Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
Normally she wouldn’t mind either, but the annual town Christmas party is in a week. It’s her first one as acting mayor of Snow Hills. I know she wants it to go off without a hitch, and it will. Even if I have to glitter decorations myself and serve hot chocolate. Between my Eve and Liza, those women can get anything done they set their minds to.
Eve can be an Energizer Bunny at times, and I love fucking her until she’s exhausted, making her come over and over until she passes out. I lick my lips thinking about it. Actually, I’m going to steal myself a taste right now. She should have known I would when she walked out of the house in a dress today, one that showed off more of her than I cared for. I think she was taunting me with it, knowing I was hard up for getting my mouth between her legs.
I woke up this morning with her climbing on top of me, the words I’m ovulating slipping past her lips as her wet heat dropped down on my cock. In a heartbeat, I had her pinned under me. My plan had been to take her, then eat her and take her again. I only got to do the first before our four-year-old twins were knocking on the door. I love them, but they can really be little cockblockers.
Wonder if it will be twins again. I smirk, recalling when the doctor told her that the first time. She almost fell off the table. Said I put two inside of her on purpose then called me a caveman. Eve knew it was only a matter of time before she got pregnant. I hadn’t even hidden the fact I was trying to do it.
I’m no angel like my wife. I wasn’t wasting any time binding her to me. The quick marriage wasn’t enough. I needed her round with my child as quickly as possible. So I’d continually whisper it into her ear as I took her, telling her to milk my cock. To get every drop inside of her. Her pussy would clamp down around me and do as I told her.
She was right then and now, I can be a caveman at times but a modern day one at least. She runs Snow Hills, and I run our home. Chasing around twins can be more work than offing some asshole in the middle of the jungle.
My little angels give me a run for my money. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. Who knew I would love being a girl dad? They have me wrapped around their little fingers. Much the same as their mother.
“Hey, Marco.” The Sheriff waves at me as I pass by the hardware store. I give him a chin nod. Hey, it’s better than me ignoring people completely. I had to be somewhat social. I am no longer the ax murder that lived in a cabin on the edge of town. I am Eve’s husband.
Crane gives me a nod when I pass the library. He’s leaning up against one of the pillars.
“They giving you a headache?” I ask him. The two of us get along well. He’s obsessed with his wife and has retired as well.
We worked somewhat in the same ballpark. He did his jobs solo and contracted out. He got to cherry pick, I’m sure being hired out by one outfit to take out another. NML knew about some of them but often turned a blind eye. They didn’t care if one organization killed the other. I know when my wife and kids are with him and Liza, they are protected. Crane can more than handle himself.
“I’m on door patrol so no one tries to slip out.” He glances back to the doors of the library. I dropped the twins off there a few hours ago. They are making decorations for the Christmas party. It’s something Liza has the kids do every year.
“You got glitter on your face.”
“There is glitter everywhere.” He shakes his head. “Your daughters are the worst with that shit.”
“Oh I know.” Once I tried to ban it from the house. That lasted a whole day. I keep on walking, knowing I don’t have a ton of time until they’ll be wrapping up at the library. My window of time alone with my wife is closing with each second that passes.
Quickly I pull on my gloves and pop the back of my SUV parked out front of Town Hall. I set down my box from the bakery and grab the giant bin of salt to toss across the stairs. Can’t have my wife busting her ass. Her and those damn heels. I love and hate them at the same time. When I’m done, I pull my gloves off, tossing them in the back and snagging the cupcakes I got for my wife.