I’m no dummy. I know he would have preferred to cut Susa out of our lives in the beginning and win me for himself. I know Susa first fell hard for Carter. And Carter knows I fell for Susa.
But what perfection this brilliant man orchestrated.
I can’t wait to see what else he has in store for us.
Switching positions with Susa, I gather her long brown hair in my left fist and pull her on to my cock.
“Don’t make him come, pet,” Carter playfully warns. His eyes sparkle with mirth as he smiles at me.
I lean in for a kiss from him that almost makes both of us forget there’s a naked, squirming pet ready for her own spanking.
Carter finally seems to remember that and straightens with a smile as he picks up the paddle. “All right,GovernorEvans. Let’s make you moan.”
Biting down on my lip is the only way I can hold back my orgasm. The way she moans and whines around my cock vibrates all the way through me as Carter spanks her.
I can’twaitfor Inauguration Day. I want to DP her over my—Herdesk.
I have a feeling Dray and Gregory will be fucking Ethan over his new desk, too.
You know, tradition.
I plan on making a new tradition of starting my mornings sucking Carter’s cock.
I can’t wait forthat, either.
Chapter Five
Susa
My husband is a bastard extraordinaire, and I wouldn’t have him any other way. Play and spankings will be few and far between in short order, because both he and Owen become overcautious to a ludicrous level when I’m pregnant. Even though my doctor told Carter a basic spanking wouldn’t harm me or my baby, Carter and Owen handle me with kid gloves.
It’s frustrating, but adorable, I’ll have to admit.
I can taste Owen’s pre-cum even while Carter’s turning my ass red and stingy in that way that he knows makes me wet.
Okay, wetter.
I’m a lucky woman. Even better, as I begin this next stage of my life, I can feel zero guilt about throwing myself into my work. I’m blessed that Daddy and Momma are still alive to see me achieve this professional benchmark.
I used to think after governor that I’d want to run for the US Senate, but I’m thinking maybe not. I’m forty-three, and I won’t want to commute back and forth from Tallahassee to DC.
I’m thinking Owen has the right idea—two terms, then retirement.
And when our kids are in school, the three of us can have the run of the house for our playtime.
There’s a pause in the spanking. Carter slides first two, then three fingers inside me and chuckles as he finger-fucks me. “The pet is very, very wet, boy,” he says. “I’ll give you a choice, boy—do you want to fuck her, or fuck my ass tonight?”
I’m actually a little surprised when I feel Owen lean in, and I know they’re kissing again, then he says, “Your ass, Sir.”
My pussy clenches in that needy way it does when I watch my two sexy husbands together.
