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“Cum on it, beautiful. I wanna feel that sweet syrup run down my balls. I know how good it tastes, and I want it all over me.”
“You’re so filthy,” she says, but I feel her getting wetter.
“You love it.” I give her a cocky grin.
“I love you.”
“Damn right you do.” She squeezes me as she starts to cum, and it almost takes my breath. “Tight” is all I can manage to hiss as I thrust in her one last time and empty my load.
My arms go around her back, and I pull her to me so there’s not an inch of space between us. We’re panting, and I’m dizzy from how hard I got off, but after a moment Zelly starts to giggle.
“What’s so funny?” I ask while kissing her cheeks and lips and everything else I can reach.
“I never thought I’d lose my virginity in a car parked outside the courthouse.” She giggles again, and I can’t help but laugh with her.
“It’s okay, we can go home and have a do-over.”
“You promise?” She wiggles her eyebrows the same way I do when I’m playing with her.
“Abso-fucking-lutely.” Holding her face in both my hands, I kiss her again because I can’t stop. “I’ve got a surprise for you when we get there.”
“A surprise?” Seeing her look of excitement makes me want to surprise her every day. I think I can manage that.
“Don’t worry, I didn’t bake it myself. But every bride deserves a wedding cake.”
“As long as we can eat it in bed.” She’s the one to kiss me this time, and I love how bold she is with her love.
“Deal,” I agree, and we seal it with a kiss.
ChapterSeventeen
ZELLY
“Beautiful, what the hell are you doing?”
“Quantum physics.” I peek over my shoulder to see my handsome husband standing behind me before he walks over and smacks me on my ass. I guess that’s understandable because it’s sticking up in the air, and I was being a smartass. When I reach over to grab another tomato, I pretend to be annoyed. “Hey,” I huff, and then I feel his hand rub the spot, and I smile. Flynn is always touching me if I’m within arm’s reach.
“It’s too hot out here,” he says before offering me his hand.
I toss the tomatoes I collected into my basket before I take it and he pulls me up to my feet.
“I’m fine. That’s why I came out so early.”
“I don’t like waking up and not finding my wife in bed.” A pout forms on his lips, and it’s kind of adorable. The way he always wants to be near me never gets old.
“Miss me?” I tease, and he answers with a kiss.
“How are my girls?” Flynn rubs his hand across my small baby bump.
“Craving tomatoes. That’s how we’re doing.”
“Let’s get you cleaned up and I’ll cut you some.” He doesn’t give me much of a choice because he scoops me up his arms after he snags my basket off the ground.
“I’m not the dirty one.” I kiss up his neck to his ear. “But I can be if you want.” I nip his ear, making him let out a low groan, and that one sound can light up my whole body.
My husband always makes me feel like I’m the sexiest, most beautiful creature in the whole world. He’s managed to heal me in ways I didn’t know I needed.
“Shit.” He stops walking, and I lift my head to see what he’s talking about. When I see my mother’s car in the driveway, a knot forms in my stomach. “What do you want to do?”