After we eat dinner we move over to the couch and I put on the show.

  “No fucking way! What are the chances I am on this episode too?” he exclaims causing me to laugh.

  “That's pretty awesome. Okay, now no pushing play. I need to go change I'll be right back.”

  “Then don't take too long.” I laugh. I don’t think that I have laughed this much ever.

  “Fine.” I run into my room and shut the door. I quickly take off my bra and I throw it. I sigh in contentment. Now that it’s off, I strip then change into a pair of black booty shorts, my favorite knee-high socks and the only long nightshirt that I have. After I run a brush through my hair and thank my lucky stars that I shaved earlier today, I make my way back to the living room. He looks over and groans.

  “Fuck, you look sexy as fuck. How am I going to watch this with you sitting there looking like a treat?” I blush.

  “You can always make yourself at home and take off those pants of yours. It’ll be like a slumber party.”

  “The fuck if I’m going to say no to that,” he says standing up fast. He undoes his button and zipper and strips down to his boxer briefs. The boxer briefs that are outlining his hard cock perfectly. I squeak and he raises a brow.

  “Get used to it baby. I’ve had a hard-on since you ran right into me.” He grins then plops back down on the couch. “Now come sit next to me and I’ll try to keep my hands off you for at least one episode. He says it lightly, but I see the way his jaw is clenched, and his thigh muscle twitches and suddenly all I can think about is how fast I can make him lose all of the self-control he has.

  Chapter 4

  Dex

  It’s strange that just being in her company is more relaxing than anything else I’ve tried. There’s just something about her. The more I know about her, the more I need to make her mine. We watch TV for a while in a comfortable silence. Eventually, I drift off, I am not sure how much time has passed, but I jerk awake and find her staring at me.

  "Do you know that you snore?" she asks, the laughter evident in her voice.

  "I didn't know that, actually. I’ve never slept with anyone before, so no one has told me that before,” I tell her honestly.

  "Ah. So, you sneak out before your conquests wake up?" she asks frowning at me. I hate that look on her face and I’d do anything to not see that again.

  "You're not hearing me clearly, Pixie Jo. I never fucked anyone before. I'm a one-woman man. Always." What I don’t say is that I am her man. I don’t want to scare her, but she has to know the direction this is going. Pulling her to me, I kiss her again. Fuck, I could taste these lips forever and if I get my way, I will.

  Why does this feel so fucking right? Her soft lips yield to me. She moans deep in her throat then shifts herself so that she is on my lap. Her knees are on either side of my hips and her eyes stare into mine. Her made for sinning pajamas don’t leave much to the imagination. Those short as fuck shorts might as well be panties for all that they cover. Her shirt has shifted enough that I can see her pussy lips outlined. Her ass rests directly on my cock. This is the best kind of torture.

  She wiggles her ass causing me to groan.

  “Should I keep doing that?” she asks innocently putting her fingers to her lips.

  “Only if you want to get fucked, Pixie Jo,” I grunt and by God if she doesn’t do it again, only this time drawing out the torture. I am about to come just from this limited contact, but over and over she grinds herself on my cock, until she throws her head back, her long brown hair tickling the tops of my thighs. She looks like a motherfucking goddess as she comes apart on top of me. I wait to see what she does now. She sighs contentedly and buries her face in my chest. Her hair smells like strawberries and her perfume is intoxicating. I can’t take it anymore. I need her underneath me now. I grip her shoulders and drag every inch of her cunt along my rigid cock once more before depositing her on her back on the couch, legs splayed wide. Those goddamn socks are going to be the death of me. I grip the waistband of her shorts and pull them down her legs. Her pussy is already glistening for me. It’s tiny and pink and I am about to own it. Own her.

  “I really want to be fucked by you, Dexter. Only you,” she breathes.

  “I have to make sure you can take this cock, Pixie Jo. You are so fucking tiny. I don’t want to destroy you the first time,” I tell her.

  “Why does that sound so hot?” she asks, her breath hitching as I trail my fingers over her thighs.

  “Because you know it’s going to be.”

