Too Hard(25)

“You realize I’m going to look freshly fucked in all our wedding photos now, right?” She doesn’t look at all upset by it with her flushed cheeks and few tendrils of her red hair out of place.

“Perfect.”

She rushes over to me and I catch her in my arms as I give her one last kiss. There is more pounding on the door and I know it’s time for us to go.

“We’re going to make this wedding fast,” I warn, and she nods and bites her lip. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” she says softly as we walk out together and into our forever.





Epilogue





Harlow





Three years later…





I suck harder, taking Butch’s cock to the back of my throat. “Little one,” he warns. I’m being greedy. I want him to cum in my mouth. It’s a game we play. He always wants his cum in my pussy or spreading across my skin. On the rare occasion I can beat him to it and get a mouth full of him, I get him to cum too fast to stop me from sucking him down. I look up at him with a plea in my eyes.

“Fine, you little brat. This time.” His hand in my hair tightens as he starts to pump in and out. He can never tell me no when I really want something and I want this. He no longer lets me bob my head back and forth on him. Now he controls my movements, but I can suck harder. My eyes lock with his. I beg him again with them. My clit is throbbing with need. I came not even five minutes ago when Butch saw me in my dress all ready to go to the boys’ graduation. He spread me out on the bed, pushing my dress up before sliding my panties to the side and eating me until I cried out his name.

We both could be as loud as we wanted right now. My mom has our little one today. We’re the only ones home. Butch grunts as he fucks my mouth faster. I suck as hard as I can, giving it my all. I get off on getting him off.

When he lets out a load groan I feel cum hit my tongue. I swallow it down, sucking more, wanting every last drop of him I can get. He takes a staggered step back from me, his breathing heavy as his cock slips from my mouth. I lean forward to swipe my tongue across the head of his cock, getting the last drop of semen that’s there before I lick my lips, enjoying the taste of my husband.

My pussy still throbs with need. “Lift your dress.” I do as I’m told. Butch takes another few steps back and drops down into the chair in the corner of our bedroom. He keeps his eyes trained on my dress bunched up around my waist, anchored by my shaking hand.

“Use the other to slide into your panties.” He leans back in the chair, enjoying the show. “You were a bad girl, so now you’re going to have to make yourself cum, but Daddy is going to enjoy the show.” My hand slips into my panties. I’m so wet there’s a spot showing on them. My orgasm from before still coats me.

“Just play with the clit. You won’t get anything inside that pretty little pussy of yours unless I’m putting it there. Only Daddy gets to do that.” I moan at his words, my head nodding in agreement as I work two fingers over my clit. My eyes stay on Butch. His cock is hard again and I know it wants inside of me. He strokes himself as he watches me. His eyes stay locked between my thighs as I work my clit. I’m ready to cum. I know he’s thinking about his cock inside me as he strokes himself.

“Daddy, please,” I beg. I need his approval before I can cum. My whole body is tight begging for it.

He gives me a proud smile. “Cum for me.” I do. I cry out his name as my body shakes with the orgasm. It’s fast and hard but not as good as what Daddy’s fingers can do to me. “Come here.” My eyes flutter open. They must have fallen closed when I came. I crawl the short distance over to Butch. He reaches down and pulls me up into his lap.

“Give me what’s mine.” I lay my head on his shoulder as I bring my wet fingers to his mouth. He sucks them clean before kissing them. His hard cock digs into me. We both know we don’t have time for another round. It will have to wait until later. If I’m lucky we can steal a moment for ourselves during the party. I do enjoy our sneaky sex moments. Over four years together and I still get excited for those stolen moments. Our secret playtimes no one knows about.

“You ready for this?” I sit up to look into his eyes. The boys moved out four years ago, but this is really it. They’re men. They already looked it, but now it seems official.

“No stopping it.” I smile at Butch. He’s proud of his boys. They are graduating college today. Not just graduations but doing it at the top of their class a year early. Owen had gotten a bachelor’s degree in finance while Elijah had gone for business. They wanted to prove to Butch they were ready to take over the company from him. He was ready to hand it over to them. They’d kept working with him between school. I think they work too much. It’s all I ever see them do. College and work. Nothing else.

What do I know? Maybe they’re good at hiding the other things they do, but I don’t think they are doing anything else. Often times when I’d sit down on a Friday or Saturday night with Butch after we got our baby boy in bed, I’d log on to play a video game and they’d both be on playing together. They would quickly join me in with them to play. Maybe now they will let loose some. Enjoy life.

Butch stands, putting me back on my feet. He makes sure my dress is in place before giving me a kiss. “We’ll finish this later.” I can’t wait.