Free Web NovelChapter 144: Chapter 144 Blake.
"You ready, baby girl?" I ask, and she nods, holding on to my shoulders.
That’s when I start to thrust, slow at first and then more as I go deeper with every stroke. She’s fucking perfection wrapped around me, and I groan every time I chase that slick heat. I grit my teeth at how good she feels and at the ache that starts at the base of my spine and shoots all the way up to the tip of my cock. I’m bare in her sweet pussy, and I’ve never felt anything as good as what I feel right now.
Deep, deep, deep, I rock, and she cries out my name. Her nails dig into my skin, and I hope she tattoos the marks onto me, so this moment is eternal. There’s nothing and no one that will ever separate us, and as long as I breathe, I’ll make sure all her dreams come true.
She climaxes with a loud cry, and I hear something fall off the island and crash, but I don’t give a fuck. I’ll buy her a million more of whatever the hell it was. The only thing I can focus on right now is her tight little cunt milking me, and I have no choice but to follow her over the edge.
We cling to each other as we both ride out the wave of pleasure that threatens to drown us. It’s too much, but it’s just right, and it always will be.
"That’s one room down," I say on a laugh, and Piccola looks up at me with heavy-lidded eyes.
"What?"
"Didn’t I tell you I plan on fucking you in every room of the house?" She smiles as I grab her ass and lift her off the island. "Next is the shower."
"A girl could get used to this," she teases.
"Go ahead, baby girl. I dare you." I lean forward and gently bite her neck before I suck on the same spot.
"As long as you keep that up, I’ll do whatever you want, Daddy."
"That’s a promise," I tell her, and I carry her into the shower. "Now and forever."
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EPILOGUE.
Piccola
Many years later....
Daddy: Five grand if I can take you home and eat your pussy in the next five minutes.
Blake’s text lights up the screen of my phone. The heat that explodes through my body is instant. All these years, and his texts still have the same effect on me. It doesn’t take my husband much to get me worked up. The man owns my body.
He’s been ready to go back home before we even left the house, but he’s been trying to hide it. He knows tonight is a big night for me, but his jealousy can get the best of him. I don’t care. I still love it. It’s one of many things about him that turn me on.
I’m sure a professional would say it has to do with the fact I grew up in the foster system or some bullshit like that, but again, I don’t care. I love how much Blake wants me. The only exception to that rule is family, and that can even have its limits at times. He can only share so much before he needs some time alone with me.
"You okay?" Parker asks from beside me. "You’re flushed."
"Hormones." I put my phone back into my purse and rest my hand on my ever-growing baby bump.
I’m four months along with our third. This time, my baby bump came out of nowhere. I’m lucky I picked a dress that would accommodate this little boy. That’s all Blake ever puts inside of me. Boys. I swear each one is bigger than the last.
"That what we’re calling it now? Hormones?" Parker giggles. She knows about Blake and my little sex games. She’s accidentally seen a few texts over the years. Not that she could judge—she never would—but she and Samuel play a few games of their own.
"What’s so funny?" Samuel leans over and nuzzles her neck, trying to steal Parker’s attention back. He’s so much like his brother.
"Sammy." She giggles but leans into his touch.
"My wife can’t respond when I text her?" Blake pulls out his chair, taking his seat next to mine. He places my cranberry juice in front of me. I pick it up and take a sip. I’ve always hated cranberries. Until I got knocked up. Every pregnancy I crave them.
"I don’t know if you heard, but I won Game of the Year," I say smugly. "You’ll have to make a higher offer than five grand," I tease. I still can’t get over that I won tonight. I’d been honored when I’d been nominated.
Parker and I spent the day getting ready. She had a big part in this, even if she denies it. She’s partly responsible for both my win and the game doing so well. It sold over seven million copies in the first week and raked in over 300 million in the first weekend, and that was partly due to the story that she helped me create with it. She was my muse when I got stuck.
Blake throws back his head and laughs. A few women turn and glance our way, and I smack his stomach. He looks too sexy in his suit. After the awards, we went over to the celebratory dinner and after party. I was here for the food really. Maybe to be gushed over a little too. It’s a big deal for a woman to win this award.
Blake reaches for the award sitting on the table in front of us. "Everything I have is yours. Now get your pretty ass up. I’m taking my girl home." I glare up at him. I’m so faking it. I’m all for playing with my Daddy. Grandma has our little boys for the night. "Don’t make me say it again." He gives me his hand.
Without thinking, I take it. We say our goodbyes to Parker and Sam, who are heading out too. They only came for me. Blake’s family has become my own. I gained a brother and a set of partners when I married him.
As we try to make our exit, we get stopped over and over. People want to congratulate me on my big win and ask about the follow-up that’s now in development. I fight a laugh each time. I watch out of the corner of my eye, seeing Blake getting worked up. He just wants me alone and to himself.
"Piccola!" a man calls when we’re finally almost to the door. I don’t recognize him. His eyes run up and down my body. "You’re even more stunning in person."
"And I’m done." I let out a squeak when Blake sweeps me into his arms. "Fuck off, she’s married and pregnant with my third son," he tells the man as we pass him. I burst into laughter. "You’re not going to be laughing when I tie you to the bed and eat your pussy for five hours," he growls, putting me into the back of the limo. He closes the partition.
"Is that a threat?" I giggle.
"Little girl." Blake’s hand sneaks up under my dress. I know what he’s about to do. Or what he thinks he’s about to do.
"No panties, Daddy." I lick my lips. He cups my sex.
"You’ve been without panties all night? With all these people?" His eyes flare, and I know I’m in for it tonight. That was the plan. "You’re lucky you’re pregnant. You’d feel me every time you sat down for the next week."
"I want to feel you everywhere." I run my hands up his chest and start to undo the buttons of his shirt.
"This first time will be quick." He goes for his belt. In seconds, he’s thrusting inside of me. My sex is already wet and ready for him. I’ve been primed from when he sent me that text. My body knew what was to come. "Piccola," Blake groans. "What did I ever do to deserve you?" freёwebnoѵel.com
I wrap my legs around him. He’s nuts. I always wonder what I did to find him. This man walked into my life and turned it upside down in the best of ways. All my life I’d been alone. Then he was there loving me in ways I didn’t know was possible.
"All you ever have to do is be you. I love you."
"Love you too," he says, claiming my mouth in a kiss.
Our love could never truly be bought. It’s priceless.
FIN.
