“You close?”
She nods.
Good. Cause I don’t want to come without her.
“Eyes on me, Sweetheart. Good, now reach between us. Rub that clit,” I tell her, and she does. I feel her fingers slide between our slick, feel her move them higher so she can circle her tiny little button.
“That’s it,” I growl as her pussy starts to tighten around me. “Rub it good and hard, Ezzy. Rub it till your sweet cunt sucks the cum right out of my cock,” I growl.
And she does it.
She starts to come—and so do I.
Her moan is so loud it echoes in the room, and I’m so gone for her, I think I roar even louder as I empty my balls inside my wife’s sweet pussy.
I’m trembling with the aftermath of it all, and she’s quivering all around me, so it takes a few moments before either of us can move.
When I do regain control, I look into her eyes and cradle her face in my hands.
“Last time we did this, we might have made a baby,” I whisper. “And I think next time, we should maybe try to do that on purpose,” I tell her.
She gasps.
“Benji? You mean it?”
I think about why we waited the last time we did this.
How worried we were about my deployment.
About having a real house.
About money.
And I think about how none of that matters now.
“Yeah, I fucking mean it. I love you, Wife. I want to have a family with you.”
“I want that too,” she whispers.
I smile, and she does too.
Then she hugs me.
Tight.
And I hug her back.
Because this woman is my whole fucking life.
The alarm on my phone pings and I roll off her slowly.
“What’s that?”
“That’s ten minutes till food gets here. I’ll be quick then you can use the bathroom while the waiter brings it in,” I tell her.
She nods and I grin as I head to wash up and grab my boxers.
Life is really fucking good right now.
