Page 110 of Your Dad Was Better
“I’m slowly healing.”
I laugh a little too loudly and bury my face in his chest, so I don’t wake the girls.
“Come on.” I take his hand, and we move down the hallway. “Let me make it up to you.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice.”
I close the door to our bedroom, locking it. I make sure the baby monitor is on before walking back to my husband and tugging his pants down and dropping to my knees. He’s already hard for me, as he usually is. I love how much he still wants me, all the time.
Things have been amazing these last six years, and I wouldn’t change a thing. Everything happens for a reason, and it all worked out. My life is perfect. I’m so lucky.
“Fuck, your mouth…” I suck him to the back of my throat, digging my fingers into his thighs to hold him in place while I try to go deeper. “Yes, yes… just like that.”
I gag around him and release him to suck in a breath. Before I can take him into my mouth again, he’s lifting me up and tossing me onto the bed. Elliot flips me over, lifting my ass into the air and burying his face in it. I press my face to the mattress to stifle my moans as he licks everywhere he can reach. It drives me insane, and I’m coming all too quickly.
“How do you always do that?” I pant out, looking at him over my shoulder. His pants are full off now, and his face is glistening with my cum.
His answer is to grin and pull me closer to him so he can slide inside me—bare.
“Elliot,” I breathe out, grinding against him.
“Yeah, sweetness?”
“You feel so good…”
He runs his hands up and down my back before leaning down to kiss my spine. “So do you. It’s why we have so many kids.”
He pulls out and goes back in slowly. He does this a few times, groaning deeply before starting to move faster and fuck me harder. It’s exactly why we have so many kids. Once he’s in me, he just feels so good, and I don’t want him to stop.
Elliot holds onto my hips and slams into me, fucking so hard I know I’ll feel it tomorrow, and I’m perfectly fine with that. Our sex life is still so good, even with three kids. It’s amazing, really.
“Going to come,” he tells me, and I whimper in response, loving the way it feels when he comes inside me. He grunts his release, dick pulsing. His forehead rests on my back, his hot breath fanning across my skin.
“That could have done it,” he says with a chuckle. I shake my head as he pulls out, his cum dripping down my thighs. He brings over a damp towel from our en suite and cleans me up, then helps me get into a pair of panties to sleep in.
“You really want more kids?” I ask.
“Absolutely. I mean, look at them. They’re all so beautiful and perfect.”
I smile as I go to the door to unlock it and open it.
“They really are though.”
We get into bed, and I slide over to lie with him. He kisses my forehead.
“I love you, Seraphine. So much.”
“I love you too, Elliot. Honestly, I can’t believe this is our life.”
He chuckles sleepily. “Well, you better believe it, because it’s real.”
Which makes me the luckiest person in the world. My life could not be any better than it is right now.
