Page 40 of Daddy Issues

I don’t waste any more time, capturing those perfectly soft lips with my mouth, kissing her, claiming her as mine all over again. I glance at the baby monitor resting next to us on the bedside table and say a quick prayer that Micah stays asleep so that I can take care of my beautiful woman.

Kissing down her chest, I pull at the delicate blue lace covering her breasts and lap at her nipples. Hands thread into my hair, pulling me close to her. Losing myself, I suck gently, getting a mouthful of her sweet breast milk, moaning around her stiff bud.

“Mmm. Fuck, you taste so damn good, honey.”

“You like that, Graham?” Her hips are undulating beneath me, rising and falling while I devour her full breasts. I repeat the process on the other side. While we haven’t been able to have sex, our drives are still very high, and we’ve gotten creative with the other acts we can do to get each other off.

While she was in the late stages of her pregnancy, I lost myself lapping at her breasts, trying to make her come just from that stimulation, quickly realizing that I fucking love her pregnant, life-giving body, including coaxing breastmilk from her full tits.

Everything about her calls to me, in every stage, in every way. She’s fucking perfect. I will take Hailey in any way, anywhere, anytime. Nothing could deter me, in fact, as she changes, I just fall harder.

I work my way down her sexy body, kissing over her soft tummy, not an ounce of self-consciousness from her, which is so fucking sexy on its own. I love how she’s embraced her new curves, how proud of her body she is for what it created for us.

Her legs spread of their own accord, knowing exactly where I’m heading—my favorite activity—licking her sweet pussy.

I drop open-mouthed kisses to her sex, licking over her puffy lips before using my thumbs to spread her wide. I take a moment to appreciate the sight in front of me. Her pretty, pink, glistening pussy, a pussy that’s all fucking mine. With the flat of my tongue, I lap up her center, gathering the leaking arousal from her hole and bringing it up to her clit. She tastes so damn sweet, like all she eats is the finest fruit. I could live down here if she’d let me, but that baby monitor is at the back of my mind, reminding me that if we want me inside her, I need to move this show forward.

I lap at her clit, pressing a finger into her channel to stretch her slightly before having to take my dick.

“Shit, honey, you’re so tight.”

“Mmm. Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”

I flick her clit with my tongue repeatedly, gently pressing my middle finger into her heat, finding that sweet spot. My hand rotates, allowing my finger to move in a come-hither motion toward her belly. She explodes, and I lick her through it until she’s pushing against my head to get me to stop.

“I want more, honey.”

“I need you inside me, please, it’s been so long.”

“You want daddy’s dick?” I say, trying something new.

Her eyes go wide before flashing with heat. Oh, fuck, she likes that.

“Yes, I want daddy’s big dick to fill me. Please?”

Shit, that’ll do it. I laugh lightly before I climb up her smooth body, gathering her wrists together above her head with one hand, and line up my cock with her dripping center. I gauge her eyes, watching her reaction to make sure I don’t hurt her. The resistance is strong, her pussy much tighter than I was expecting, and I have to slowly work myself into her channel.

Hailey’s innocent whiskey eyes look up at me with so much trust and love that my heart nearly breaks from the flood of emotion. I make love to her slowly, sinking into her unhurried, a slow rock of my hips, taking my time to wind us both up until we fall off that cliff together, holding each other close, her breasts pressed firmly against my chest, her head framed in my hands, arms wrapped around my waist. She’s everything.

“I love you, Hails.”

“I love you, Graham.”