  “Yeah. It really is.”

  I slide my finger shallowly into her pussy. Lowering my head, I snake my tongue onto her clit. Her responding moan makes my dick even harder. Fuck, calm down Dex. You’ll get in there.

  I leave my boxers on because I know I’ll come as soon as that barrier is gone. I need her to come for me and come hard before I take her. I eat her pussy while simultaneously fingering her. Her pussy squeezes my fingers as she comes over and over again.

  “This pussy is mine, Pixie Jo.”

  “I think you’ve made that very clear, Dexter,” she moans. Fuck, I could listen to her moan all damn day. I get back in my seated position as she sits up and pulls her shirt off. Her perky bare tits bounce as she moves to her knees on the floor in front of me. She leans her head on my thigh.

  “What are you doing, Pixie Jo?” I groan, knowing exactly what she wants. I will be powerless to stop it. If she wants me, she’ll get more than she can handle and that’s a promise.

  “It’s my turn to taste your hard cock,” she says pulling the waistband of my boxers down just enough for my cock to hit my abs with a wet thud. I have never been harder than I am right now. It’s like my dick knows it’s about to get everything.

  Tentatively, she wraps her hand around my length and tightens her fist around me. She jerks me off slightly before sticking her tongue out and running it along the underside of my cock. My hips flex involuntarily as her wet mouth wraps around me. She sucks the head gently before hollowing out her cheeks and taking me further down her throat. I am trying not to come, but she’s so fucking sweet on her knees wearing only knee-high socks, like a fucking wet dream. She swallows around me and I groan, feeling my orgasm rise from my toes.

  “Pixie Jo, if you don’t want to swallow what I am about to give you, pull away.” She looks up at me, eyes full of mischief and sucks my dick even harder.

  Giving in to my urges, I come, filling her mouth. She swallows every drop I have released and then she licks her lips and smiles sweetly up at me.

  “Was that okay?” she asks.

  “More than. You are a natural,” I tell her pulling her up by her arms. Her lips are swollen and redder than they were before. I have no choice but to kiss her.

  “Take me to bed, Dexter,” she demands, sealing our fates.

  Chapter 5

  PJ

  I gasp when Dex scoops me into his arms bridal style and starts carrying me to my room. He places me on the bed then stands back up.

  “Fuck, Pixie Jo. you are so sexy,” he says in a gravelly voice as his eyes run over my body. He lightly runs his fingers over my entire body. He runs them over my nipples making me moan. He quickly takes off his shirt and strips down to his boxers.

  “Damn, no man should be allowed to look as sexy as you do, Dexter,” I moan. His brown hair is wild from my hands running through it. His bright blue eyes look almost wild with lust and I know it's because of me. It gives me such a rush knowing that I can make a man as sexy as him feel that way. I lick my lips and let my eyes travel down his thick muscular pecs, down his washboard abs, and finally down to his huge cock. My mouth might actually be watering.

  “Spread your thighs, baby. I wanna see the tight little cunt that I’m about to wreck.” My eyes snap back up to his and I blush but do as he says. “Fuck me, look how pretty you are all spread out for me like a Goddamn angel,” he growls.

  “Dexter, please I feel so empty. I need you inside me,” I whimper. He groans and climbs on the bed. He kisses my thigh then the other before taking a long lick of my pussy causing me to shiver and moan.

  “I gotta have the taste of your sweet virgin pussy on my lips while I make you mine.” Sweet mother Mary, that is hot as fuck.

  “Make me yours, Dex. I want you.” He kisses his way up my stomach over my chest then sucks one of my aching nipples into his warm mouth. I gasp and my pussy clenches. He lets it go with a loud pop. He grabs his cock and runs it through my wet folds, the head of it hitting my sensitive clit I moan.

  “You sure you want this, Pixie Jo? Once I have you there is no going back and there is no way in fuck I am putting on a condom. When I take you, I'm claiming all of you, body, heart, and soul. There will never be anything between us.” I moan.

