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“I don’t want to talk about that. Come here.” I pulled Lydia into my lap.

“I love you baby.”

Her gorgeous features softened. Lydia’s arms wrapped around my neck. “Hayden, I will be right back. Don’t move.

Lydia returned a short time later wearing red and white stripe over the knee socks. A pillow was tucked under her arm.

“Fuck, Lydia. That’s some sexy shit!”

She blushed, dimming the dining room lights. Lydia stepped over tossing the pillow aside briefly so she could strip me of my clothes. “It’s time for the polar express,” she wiggled her eyebrows up and down.

“Yes, it is.” I stood pushing our plates back. Sitting Lydia’s ass on the table, I scooted closer, licking her good pussy. “Yeah, I will never get used to this.”

Her fingers firmly gripped my hair as her pussy clenched around my tongue. “Shit! Get used to what?”

“Having you as my wife and making love to you every day.”

“Oh, fuck Hayden.” I slipped my chair back a bit. I grabbed the pillow placing it behind my back, then pulled Lydia onto my lap. I held her waist while she placed her legs on my shoulders then leaned back holding my thighs. Slowly, I slid inside her wet pussy. Gripping her waist, I stroked faster. Her head dropped back.

“Oh God, Hayden right there. Don’t stop hitting that spot. Fuck yes, fuck yes!” She squirted all over me. I loved it.

“Damn, I made that pussy squirt. Yeah, I’m going to keep hitting that spot. Shit, baby you take this cock good. I circled inside her until her legs were shaking against my shoulders and her eyes rolled back. Holding her waist with one hand, I grabbed her hair with the other forcing her eyes on mine.

“I love this pussy, baby.” My eyes were closing, I was cumming.

“Hayden.”

“Shit!” I struggled to focus on her pretty face as I came.

Slipping out of her, I pulled her closer resting my head on her breasts. “I wish we could continue this tomorrow, but we both have to work,” I breathed.

“Me too, baby.” We sat there holding each other. The warmth I feel when I’m in her arms, sets my eyes on the finish line when she’s no longer stripping.


My secretary was directed to tell my sister I don’t want to see her. Anything she needs to say to me needs to be strictly about business and sent by email. In meetings we kept if professional. If my sister can’t respect my wife then she has no respect for me.

“Hey baby, how was school today?”

“Good,” she replied not looking up from her desktop. I walked behind her placing my hands on either side of her cherry wood desk.

“I see you are adjusting to your new office.” I kissed her neck.

“Yes, I am,” she giggled.

“I’ll let you get back to work.” I began my path toward the door.

“I needed to finish a paper that has to be turned in before I go to work.”

I nodded. “Ok.” I slipped out of the office.

Thirty minutes later, I felt her arms slip around my neck. She removed the iPad from my hands sitting it on the couch next to me. “Baby, I’m leaving. Does Valen have to take me to work?”

“Yes.”

“So much has happened, since we got married, I forgot to ask you again why the extra security?”

“You don’t have time to discuss it. It’s not something we can discuss in five minutes. How about when you wake up around lunch time tomorrow we talk about it.”

She smiled. “Sounds good. Bye, baby.”

“Bye.”

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

HAYDEN

I wasn’t ready to tell Lydia about the pedophile who was stalking her all these years, but she had a right to know.

The heat in the month of May in Atlanta can be treacherous. It was scorching in the early afternoon. I sat on the roof top deck eating brunch while finishing up some work from Yesterday.

Lydia stretched as she stepped outside letting the sun beat against her honey brown skin. “I love Saturdays. Good afternoon, Hayden.” She kissed me.

“Good morning, baby.”

Lydia sat across from me adding a muffin, a raspberry Danish, and two slices of turkey bacon to her plate. I poured her a mimosa. “Thank you.”

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