They get pretty spicy, and as a result, my wife pounces on my dick like it’s a damn lollipop the second I join her in bed.
Not tonight, though.
Tonight, she remains on her side of the mattress, studiously ignoring me while I rest on my side watching her.
“Are we going to talk about what’s eating you, sweetheart?” I finally ask after another silent minute.
“What do you mean?”
“Something’s been on your mind all day, and I don’t think you’ve made any headway with it in the last twelve hours. Why don’t you tell me what’s going on? Maybe I can help.”
Davie holds her breath for a second then flips her phone down on the nightstand. Her fingers pluck at the bedspread, tension radiating from her body.
“What happens now?” The question is tentative, soft. Like she’s afraid of my answer.
Adjusting the hand propped against my cheek, I stare at her in confusion. “Like tomorrow? Or next month? For one thing, we don’t worry about losing Jesse anymore.”
“No, not about Jesse,” she pauses. “Well, I guess it’s sort of about him, but mostly, it’s about us. What happens now with us?”
“I’m not sure I understand…”
She sighs and sinks further down the bed until we’re level with each other. “We married to ensure Jesse stays with us. That’s taken care of now, so technically, usstayingmarried isn’t necessary?—”
I whip up and pin Davie to the bed so fast, her sentence cuts off with a shocked blink.
“I know you’re not suggesting we get a divorce,” I growl, disbelief making the words sound harsher to my ears.
“You could find a woman you love and marry?—”
This time it’s my mouth stealing the ridiculousness coming from my wife. Like I’d want anyone else after having her.
Breaking the kiss, I draw back enough to meet her dazed eyes. To show her how sincere I am.
“I love you, Davie Madsen.You.I thought I made it clear I’m in this for the long haul that morning after our wedding.” And every night since with my mouth, hands, and cock.
Davie swallows hard, her chest rising in a deep inhale, pushing her hardened nipples into my pecs. “You love me?”
Hanging my head, I curse her deadbeat parents for making my girl think she’d never have someone in her corner. That she’d never be worthy of love that wasn’t based on what she could do for the other person.
I drop a kiss to her sternum. The lace at the edge of her nightgown tickles my lips as I nudge it aside to gently suck her nipple between my lips. Her racing heartbeat picks up speed, her breath becoming short stutters.
“Yes, I love you, sweetheart. You and Jesse are my world,” I admit on my way down her generous curves. Her plush breasts. Round belly. Until my shoulders part her thighs, and I can slide my tongue between her damp folds, plunging inside her hot cunt and staying there.
Letting her tight muscles clench and release.
Letting them milk my tongue in desperation as I remain still, just breathing her in and showing her how much she owns me.
“Cormac…” she mewls, rocking her hips upward to try to force a reaction. “I love you, too… I’ll love you more if you stop teasing me.”
Licking her inner wall, I groan at her sweet flavor before shifting to lap at her clit then rising to notch my cock at her opening.
“Say it again, and maybe I’ll fuck you as reminder of how serious I am about this.Us.”
Davie’s palms cup my bearded cheeks, swiping at the gleam of her arousal edging my lips. “I love you, Cormac Madsen. You broke through my guard walls, no matter how hard I fought to keep them between us. I couldn’t help falling for you because you’re exactly the kind of man I always fantasized about.”
Tears glisten in her eyes as she continues, “Jesse and I fulfill your dreams of a family, but you fulfill my wish for love and security. Even when I told myself you were too good to be true, that we could never be together because of my sister, they were lies to hide my feelings.”
“But I can’t do that anymore,” she admits, and it’s with that admission that I reward her with the slow slide of my cock burying deep inside her cunt.
