I love her confidence. The way she looks at me with those loving eyes and owns me with it. She’s coming more into herself and who she is, and I like to think I have a hand in that.
I worried about her a lot after everything happened. I hated it when I had to return to work, and I called several times a day for at least the first month, but she’s tough. She knows how to take care of herself. Pop insisted on teaching her to shoot and Teddy, too. Not sure how I feel about his blind ass shooting a gun but Pop knows what he’s doing.
I hope.
Reaching for the back of her legs, I pick her up to wrap them around my waist then carry her over to the couch. I can feel the heat between her legs rubbing against my uniform pants.
She pulls back, bringing her arm between us to rub a finger across my badge. “Some heroes wear a cape. Some wear a badge.”
“I’m nobody’s hero, baby.”
“You’re my hero. You’re someone’s hero every time you put on this uniform.”
“Just doing my job. Protect andserve,” I say, moving her hips to rock back and forth against me.
Her giggle floods my mouth as I seize her lips. Her hands move between us, bypassing my belt and unzipping my pants to take me inside of her. She’s not even wearing underwear, my girl is wet and ready for her man. When she’s fully seated, I rest my head on the back of the couch, bathing in her sweet heat. She lifts her dress over her head, tossing it to the floor. Her hands move to my shirt as she continues to bounce. Ever since she got pregnant, she’s insatiable and far from shy about what she wants.
Her heavy tits beckon my mouth.
“Pinch your nipples,” I order, and she gasps, taking her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers while continuing to bounce up and down slowly on my lap.
My hands move to her hips as she leans forward, offering one to my mouth. Her hands move to brace the back of the couch, using it for leverage, fucking me while I feast on her supple tits. Digging my fingers into her skin, I encourage her to move faster, loving the way her tight pussy wraps perfectly around me. She’s never looked more beautiful than she does in this moment, my baby growing in her belly, offering every piece of herself to me.
I will never get enough of her. Never get my fill. With her I want it all. Marriage. A family. Forever.
With her, I want everything.
Releasing her nipple from my mouth, I bring my hand to her neck and pull her down to my lips, kissing her long and hard.
Deep enough to lick the corners of her soul.
“Do you know how much I love you?”
“I love you too, Justin. So much.”
“You’re my whole world, baby. You always will be.” Wrapping my hands around her back, I maneuver her beneath me and drive into her harder as she cries out my name.
“Yours,” she whispers, knowing exactly what I want to hear. I know she’s mine and she always will be but hearing her say it while I’m inside of her, there is no better feeling.
“That’s right, all mine. Today, tomorrow, and every day after.”
“Today, tomorrow, and every day after,” she says before she comes, clenching tightly around me. I follow her with my own release, peppering her face with kisses before claiming her lips with my own. A silent vow to cherish and love her every single day for the rest of my life.
“You look beautiful,” April says.
I gaze back at her over my shoulder in the three-way mirror.
“I love it.” I rub my protruding bump, knowing Justin will love it, too. He loves anything that shows off my growing belly or accentuates my breasts.
“So when do y’all leave again?” April asks.
“Next Thursday.”
“You nervous?” Lindsey asks from the corner chair.
“A little. But after meeting his mom and dad, I know that I will love them all.”
“We’ve met his brothers. You’ll love them.”
