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“Hush, little baby, don’t say a word…” I sing into her ear as I ease my dick into her soft heaven. “Papa’s going to feed you his nice hard dick.”
She lays still as I glide a few inches inside her sopping wet opening, her walls gripping me as I push.
I fuck her in silence, her body pliant and soft, moving my hand from her clit to her soft, milk-filled breast, then back over and over until she convulses, her walls locking down, squeezing the cum from my balls.
I pump the product of my lust deep inside her as she pretends to snore, fucking my little lamb while she sleeps, knowing when she wakes up, Daddy will have left her a hot, sticky gift deep inside her perfect little body.
CHAPTER13
Bijou
Epilogue Two~Fifteen years later
I’ve gotten used to these chaotic moments. In a lot of ways, I’ve come to love them.
Balancing a makeup brush in one hand while untangling three-year-old Lily’s plastic mermaid necklace isn’t even difficult for me at this point. I can ignore the screams ofMaya stole my hairbrushandThey’re mine!I can admire the way Ramses looks as he expertly winds his tie around his neck, the spicy, earthy scent of his cologne making me horny, no matter how many times I’ve smelled it before.
“You look so pretty, Mommy.” Lily beams as I free her necklace from her long dark locks. She looks so much like me, it’s sometimes unsettling. “Can I have some makeup?”
I laugh, lean down and smear some blush across her cheeks. “There. So beautiful. Now go make sure your sister is out of the shower. We need to go!”
She laughs, skipping off as Ramses rolls his eyes.
“A thousand bucks says Jojo makes us late.”
“She’s a teenager, she wants to look her best in case there are any boys there.” I look him up and down, then wink. “I can relate.”
“That sassy little mouth of yours is going to get you in trouble. Do I need to give it an hors d'oeuvre?” He reaches down, grabbing his crotch, and my mouth starts to water before I can stop it.
I shake my head, murmuring, “No time.”
“We can make time, Little Lamb.”
He steps my way, and I shake my head. We should be on the road already, if we’re going to make it to the restaurant in time for our reservation. It’s not every day that you have a fifteen-year wedding anniversary, with all eight of your children in attendance and a little something special planned for later.
“Y—you booked the babysitter, right?” I stutter, backing away from him.
He nods.
“So, we’ll have our fun. Later. Right now, we need to go.”
“Right now, I need to teach that mouth what it’s made for. Again.” He grins, making me shiver with anticipation. The idea of blowing off the whole meal and simply starting our fun times right now crosses my mind.
Instead, I sidestep. “No,” I laugh. “Not this time, mister.” I raise my voice, trying to ignore the way my cheeks are heating at the look in his eyes. “Maya, give Lizzy your hairbrush!”
“But, Mom!”
“Nobuts! Liam, do you need your dad to help with your tie?”
“No! I’ve got it.”
Suddenly, Ramses is there in front of me, taking me by the shoulders and pushing me up against the wall of our bedroom. Hard enough to make the picture frames shake. “See, he’s got it. We have a few minutes. That’s all I need to give my wife a little taste.”
“But—”
“Nobuts, remember? Your words.” He pushes me down to my knees, and I swallow hard as I look up. Ramses is in his fifties now, but that body is as toned as ever. “Now open wide…”
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