  “Oh God yes. Please. I'm yours. All yours, Dexter. I want you for always.” He growls and kisses me hard once.

  “Your creamy little pussy is just begging for my cock, isn't it baby? You want me to fuck what’s mine?” he growls. I whimper and nod my head.

  “Yes, please.” He puts the head of his cock at my entrance.

  “Play with your pretty pussy while I suck on your tits, baby.” I moan and start to rub little circles over my clit. He leans down and sucks on my nipple. He pushes into me until he reaches the thin barrier of my innocence, then pulls back out making me ache for more.

  God, he's not even all the way inside of me and I am about to come. As if he can sense that I am he, bites down on my nipple and slams into me balls deep. I scream as the pleasure pain of it all sends me over the edge. He groans and let’s go of my nipple.

  “Oh fuck, Pixie Jo, your pussy is so tight.” He pulls out almost all the way then slowly pushes back in. I gasp and my hand go to his shoulders.

  “Oh God, Dexter. Harder,” I moan. He growls and starts plowing into me in long powerful thrusts. I moan again. Fuck, that’s all I can do. “Fuck that feels so good.”

  “Fuck your cunt is like a vice, baby. I’m not going to last long.” He starts slamming into me over and over so hard that his balls slap against my ass. I mewl like a fucking cat; my nails dig into his back.

  “I'm going to fuck my baby into your ripe little cunt, Pixie jo,” he growls causing my pussy to clamp down. I gasp as an orgasm washes through my body. “Fuck you like that thought don’t you, baby? Having my seed deep inside your womb. Give me one more orgasm. I wanna feel your pussy milk my cock.” Oh, God! His dirty talk is so hot. I think I am going to explode. He bends his head and sucks my nipple into his mouth. His hand moves to play with my other nipple. His controlled thrusts start to become erratic and I love that I have made him lose control like this.

  “Give me your come, Dexter. Fuck your baby into me,” I scream out in pleasure as he growls and pinches my nipple and nips the other. My back arches off the bed as an orgasm like no other washes through my body. I am vaguely aware of him groaning and feeling rope after rope of his come fill my womb. After a few minutes I come back to myself and he has his head resting on my shoulder, breathing heavily. “Damn, that was fucking amazing,” I exclaim.

  “We are just getting started baby,” he says chuckling.

  Later that night, after round three, we are sitting in the bathtub, my back to his front. My head rests on his chest and he is playing with my hair.

  “I could spend every night like this,” I whisper. He kisses my neck.

  “Good, because I plan on spending every night just like this, Pixie Jo. I love you.” I gasp and turn around to face him.

  “What did you just say?” He grins and tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear.

  “I love you, Pixie Jo.” Without thought, I tell him what’s in my heart.

  “I love you too, Dexter.” He growls and picks me up from the tub, not even bothering with the towels. He tosses me on the bed. He climbs onto the bed and slams into me.

  “Tell me again,” he demands. I gasp and moan.

  “I love you. Oh, God. Yes! Dexter, I love you.”

  “Fuck, I love you top, baby.”

  This time we make love until we both pass out from exhaustion.

  Everything about this day was perfect and I can’t wait for more days like this.

  Chapter 6

  Dex

  Seven Weeks Later

  Claiming Pixie Jo was everything to me. That first feel of her under me will remain seared into my brain forever. Then I asked her to marry me and here we are, finally. Her sister’s also found love around the same time we did, and we’ve been to three other weddings in the last few weeks. Pixie Jo wanted to be different, to stand out and I don’t blame her.

  We’ve been home from our weeklong honeymoon for about an hour and she is already unpacking.

  “Can’t that wait, Pixie Jo?” I ask, chuckling.

  “Why do later, what we can do now,” she sing-songs as she continues to put my clothes away for me. I moved into her cabin immediately after we met. Commuting back and forth to Denver was a no brainer, but luckily, I can do most of my work from anywhere. Numbers are numbers. We’ll be getting an office in Monroe after the first of the year. Getting up from my seated position at the foot of the bed, I walk over to her and stand with my front to her back. Wrapping one hand around her waist, I reach down and rub her pussy through her jeans. She moans when the hard seam hits her clit just right. “Stop distracting me, husband,” she says giggling.

