Page 45 of Odin

I shook my head at him. He was a fool if he thought I believed him, and my husband was anything but.

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2Years After That

Odin

My phone was on the charger near my head, and I took a sidelong glance at it. Eight-thirty in the morning. We didn't have long if we were going to finish, and I'd probably kill someone if we didn't.

"You know this is my favorite view, baby, but time's running out."

"No, not yet," she moaned, trying to rock her hips faster against my pelvis, burying my dick deep within her.

I reached for her waist and sat up in bed. Locking one hand on her hip, I threaded the fingers of the other hand through her hair, pulling her closer to me.

"I love you, Serena. I don't tell you enough, but I love you," I said as I placed my forehead against hers and pushed my hips up to meet hers.

"I can't get there. We're going to run out of time," she said in a huff, frustration lacing her voice.

"Don't stop," I demanded. If she stopped, my dick would cry. I was harder than a rock, and every time she touched me, I had to grit my teeth not to flip her over and bury myself deep withinher. She was in control, and I wanted her to feel confident. I wouldn't allow myself to come until she exploded first. It gave me satisfaction to know that I took care of her needs. Not anyone else.

She moaned in my ear, trying to keep the noise down.

"If you scream, this will be over."

"If I scream, you'll know I got off."

I rubbed my hands down her body until I reached her ass. "That's for even thinking about ending this." I smacked her ass as I shoved my hips up on my stroke. "You always feel too good, like your pussy is the only one made for my dick."

She ignored me and grabbed my hand from her ass and placed it on her mound. "Rub my clit and make me come."

I didn't have to be told twice. I rubbed my hand down her body until I could feel our combined movements. Moving the pad of my finger to her clit, I made small circles, directly stimulating her.

"That's good," she moaned in my ear. "More."

"I know you can go harder, baby." If I was right, we had about five more minutes.

I spurred her on, her thrusts matching the pressure I applied on her clit until she was biting down on my shoulder to muffle her cries.

"That's my girl," I whispered in her ear, allowing my body to take pleasure from her.

She groaned as her movements became erratic, eventually shuddering against my chest with her head in the crook of my neck. I wrapped both arms around her, and we stayed locked in each other.

There was a cry through the monitor that sat on her nightstand.

"We made it," she laughed softly.

"He wants a sibling." I'd been trying to talk Serena into another baby. She hadn't said no, but she wanted to wait until our son was a little older.

There was a louder cry through the monitor.

"See, he agrees. Why don't you shower, and I'll go get him?" I kissed her parted lips, taking advantage of her tongue.

She raised herself off of my dick, and I made a hissing sound at the friction.

"Thank you. I didn't think I'd ever be this happy." She rushed off before I could say anything.

There was a wail through the monitor. Time was up.

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