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Later that night, it’s Monica’s and my first time alone together since James was born. Jensen and Riley are watching him so that Monica and I can enjoy our wedding night. We’ve rented a hotel room and I can’t wait to get her out of her dress.
“Be careful,” she whispers into my ear, “that thing cost a fortune.”
“I can’t think of anything but how I want to fuck you right now,” I tell her, as I spread her out on the bed.
I take my own clothes off. Then I kiss her, and she wraps her fingers around mine.
“I’m so glad you forgave me for not telling you I was pregnant with James,” she says, looking up into my eyes. “I don’t know what he or I would do without you. I have no idea what I was thinking.”
“Shhhhh,” I tell her, kissing her eyelashes, her eyelids, her nose. “This is our wedding night. I completely understand why you did what you did. We were only supposed to have one night together. Not a whole lifetime.”
“I’m so glad we have a whole lifetime together,” she says, sighing in relief. “I really thought I’d messed up everything. Don’t you have any regrets?”
I look down at her and smile.
“Only one.”
“What?”
I shake my head at how silly it is.
“Well, while you were in the first female fighter pilot to fly that beautiful beast, I really should have taken advantage of the opportunity to have sex in it.”
She begins laughing, and I laugh along with her. My lover. My wife. The woman with the most beautiful chuckle I’ve ever heard— the sound of which was one of the first reasons I fell in love with her.
“Out of all the possible regrets you could have, that’s what you’ve chosen?” she asks.
I shrug.
“I can’t help it,” I tell her. “What can I say? My mind is obviously only in one place right now.”
“Well, maybe we’ll have to make your Mile High Fantasy come true,” she says, shrugging.
“How?” I ask.
“Shhhh,” she says, and now it’s her turn to kiss me. “Let your new wife worry about all the details.”
“Okay,” I tell her, with a grin. “Right now I’ll just worry about having sex with my new wife in a regular old bed.”
“That sounds like a good plan,” she says.
But suddenly I don’t feel like having sex with her in the bed. I feel like doing something better.
I pick her up and she wraps her legs around me. I kiss her while I put one of my legs up on the bed and pull her into me. I hold onto her ass and while I enter her, my cock jutting deep into her wet pussy.
“I like this position,” she says. “It feels so good.”
I look down at her pink lips and dripping wet pussy hole as my cock goes in and out of her. I play with her clit while I thrust.
She wraps her arms around my neck and I pull her closer and hold her up while I fuck her. She grinds her hips against me and I go faster, and every time she pauses I slap her ass or give it a good squeeze.
“I’m coming,” she moans, as I feel the walls of her pussy tighten around my cock. “I’m coming on your big cock. I love it. I love you.”
“I love you too,” I tell her, while she pants and moans. “And now I want to fuck you doggy style.”
She looks at me with half a smile.
“Okay,” she says, giving in to my every command.
Only now do I set her down on the bed, on all fours like I like: her pussy and ass spread open for me, waiting for me, wanting me.
I push a finger into her asshole and play with it, as she moans and says, “Oh, my God, Ramsey.”
“Can your husband do what he wants with you?” I ask her.
“Yes,” she moans.
Still playing with her ass, I stick my cock in her pussy and thrust hard and deep, filling her up to the brim.
“I love when you fuck me like this,” she says, squeezing a pillow that’s in front of her while I hold onto her hips and push myself even deeper within her. “I love when your cock fills me all the way up.”
“I’m so glad we’ve never had to use a condom,” I tell her, as I look down at her naked, open pussy as I fuck it. “I’ve always had all of you to do with as I please.”
“You know this means we could have another baby, right?” she asks, looking back at me. “James is eating solid food now so I’m nursing him less and less. They say it’s good birth control for a while, but they also said I couldn’t ever even get pregnant, so…”
“That’s fine,” I tell her, pushing in and out of her pussy while my fingers trace her asshole. “Every boy needs a brother. I would know.”
“But what about a sister?” she asks, laughing. “Doesn’t he need a sister?”
“I don’t know,” I tell her. “We’ll see what we get next. And after that, we could have another. I hear three is a good number of kids to have in one family.”
She laughs and then her breath quickens with the rhythm of my cock inside her.
“I don’t know about all of that,” she says. “It might be hard if not impossible for us to even have another one, considering my odds the first time around were supposed to be zero.”
“Well, see how much they know?” I tell her. “And even the doctors have said that now that you’ve had one, they were probably wrong and you could have more.”
“That’s true,” she says, sighing. “But that’s all in the future and I don’t want to worry about that. I’m happy with our here and now. Our Just One Lifetime together. And I know that this right here, right now, feels really good.”
“I love it too,” I tell her. “Our lifetime together. And this feeling right here and now.”
I squeeze her ass while I pump in and out of her, and she begins to moan while she comes again.
“Oh my God, Ramsey, I’m going to come.”
“I’ll come with you this time,” I tell her, feeling a pull at the base of my cock. She reaches around and grabs a hold of my balls and that really does it. I give it into the release I’ve been holding back from so that I could make our wedding last longer.
“I’m going to come in your pussy, Monica,” I tell her, grunting and groaning. “I might knock you up again with another one of my babies.”
“That’s fine,” she says, panting. “Just let me finish coming before we have to get back to the baby that we do have, tomorrow.”
I laugh as I come— something I didn’t even know was possible— and I can’t help but feel so grateful that I get to do this any time I want, with Monica, the mother of my child and the only love of my life. When we’re done, I collapse on the bed beside her and think about our baby boy sleeping peacefully at home.
“Thank you for giving me everything I ever wanted, even if it was a surprise,” I tell her.
Monica turns her head and mumbles into my chest, “You’re welcome.”
She’s asleep, and I’m headed there too. Peacefully, now. Lacking nothing except sex on an airplane, which is a small thing to be missing compared to everything I already have.
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