Page 177 of Dirty Discipline, Vol. 1

His hands and lips trailed down her torso, resting finally on her swollen abdomen.

“The evidence of our lovemaking is the most beautiful thing in the world to me, T. I hope you know that,” he said, voice hoarse with emotion.

She nodded. “You’ve never made me feel undesirable even at my most bloated and uncomfortable.”

He kissed her belly again. “Good, because the visceral reaction I have to seeing you growing our children would impregnate you twenty times over.”

He stood and stripped.

Tori moaned happily. No matter how many times she saw her husband naked, she never ceased to be turned on by his muscular body.

He grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed.

She spread her thighs willingly, and he sank his manhood inside her.

Growling appreciatively, he thrust several times before grabbing her hair and tugging it roughly. “You really are aroused and ready for me, Mrs. Faherty. Maybe we should add playing with your bottom hole to our list of pleasure activities, not punishment.”

Tori could only moan in response. She was so ready for this he could have recited the alphabet, and his voice would have been enough to shoot her into orgasmic ecstasy.

He continued thrusting, and just as she reached her peak, he slapped her once on the side of her thigh and climaxed inside of her. She screamed her pleasure as the pulses of pleasure rolled through her body.

As she came down off her high, she vaguely registered the baby crying in the background. Before she could make a move David kissed her forehead lightly.

“He’s okay. I’ll get dressed and grab him in a second.” He kissed her lips deeply. “You make me the happiest husband on the planet, Tori Anne. Making love to you is always going to be my favorite thing, and whether we’re talking about babies in utero, in their cribs, or in any other circumstances, you, my wife, are always first and foremost on my mind. I might get caught up in the logistics of the day-to-day, but never doubt that my desire is to fuck you silly every minute of the day.”

Tori giggled. David never cussed, so hearing that word both amused and aroused her.

She whispered back. “I love you too, Big Love. With every part of me. Thank you for taking care of me.”

He kissed her head once more before pulling on a pair of jeans and going to check on Isaac.

Tori laid back on the bed feeling a weight lift off her shoulders that had been there for as long as she could remember. She really didn’t have to bear the weight of the world by herself. Her husband could bear it with her, and if need be, forcibly remove it from her shoulders.

She was safe. He could be the strong one for both of them.

She closed her eyes and rested.

The End

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