  “It’s my right to distract you. We just got home, and I am not ready to get back to reality yet,” I tell her.

  “It’s all reality, babe. All of it. Now are you going to help? Or are you going to pester me?”

  “Pester you, by making you come,” I say with a straight face.

  “Oh, well,” she says closing the dresser drawer with a snap. “If you must,” she finishes turning to me. God damn, she is gorgeous. Her hair is still wild from traveling all day, but her skin is still sun-kissed from the beach we stayed at in Acapulco.

  Quickly, I remove her clothes and mine. The need to be inside of her is suddenly overwhelming. She puts her arms around my neck, and I lift her up and deposit her on our bed. I wrench her legs open and start licking her perfect little pussy. She tastes like heaven. I eat her pussy until she comes on face. God, I’ll never get enough of that. Moving up, I kiss her. She moans when she tastes herself on my lips.

  “Why do you do that?” she moans.

  “What?” I ask.

  “Make me taste myself.” She starts rubbing her pussy on my cock, but I am not going to give it to her yet.

  “So, that you can taste what I do to you. You’re fucking delicious,” I say before kissing her again.

  “Stop teasing me, Dexter. Give me what I need,” she demands, and I’ll chuckle.

  “And what is it that you need?” I ask.

  “You. Your cock.”

  “This cock?” I ask, dragging it through her folds.

  “Yes. The only one,” she breathes.

  “Damn right.” I say, gripping my cock and sliding into her soaking wet pussy. Over and over, I slam into her. Moving her legs higher, I keep my momentum up as she moans and moves her hips under me.

  “I’m coming,” she cries as I pound right through her orgasm.

  “Good girl. Keep coming for me Pixie Jo,” I demand, thrusting into her faster. Her pussy squeezes and contracts around my cock. She’s somehow getting tighter and tighter. I grunt her name as I feel my own release rising.

  After I release inside of her, I pull out of her slowly and watch as mixture of our releases slides out of her. Immediately, I shove two fingers into her cunt to keep it all where it belongs. While it does the job, my fingers set her off again.

  “Fuck,” she mumbles as I pull my fingers out of her and lay down beside her.

  “What?”

  “That. Was. Amazing,” she pants.

  “It really was,” I say, agreeing with her. She cuddles into my chest and this how we fall asleep.

  A few days later, I am in the kitchen working in my makeshift office, when she bursts through the front door of our cabin. I really need to make some plans to make this place bigger.

  She rushes into the bathroom, without saying a word to me. Which is weird, but she must’ve had to really go. However, she stays there for a while. I am starting to get worried and about to move to check on her when she runs back out. She’s holding something, but I am more concerned with the wild look on her face. Immediately, I stand and rush over to her.

  “What’s wrong?” I ask, fearing the worst.

  “Nothing. Everything is perfect,” she says close to tears.

  “If it’s so perfect, then why are you crying?”

  “These are going to be happy tears, I promise.”

  “Okay… tell me what’s going on,” I say.

  “I am pregnant!” she shouts, jumping up and down. She thrusts the object in her hand, which I now realize is a pregnancy test, in my face. “See. You’re going to be a daddy,” she says throwing her arms around my neck. I grip her tightly and spin her around quickly before setting her back down.

  “And you’re going to be a mommy,” I say looking down into her eyes. “You’ve made me the happiest man in the world, wife.”

  “I am so excited,” she says grinning. I take her smiling lips with mine and kiss her hard.

  “What do we do first?” I ask.

  “I’ll call my doctor and make an appointment. This is our first baby. I am sure we will figure it all out along the way.” she says reassuring me.

  “The first of many babies,” I amend.

  “Well, duh,” she grins that sexy grin of hers before kissing again.

  Fuck, how did I get so lucky? I almost didn’t go on that Thanksgiving trip but thank fuck Elliott convinced me to go. I shudder to think what my life would be like without this woman.

 

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