Page 253 of Misrule
“What’s this?”
“The acreage I purchased from the club to build our house on. It’s at a diagonal from Bailey and Mortician.”
Roxy gasped. They’d discussed housing for the past month. On the overnight honeymoon, in between very hot and intense fucking, they’d talked about where to live. So far, they remained in her quarters, but it was hard to host her entire family there.
“Oh my God!” Roxy breathed. “Knox!”
“There’s no way I can take you or Grant away from our family. They live there, we live there. Case closed.”
Laughing through her tears, Roxy launched herself into his arms. “I love you.”
He slipped his hand under her skirt. “I love you, too, sweetheart,” he said, cupping her pussy. “Now, straddle me and show me just how much.”
Overflowing with contentment, Roxy was more than happy to comply.
The End
