Page 32 of Outlaw

“Ten minutes, Christian? That’s all you’ve got?”

“More like, that’s all it takes,” he replies as he sets his bag down. “I know you wish you could find out, but you can’t.”

“Keep trying for that threesome, buddy,” she counters. “It’ll never happen!”

“Violet!” I gasp. “Not around my baby boy!”

“Oh, he doesn’t understand what I’m saying!” she replies, waving me off. “You two have fun. I’ll play mom for ten minutes.”

Christian chuckles, swoops over to me, and lifts me into his arms. Like he did at our wedding day, he carries me easily upstairs and sets me down on our bed. He doesn’t even bother undressing me; he just pulls my dress up and unbuckles his jeans.

“Wow, somebody’s excited,” I say with a smile as my body comes alive for him. I spread my legs as wide as possible as he gets down on his knees in front of me.

“I’ve been dying to taste you all day.” He grins. He presses his tongue against my slit and I gasp. My eyes roll back in my head, my back arches off the bed and I moan.

“God, I’ve missed you.”

Married life is perfect. Bliss. I couldn’t have found a more perfect man, and as my climax swells inside me, I get a glimpse of the perfection that will be the rest of my life. My body begins to shake. I open my eyes and look down to see the loving face of my husband staring back at me, and I go over the edge.

Yeah. Perfect.

The End

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