Our baby.
She yawns and cuddles in closer, then wiggles her behind. “I thought you were tired,” she mumbles into the pillow.
“I am,” I mutter. “But my dick is wide awake when he sees you in this white, silky nightie. You’re too sexy for your own good. I can’t help myself.” I kiss the back of her neck. “Go to sleep, you’re tired. We can talk about this in the morning.”
So then I can get up when you’re passed out and take care of business.
She chuckles and rolls her ass into me, the little tease.
It’s nearly impossible, but I attempt to pull her closer, needing to feel every inch of her against my body.
My hand grips her hip, and she yawns again.
What the hell am I doing?”
“Don’t stop,” she mutters. “Even if I fall asleep.”
My cock jumps at the thought, fuck, that’s hot.
I run my hand up the outside of her smooth, toned leg, dragging up her night gown as I go.
“Mmm,” she sighs when my hand drags down her stomach and slowly slides through her dripping wet sex. I don’t rush it; I take my time, admiring how she reacts to every touch. “Feels good,” she whispers.
“Even if you fall asleep.”
“Mm-hmm.”
I push her lips apart and line my dick up at her entrance, and the second my head makes contact, my eyes roll.
It never ceases to amaze me how fucking amazing she feels.
I slide in easily, with no lube. She’s soaked. Then I wrap my arm around her and bury my face in her neck.
“I love you.”
She mumbles something incoherent, barely conscious. But her cunt is wide awake as it clenches around me. I lazily move in and out, and her soft, sleepy moans have my balls tightening.
Why is this such a turn-on?
I don’t want this to end. I want to be inside of her forever.
“I love you,” I whisper again against her ear, and slow my movements.
When I said I wanted every inch of her touching me forever, this is exactly what I meant.
My phone rings, waking me up at three in the morning. The second I see Matteo’s name, I answer immediately.
“Hey,” I croak, slipping out of bed, moving quietly downstairs not to wake Maddie.
“We found him, and they’ve already gone to work.” He hesitates. “Corey, that scumbag, confessed to everything. He wanted revenge, that’s what it all came down to.”
“Fuck,” I hiss. “I hope he’s suffering.”
“My cousins are sadistic bastards who also have a soft spot for women and family. They know how important you are to me. So trust me, Corey will be hurting for a long, long time.”
“Good.” I let out a breath of relief.
Knowing Maddie can rest easy and focus on us and our future, with our daughter, settles something within me. She’s been putting on a brave face, trying to hide that she’s been an anxious mess all week.
