Page 53 of Misery In Me

And he’s not wrong, my legs are shaking. I’ve almost never been on top when having sex. But looking down at my husband, who is talking like he’s in control when it’s really me, does something for me. It’s the desperate look in his eyes. The way his lips part and the softest whimpers and moans fall from his lips as my hips move.

“Christ, I love how you take me,Hermosa.” His fingers dig into my hips as I lean back, giving him a view of where we’re joined. “Look at this perfect fucking pussy, taking my cock like it was made for it. You feel so fucking good.” His breath catches as he watches me cup my breast and roll my hips. “Oh fuuuck... you’re gonna make me come if you keep this up.”

I take that as don’t stop.

Gage’s cock, now fully sheathed within me, pulses and throbs, releasing a torrent of cum that fills me. “Oh fuck, Ale. Oh, God,” he moans as I keep up the pace, coming down on his cock over and over again. I can feel the warmth spreading through me, and as if he knows I need to come again, even as he’s falling apart, he strums my clit with the pad of his thumb. Every spasm, every contraction, sends a wave of pleasure crashing over me, making my body tremble and shudder on top of him.

Gage’s arms wrap around me, pulling me down to his chest while staying inside me, holding me close, and keeping me safe. I feel like I’m home, like I’m exactly where I’m meant to be. His body is warm, comforting, and strong—a sanctuary fromthe world outside. His heartbeat is slow and steady, a soothing melody that calms my own racing heart.

“I love you,” he whispers, his voice low and husky, the words a tender caress on my soul.

I smile, feeling a sense of happiness and contentment wash over me. “I love you too,” I reply, my voice barely above a whisper.

Gage’s hand strokes my hair, his touch gentle and soothing. “You’re mine,” he whispers, the words sending a thrill through me.

“I’m yours,” I reply, my voice firm and resolute. I start drifting off with his cock still inside me and his heartbeat as my lullaby.

My husband.

TWENTY-ONE

GAGE

I’m not sure when I actually fell asleep last night, but I know I was still inside her when I did. Somehow, Ale ended up next to me with her back to my chest and my arm wrapped around her stomach. My watch hums on its charger and the screen lights up with my alarm.PT can go fuck itself this morning.All I want to do is lie here in bed and fuck my wife, then feed her, take care of our daughter, and fuck her some more. Sounds like heaven.

“Morning,” I whisper, sliding inside her from behind, my hand sliding up her stomach. Alejandra stirs, and little hoarse whimpers come from her throat as I slowly begin to thrust, and on instinct she arches her back, giving me better access. I press my lips to her ear, whispering, “You don’t need to wake up,Hermosa. Just let me fill this pretty pussy before I have to go to PT. Then I’ll come home and fill you again.”

My watch alarm beeps at me again.Fuck off.I should be getting in the truck right now and heading to base. Instead, I’m balls-deep inside her for the third time in less than twenty-four hours.Fuck, I’ve got it bad.It’s almost like I’m trying to ensure she stays full of my cum.

Because I need her to be pregnant with our baby. I’ve got this sinking feeling that I’ll be going on deployment soon and I desperately want her pregnant before I leave.

Bad decisions must be my fucking middle name.

I bring my hand down to her clit and make featherlight circles. “Come for me,Esposa. I want you to come all over my cock.” I thrust a little harder and Ale reaches around to grip the back of my neck for support.

“Gage,” she pants. "Oh, my… god. Haven’t you gotten enough?”

“I’ll never get enough of you.”Thrust.“Of this perfect pussy.”Thrust.I swap my hands and shove the fingers I was using to rub her clit into her mouth, and she sucks on them. “This perfect fucking mouth of yours.”Thrust.

“Mmm,” she moans around my fingers.

“You like the way you taste on my fingers,Hermosa?"I drag my fingers out of her mouth and wrap my hand around her throat while driving into her. Turning her head and capturing her lips with mine, I suck on her tongue, tasting her. “Fuck, you’re delicious.”

“I’m—pleasedon’t stop.”

My fingers apply pressure to the arteries on the side of her throat and I watch her eyes roll back. Her pussy clenching around me as she falls apart. “That’s it. Fuck, your cunt is so fucking tight when I squeeze your pretty throat like this.” I release my grip and grab her hip, slamming into her two more times before coming.

A third alarm beeps at me and I know I’m totally fucked.

“Gage, you’re going to be late. Won’t you get in trouble?” Ale’s head whips to the side to check the alarm clock on the nightstand. “Shit, Zoe’s probably already awake.”

“Worth every second.” I grab her hand and flip her onto her back. I reach for my pillow, lift her hips, and slide it underneath. “Unless baby girl cries, I want you like this.”

DidI get my ass chewed out for being late?Absolutely.

Was it worth it?One hundred percent.

After our five-mile run, we hit some calisthenics, some hand-to-hand combat sparring and a solid fifteen minutes of stretches. I grab my bag and start making my way to the truck when a sharp whistle has me turning around. Morales sprints toward me with a shit-eating grin on his face.

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