Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 49949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Renee immediately removes her nightgown to reveal her full, engorged breasts. As I caress her tits softly, her milk drips from her prominent nipples. I run my fingers over her areolas gently, knowing how sensitive they are, and she moans before I pull her down to me in order to suck the milk from its source.
She moans louder now as I suck greedily at her tits, switching from one nipple to the other. Renee dry humps my cock for a few moments before reaching down between us and pulling me free from my underwear.
She’s already soaked when she pushes my cock inside of her. Her own lubrication makes it easy for her to work her tight pussy up and down my thick cock. Fuck, she feels incredible. I don’t know how she’s still so tight after having a baby. I continue to milk her sweet tits as she milks my cock.
“Oh God, Kane… don’t stop. I’m so close.”
I break from her nipple to take a breath, but I continue to massage them as I thrust my hips up to meet Renee’s.
“Ugh,” she lets out a long groan, and I immediately fasten my lips to one of her nipples again in order to prolong her orgasm.
Her pussy walls contract around me, squeezing my orgasm out of me.
“Shit, Renee,” I growl, letting go of her nipple and kissing her deeply. “Incredible,” I breathe out, burying my face into her chest.
Renee cradles my head against her as we catch our breath. She rolls onto her back, and we both stare up at the ceiling as our breathing returns to normal. I swiftly reach into the nightstand next to the bed and grab a small box.
I gently guide Renee’s face to look at me. We share a sweet kiss, and when we part, I can’t hold back anymore.
“Marry me,” I blurt out just as she also says something.
“I’m pregnant.”
“What?!” we both shout simultaneously.
“You’re pregnant?” I ask, making sure I heard her correctly.
“Did you just ask me to marry you?” Renee laughs.
I hold up the box and open it. Taking the ring out, I grab hold of her hand.
“Will you marry me, Renee?”
“Of course!” she says, smothering me in a kiss as she climbs on top of me.
I slip the ring onto her finger, and she stares at it for a moment. The look on her face is pure bliss. I run my hands up her thighs and stop at her belly. Placing my palms on her stomach, I look up at her.
“We’re having another baby?”
She smiles and nods. “You’re going to be a daddy again.”
A silly grin spreads across my face at the thought of our family growing. Being an only child, I’d always wanted siblings, and I’m happy we get to give Carrie a little brother or sister.
“You always seemed so tough, that was part of the reason I had a crush on you,” Renee says.
“And now that you see I’m a big ole mush, you’re turned off?” I ask, grabbing onto her ass and slapping her playfully.
“No, I’m turned on even more by you because you’re nothing but a mushy, tough guy.”
I grin and reach out to grab my journal.
“Did you write any new role-plays?” I ask curiously.
Renee bites her bottom lip. “Maybe. You’ll have to read it and find out.”
We share my journal now, with each of us writing our fantasies down before we take turns role-playing them. It definitely keeps things exciting and allows our imaginations to run wild. I love that Renee and I can trust each other with all of our wicked thoughts.
Carrie’s cries come through on the baby monitor. Renee jumps off the bed and tosses her nightgown on. I slip my underwear on before flipping through the journal, but I’m distracted by Renee talking to Carrie through the monitor.
“It’s okay, baby girl,” Renee says soothingly. “You want some music?”
Renee turns on the speaker we have in the nursery. “Open Arms” by Journey starts playing, and I smile at hearing mine and Renee’s song.
Carrie is often lulled to sleep by “Open Arms,” and it makes me happy that she shares our love for the same music.
Immediately, Carrie’s cries come to a stop, and a soft cooing replaces them. That’s one of my favorite sounds in the world.
“I have big news for you, Care Bear,” Renee says. “You’re going to be a big sister.”
As if she understands, Carrie lets out a squeal. I chuckle to myself as Renee laughs happily with our daughter.