Chapter 38

Christopher

Jessi closed out with the nanny and I took Caleb to go give him a bath. I was surprised at how she allowed me to take the reins. I figured she would be hovering over me and instructing me on what to do, but she was surprisingly lenient on what I was doing.

I cleaned Caleb off in the bath then dried him off with a towel. The smile on his face was massive and he kept trying to swat at my nose. I bent forward and gave him a kiss, marveling in how soft his skin felt.

My son.

I was kissing my son.

Taking him into the nursery as dishes were clinking in the kitchen. I figured Jessi was probably cleaning up, so I took it upon myself to figure out how to put Caleb in the colorful diapers Jessi used. It took me a few tries to get him into one, but I finally succeeded.

With a little help from YouTube.

I picked out some warm pajamas for Caleb and decided to sit in the rocking chair with him for a little bit. I wanted to hold my son against me. I wanted to look into his eyes and reassure him that I was always going to be here and that the last nine months of his life wasn’t like me. I was going to be there for him and cheer him on in whatever he decided to do with his life.

Looking up after a little while, I found Jessi leaning against the doorway. She was watching me rock our son to sleep, soft snores falling from his lips. She pushed off the frame of the door and walked towards me, her hips swaying and her lips smiling.

“Here, I’ll put him in his crib,” she said.

She took Caleb from my arms and I watched how she settled him down. The tenderness she had in her touch and the way she seemed to gracefully slip out of the room. I shut the door behind me and followed her across the hall into her room where I found her perched on the edge of her bed.

I closed the door behind me before I turned around to take her all in.

There she was, in all her beautiful splendor, with her thick hips and her luscious thighs and her beautiful breasts. The body of the woman that had carried my child encased the soul of the woman I had come to love. The woman I had always loved. I sat down beside her on the bed and took her hand, bringing it to my lips to kiss.

“I was surprised you didn’t walk me through Caleb’s nighttime routine,” I said.

“It’s important for him to have a routine with Daddy.”

“You want me to set my own routine with him?” I asked.

“Yeah. All parents have a specific routine with their child. I’ve got mine with Caleb, and he knows what’s coming when it’s me. Marcia has one with him, and he knows what’s coming when it’s her. Now you need a routine with him, so he knows what’s coming when he’s with you.”

“So you’re okay with this so far?” I asked.

“Are you?” she asked.

Her eyes danced between mine before they fell to my lips. I rose my hand up to cup her cheek, feeling her soft skin beneath my hands. I guided her lips to mine and felt her press into me. I felt her hand fall to my thigh as she tried to lean in closer.

“I’m more than okay,” I said.

I leaned her back onto the bed and her legs spread for me. Just as they always had, and just as they always would. Her hands ran up and down my back, massaging me and curling into my skin as my hand crept up her bare thigh. She was a beautiful woman. An entrancing woman. A woman I couldn’t get enough of. From those days of pining over her while at their house with Justin all the way until now, I hadn’t been able to get her off my mind.

I was never letting this woman go, no matter what was thrown our way.

My lips kissed down her cheek. Her neck. Her breasts. I laced our fingers together and pinned her wrists to the bed. I peeled her dress off her body, tossing it off to the side before I rid her of her other clothes.

Then I slid mine off my body. Slowly. Torturously. While watching Jessi lick her lips.

I knelt onto her bed and I could feel the heat of her pussy radiating against my thigh. I pressed her down onto the bed, her hands meandering over my torso. She was taking in the divots of my muscles, watching as my skin twitched at her touch.

Her eyes were darkened with a hazy lust as I took her hands within mine.

I pinned them above her head and settled between her legs. I drew one of her nipples between my lips as she squirmed against me. Her hips rolled and her body bucked. Her legs were wrapping around me and trying to pull me into her.

But I released her hands just long enough to wrap my arms underneath her legs before threading our fingers together again.

I had her pinned. Her hands couldn’t touch me and her legs couldn’t provide leverage to buck. I rose up onto my knees as her feet were tossed over my shoulders. My cock sat at her entrance, teasing her with its swollen warmth as she panted.

“Please, Chris. I need you.”

“Oh sweet girl. What have I told you about patience?” I asked.

I slid into her, groaning with every inch. Her body shook for me. Throbbed around me as I sank into her juicy pussy. I watched myself inch all the way in, her arousal slicking my cock. It glistened as I pulled back out, the white streaks giving away how much she wanted me.

How much Jessi wanted my cock inside of her.

Slowly, I slid back into her. I pulled shivers from her body as her legs locked around my neck. She was trying anything she could. Anything to gain some semblance of control.

But it wasn’t hers to have tonight.

It wasn’t hers to have at all.

I slowly bent her in half, then pinned her hands above her head. My lips hovered over hers as she panted, my body resting on the backs of her thighs. She was quaking. Her tits were puckered to peaks so painful her nipples were turning blue. My cock was sheathed within her warmth, her pussy throbbing in an attempt to pull me in deeper.

“Such a greedy little body,” I said.

“Please move. Please, Chris.”

“So polite for me,” I said.

I slowly slid back out before I slammed myself back in.

I crashed my lips to hers, muffling her sounds so she wouldn’t wake Caleb. She arched into me, her teeth nibbling on my lower lip. I pounded into her, taking my time and feeling her pussy pulse around me. Her juices were dripping down my balls as they smacked her ass. I could feel her legs jolting every time my curls toggled her clit.

She moaned into my lips with every stroke I took.

I opened my eyes and found hers as I picked up the pace. I kept kissing her. Over and over again as our eyes stayed locked on each other. Faster and faster I went, her tits jumping against me as I slammed into her body. Our eyes never disconnected and her hands tightened around mine, her nails digging into my skin.

“Chris. I—I love—Chris. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.”

Her body arched into mine as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her pussy clamped around my dick, causing my hips to stutter. I picked up the pace, dragging out her orgasm as I covered my mouth with hers. She groaned and whimpered into me, my throat swallowing her sounds down.

I pinned her wrists further into the bed as her body gave itself over to me.

Her back dropped to the bed, but I didn’t stop. I rolled deeply into her, feeling her shivering with every stroke I took. My cock was pulsing and my hips were stuttering. My toes were digging into the bed as my knees tried to find leverage. Her pussy was pulling me in. Jessi was pulling me in. My forehead fell into hers and our lips disconnected, and we began to breathe each other’s air.

I was filled with her, and her with me. And there was nothing that could have physically separated us.

“I love you, sweet girl. More than you could imagine.”

I released her hands and gathered her up into my arms as her legs slid from my shoulders. Her arms wrapped around my neck as her body sank down onto my cock one last time. I fell back onto the bed, our bodies bouncing as I held her hips close to mine.

I filled her body with my cum as her pussy hungrily swallowed it down.

Her face burrowed into the crook of my neck as my arms cloaked her back. I was panting for air as sweat dripped down onto the bed. I kissed her shoulders and her neck. Her cheek and her lips. I pushed her hair back from her forehead so I could take a look at her hazy post-orgasmic stare.

It was my favorite look in her eyes.

I rolled her over to the side and her body nuzzled into me. Completely mine and completely submissive with a dash of sass from beginning to end. I tugged the covers up over our bodies to shield us from the cool air of her room.

Then I wrapped my arms around her and fell asleep with my cock still buried in her pussy.

She was beautiful and she was soft. She was graceful and she was fierce. She was the mother of my child and the woman of my dreams, and she was mine.

Jessi and Caleb were mine.

And no one would ever rip me away from them again.