Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
"I love you and you're beautiful." She attacked my mouth and I groaned as her hard nipples pushed into my chest. Down boy you've already Od'd on pussy today enough. I separated our lips and removed my body from hers and with one last peck on her lips I opened the door and seated her and strapped her in.
She'd chosen this nice quiet out of the way place with candle lighting and cozy corners where lovers could hide away from the rest of the world. I held her hand in mine on the drive rubbing my thumb over her pulse, letting her know through my touch that I knew she was there, that I'm aware of her. We talked about everything and nothing so relaxed again, the children obviously were our favorite topic, not just the three she'd given me but all six. Who was talking, walking learning to talk or walk, who was showing signs of becoming a class A criminal, things like that. I liked to be kept abreast of every and anything to do with my children, since I'm away from them for so many hours during the week and their mothers were there with them I relied on each of them to keep me up to date. I tried to make as many doctor appointments or whatever the hell else they had going on as I could, dad always moved shit around so he could be there.
The maître D sat us in the far corner overlooking the water.
"Sit next to me babe." I sat her in the circular leather booth next to me instead of sitting across from each other; I wanted her close all night because the night was about her about reinforcing my love for her. To that end I kept some part of me touching some part of her all night, like when we looked over the menu we had our heads together as we shared one and I let my fingers play idly with the ends of her hair.
Over appetizers I held her hand in one of mine while feeding her little tidbits from my fingers. I ordered her favorite Chilean Sea Bass with asparagus and wild mushroom au gratin while I had the prime rib. There were soft words spoken in between light touches and by the time the waiter brought over the Tiramisu we planned to share her head was on my shoulder.
We ended the night out with laughter and happiness and when we reached the house I excused myself for a few minutes to let her sisters know that I wouldn't be in my bed tonight. They understood because they all got to have their private time as needed so there was no drama. Just a few shared kisses some I love yous and I left them for the night.
When I went back to her in the nursery room and led her to her room she stopped short.
"Brad the others."
"Ssh, it's okay sweet girl tonight's all about you." I led her into her room and undressed her slowly touching her as I removed each piece of clothing. “I love you Janine Taylor never doubt that, never doubt me.” She looked up at me so trusting so vulnerable; did she understand did any of them understand have any idea what I felt for them? How the love inside me would never allow me to willfully harm their hearts in any way?
I kissed her soft lips taking my time to give her gentle and sweet, we whispered to each other, me asking her what she wanted and her telling her man how she wanted to be loved, held, touched.
I spent the night into the early morning hours making love to my wife staking my claim once more branding her if you will; by the time the sun was creeping over the horizon I'd emptied my seed inside her too many times to count. We both fell asleep wrapped around each other content, happy and most of all one.
"Jonathan get your butt down from there boy." I think I'm being punished or some shit the girls had taken off for parts unknown with Chelsea like almost three hours ago leaving me here with the five spawns of hell; okay the twins weren't that bad other than for a soiled diaper here and there but the other three are fucking terrors.
Jonathan is the ringleader, two years old and already into every damn thing, what's with boys and climbing shit anyway? I don't remember Chels doing that then again she had her own shit to get into. I checked my watch for the fiftieth time or so since they'd been gone, it's not like I haven't been left alone with the kids before at least once a week is daddy day but I'm usually prepared. They just flung this one on me out of left field, girl’s day out or some shit, whatever.