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Words couldn’t express how happy I was for Anthony. The man embraced fatherhood like it was his true calling. And although I allowed him to come in me in the heat of the moment, I didn’t regret it.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Anthony
Several Weeks Later
I had my woman pinned against my office wall. I reached between us and felt that she was soaking wet.
Good. I don’t have time for foreplay.
I impaled her and grinned. Her legs shook, and her eyes rolled in the back of her head. “Already? We’re just getting started,” I teased before slamming into her with punishing strokes. I took it easier than I wanted the night of her birthday. I was aware she hadn’t had sex in years and didn’t want to go too crazy and make the experience horrible for her.
My tongue plunged into her panting mouth; it was warm and inviting. Usually, I kissed her with such reverence and passion, but we’d gotten into our first fight and were working out our frustration through sex. It was my fault. I’d been keeping Nori close ever since she called me Daddy. Simone had a strict policy about Nori sleeping in her crib, and I continuously undermined that rule by bringing Nori to bed with us most nights. I snapped at her when she corrected me, resulting in Simone sleeping in her bedroom for the past three nights. I apologized and agreed that Nori shouldn’t sleep with us because of safety concerns and because we didn’t want Nori to develop an aversion to sleeping on her own. We kissed, and now we were making up. There wouldn’t be any soft kisses and delicate touches. Simone was getting fucked.
I held her against the wall by her neck and continued to pound into her while I bit harshly at her lips. She tore her lips away.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oh, fucking shit!” Simone yelled, spurring me to go harder. Her back hit the wall repeatedly, and books from my shelf shifted and fell to the floor.
She’s gonna have some nasty bruises.
Her pussy gripped me tight, and if I wasn’t careful, I would come soon. I pulled out and crossed the office with her still in my arms. I swiped at the items on my desk and winced when a ship I’d been working on collided on the floor, shattering the bottle into shards of glass.
I’ll worry about that later. For now….
I plopped Simone onto the desk. Kissed her once, twice, and filled her pussy.
“Shit…this pussy is too good,” I panted as I fucked her. I was transfixed by my dick sliding in and out of her perfect pussy, and my mouth watered at the sight of her slick arousal coating my dick. I wanted a taste, but we were racing against the clock.
I released Simone’s breasts from her tank top and palmed them. “Ant, stop squeezing them so hard—they’re sensitive,” she complained, propping herself on her elbows to watch me work. I released them before leaning down and kissing along her jawline. I rested my face against hers, listening to the changes in her breathing. The more ragged it became, the closer she got to losing it and creaming all over my dick.
“Ohhhhh, my….”
Simone fell back against the desk when I placed her legs on my shoulders. I wrapped my arms around her thighs for leverage and tugged her toward the edge of the desk.
“Fuck, Ant. Just like that, baby!”
“Are you about to come?”
“I’m about to come!” she confirmed.
“You know what to do, Simone,” I said, slapping her on her ass. One of her hands flailed above her head, looking for purchase, while the other gripped the edge of the desk to prevent her from falling. She didn’t have to worry because there was no way in Hell I’d drop her.
I felt her climax before I heard her. Her pussy sucked me in, making it clear that it didn’t want to let me go. Simone screamed so loud that I was sure she woke Nori from her afternoon nap.
My leg was giving me hell at that point, but I continued to power through, surging into her depths. I came in her so hard that I had to grip the desk for support to prevent falling over. Simone gasped for air with her mouth wide open as my dick jerked and pulsated, and my cum painted her walls.
“Fuck!” I groaned, dropping down into my office chair. I massaged my thigh, attempting to relax the tightened muscles while I watched a steady stream of my milky cum oozed from between her swollen folds.
“A-are you okay?” Simone asked, righting herself on the desk.
“Don’t…don’t get down, baby. There’s glass everywhere,” I sighed.
“Right. So, we’re good, right?”
“Yeah…we’re good. Nori sleeps in her bed with some exceptions, which include bad dreams, thunderstorms if necessary, and if she’s sick, and we need to keep an eye on her.”
“Wonderful. I need to get cleaned up. Are you joining me in the shower?”