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She shrugs. “I’m only thirty-two. I never did with Billy, but I think I would like raising a kid with you. Maybe a little boy with his father’s shaggy brown hair and green eyes?”
“We don’t have to. I’m happy with the life we have, if you are. I don’t want you to feel like this is something you have to do for me. I know you think I’m young, but I know what I want in life. I want you. Farrah too. I will love any child we have unconditionally, but I also don’t need that to be fulfilled.” I cup her cheek.
“No, but I might. We don’t have to make the decision now. I’m still protected, but I like the idea of you filling me up and planting your seed. Don’t you?”
I think about it and realize I do. I really fucking do.
Growling, I tear off my clothes. “You have two seconds to get naked. I am going to breed the fuck out of you on that bed.”
She giggles, struggling out of her pants before she manages to move to the bed and fall on it. “Oops. I took three. Are you going to punish me?”
I shake my head, moving my body until it covers hers. “No. I’m going to love you.”
I kiss her lips softly before I move to her cheek. She turns her head when I get to her neck, giving me more space. When I move lower, she grabs my head until I look at her.
“Are you sure you are okay? Your bruise looks pretty nasty, and you were shot.”
“Grazed. Only a scratch and the bruise will heal. Nothing, and I do mean nothing, will stop me from loving you tonight. Do you understand?”
She nods. “In that case, I know you are trying to be sweet and caring. You want to do right by me because tonight was intense, but I don’t want that. I want release. So I need you to stop playing around. I am wet and ready. I want your cock inside of me, filling me to the brim. Understood?”
I smirk up at my demanding cougar of a woman. “Yes, ma’am. Ask and you shall receive.”
I don’t slide inside of her right away, though. Instead, I manipulate her legs until they are on my shoulder. She wants a good fuck? I’m going to beat that pussy up until she screams my name for the whole clubhouse to hear.
When I finally thrust inside of her, the headboard hits the wall. It continues to thump with every stroke I take. Reaching down, I cover Sami’s neck with my hand, not squeezing, but holding her in place.
Her hand comes up, intertwining with my own as I stare down at her. I fuck her until her eyes roll back. When her bodygrows lax, I continue to fuck her. When her eyes flutter back open, I’m still fucking her, sending her into a second orgasm.
I am relentless, fucking her until my arms nearly give out from exertion. Only when she finally begs for me to stop, do I release the load I had been holding for over an hour. Only then do I give her what she asked for all along.
As I pull out, I use my fingers to press my cum back inside of her body. She quivers at the sensation, her eyes barely able to stay open. She is thoroughly sated and well fucked.
“I love you, Matt. So much,” she murmurs.
“I love you too, Sami. I always will. Shh. Go to sleep now. You need your rest.”
“No rest. I want to stay up with you.”
I chuckle. “Trust me, you will want to rest. I haven’t had my fill of you yet tonight.”
“Mmm. Good. Me either,” she says as she yawns.
I keep my fingers inside of her, moving to the side to let her lie on my chest. She falls asleep like that as my mind races with all the reasons this woman shouldn’t love me, but she does.
Fuck, I don’t know what I did, but karma was on my side with this one.
Three months later
Life has been pretty great. Loyal is attentive as ever. He doesn’t officially live with us, but he might as well, as often as he is at our place.
He and Farrah are more like friends than enemies these days. Well, except for when Loyal is a dick to her new boyfriend Abel.
That’s another thing I’m trying to get used to. Farrah has a boyfriend, and he is part of the same club my boyfriend is in. Or at least Loyal says he plans to join when he’s eighteen.
I don’t know how I feel about it. I am happy he knows what he wants from life, but I worry Farrah will give up her chance at a college experience to stay behind with him.
It’s hard for me to come to terms with, but I’m trying to let her live her life.
