Page 97 of Dr. Sexypants

“Mmm, I love your cock inside me,” she moaned seductively.

Her taking charge was sexy as fuck.

I’d allow it—this time.

“It loves being inside you.”

With one hand on my chest, she rolled her hips, establishing a rhythm that made her tits bounce.

I reached between us to press her magic button, and she let out a long moan and piled her hair on her head like a damn porn star.

Watching her was so fucking hot, I had to close my eyes. Otherwise, I was going to shoot my load before I was ready.

She increased the pace, and I felt her pussy get wetter when she started to chant, “Oh god, yes! Yes! Yes!”

Finally, she let out a long, “Yesssss,” as her body lurched forward onto my chest while she shuddered from head to toe.

I wrapped my arms around her back and thrust up into her; roaring my release while her pussy milked my cock for its seed.

“Damn, baby,” I panted as squeezed her center tight.

“You were right,” she replied, equally out of breath. “Boyfriend sex is so much better!”

I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Told ya.”

We lay like that for several minutes, until she rolled off me, and I sat up and declared, “I’ll be right back.”

I made quick work of cleaning up in the bathroom before returning with a towel so I could tend to her.

Once I did, she murmured, “Thanks for taking care of me,” as I lay back beside her and pulled her into my arms.

“Always, baby. Always.”

Epilogue

Kristy

We walked into St. Marks holding hands when we made our couple debut at Conor’s baptism. I didn’t imagine the whispers as we walked to the second-to-the-front pew and sat with Alan, Jessica, and Ruthie. We were behind Lainey and Jade’s parents and Adam’s mom and dad.

Across the aisle in the front row were the O’Brien’s: Hugh and Teresa, Granny O’Brien, and Katelyn and Rob.

No Emily though.

Hopefully she was seated somewhere behind us and could watch as I ran my hand up and down Justin’s back while we chatted with Alan and Jess.

“I can’t believe how big she’s getting,” I said as I offered Ruthie my finger to grip.

“I know,” Jess replied. “Her personality’s really starting to come out.”

Alan leaned forward, “And she’s already a mini-Jess.”

“Uh oh,” I teased. “Guess you better get started on a mini-Alan to balance things out.”

“We’re working on it,” he replied with a smirk and moved his attention to his mom in front of us. Right on cue, she turned around with a wide smile and said, “Work harder. I want more grandbabies.”

That elicited a laugh from the four of us.

Jessica gestured to where Justin’s hand rested on my knee. “I’m glad that worked out.”