Be a Good Girl

Epilogue

DAMIEN

Five years later…

I chug down a post-workout protein shake and strip down as I step into spacious bathroom in our brand-new house in the British Virgin Islands. A house in the British Virgin Islands to escape the New York winter. It was my idea, and Alice loved it, although it took us a year to finally get down here. That of course was due to the fact that she was pregnant with Jackson, our first child.

I glance at myself in the full-length mirror once before I step into the shower. I was in great shape when I was a messenger in the city, but I’ve only progressed since then. Our in-house gym sure helps.

My abs are toned and cut, and my v-taper is more enhanced than ever. My arms have thickened, along with my shoulders and lats, which makes it even easier to just pick up Alice and throw her over my shoulder whenever the urge grips me–which is basically every day.

Our sex life has only progressed since we committed fully to each other. We’re a couple of freaks that feed off each other’s energy, and that’s never going to change. We simply cannot keep our hands off each other. Alice loves to dress up for me, and I love surprising her and taking her when she least expects it.

And then of course there is still the collar. Alice stepped down from her position as CEO but still does out-of-the-office consulting for her company from time to time, and when things get too busy, she begs me to put it on her and lead her around with the leash. She says it is the ultimate stress remover and turns her on more than anything else we do.

I step into the water and quickly wash off the sweat from my workout, then grab a towel and head to our shared bedroom and stare out the window that looks out onto the beach and the crystal-blue water as I dress. All I need around here in this perfect weather is a soft pair of shorts and a linen shirt.

My wife is out on the back deck with Jackson and his little brother, Kyle. The boys are playing in the sand while Alice sips a drink, watching them carefully like the wonderful mother she is.

If you ask me, she still has that maternal glow to her that somehow makes her even sexier. People say the glow fades after pregnancy or after giving birth, but my wife glows like a goddess, entrancing me every time I lay eyes on her.

Watching her now as she swings slowly on the hanging wicker sofa, while my two perfect little boys play together happily on the beach before her, I can do nothing but smile. This is where I’m meant to be. This is exactly what I want.

I feel this same wonderous bliss every day when I look at my family, and its intensity never fades.

“How are our little boys doing?” I say as I come up behind my wife and run my fingers through her hair. She turns, smiles, and looks up at me with such beauty that I feel myself starting to react like I always do.

She’s wearing a blue bathing suit beneath a white linen robe that is just barely see through, but standing above her from this angle, I can see right down the top and am graced with a view of her ample cleavage. I swear she gained a cup size after Kyle, despite keeping her perfect body just the way it was when I met her.

“They’re building sand castles,” she says, reaching up and gently caressing my forearm with her soft fingers.

“Bigger! Make it bigger!” Kyle shouts and giggles to his older brother as Jackson stacks more and more sand onto his already enormous fortress.

“Bigger?” I laugh. “It’s nearly as big as both of them!”

“They must get it from us,” Alice says.

“What’s that?”

“Ambition.”

I look around for our housekeeper-babysitter, Julia, but don’t see her anywhere. “Hey, where’s Jules?” I ask.

“She was just around here somewhere. Oh, that’s right. She went to get some iced tea and asked me if I wanted one. She should be back in a second, why?”

Ever so slyly, I reach down Alice’s top and cup her breast.

“I just thought some alone-time with my gorgeous wife would be nice.”

Alice giggles and snatches my hand out of her robe. “Stop! The boys will see!”

I take her by the hips, lift her up from the couch, then take her hand and begin walking her back into the house. “Then let’s take you somewhere they won’t.”

Just as we’re stepping back through the door into the kitchen, we nearly bump into Julia, carrying a tray of iced tea.

“Oh! I’m so sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Morrow. I didn’t mean to run into you!”

“Not a problem, Julia.” I smile. “Would you mind watching the boys for us for a bit? Alice and I have a few…things to attend to.”

Alice squeezes my hand and subtly presses her hip up against me.

“Of course!” Julia replies happily. “You know I love looking over those two rascals!”

“Thanks,” I say as I step past her and pull my wife into the house. Once we reach the bottom of the stairs, I snatch her up and throw her over my shoulder, causing her robe to fly up, exposing her beautiful bottom to me.

I grab a nice handful, causing her to squeal as I carry her the rest of the way to our bedroom and toss her down on the bed.

Her cheeks turn pink as she looks up at me, already twisting as she wriggles out of her robe, knowing exactly what I want.

“You’re always so horny after you work out.” She smirks.

“I’m always so horny when I see you,” I reply as I slide out of my clothes.

I’m already hard without her even touching me, and I lean down on top of her as she pulls her panties aside for me. She knows exactly what I want.

My cock is throbbing already as I slide inside her. I feel her wet pussy stretch as she accepts my girth. My balls go tight as I press deeper until she’s taken every one of my inches.

Her back arches and her head tilts back, exposing her neck, which I kiss hungrily as I begin to pump into her slick tightness. Her legs wrap around my body as she pulls me in. She can never get enough of my cock, no matter how much I give it to her. And the same goes for me. No matter how many times I take her, I always want more.

“Am I a good girl for you, Daddy?” she whimpers, already close. Her words inflame me, and I feel my heart pounding heavily in my chest. I snatch her by the chin and force her eyes to mine.

“You’re a good girl taking all my inches,” I growl. I feel her pussy contract as she stares back at me. “You love it, don’t you?”

My wife nods back at me, biting her lower lip. So beautiful. So sexy.

I fuck her like an untamed animal, her legs and arms wrapped around me as she hangs on for dear life. I feel her hot breath on my shoulder as she pants, her orgasm rapidly approaching.

We’re so in sync now we basically always come together. The only time I can think of when we don’t is when I am going down on her and torturing her with so many orgasms she can barely function.

That’s one of my favorite things to do to my wife.

“Come in me, husband,” Alice moans into my ear.

“You want it?”

She nods. “Yes. And by the way, I stopped taking my birth control.”

My whole body goes tense. My balls, filled with cum, tighten beneath me as I slam my manhood into her, rutting deep into her pussy hole.

“You want me to get you pregnant, baby?” I ask.

“Yes,” she replies without hesitation. “Let’s have another baby.”

I smile and force her lips to mine. I kiss her deeply and passionately–a kiss filled with love and five years of the most extraordinary relationship imaginable. I snatch a fistful of Alice’s hair as I feel my climax take hold of me, then drive my cock as deep as it can go and unleash my seed.

Alice feels me go off inside her, and her entire body shudders as she goes over the edge with me. She lets out the most adorable little whimper/scream as she tightens her grip around me.

We ride this incredible wave together, me pumping my warm baby batter into her pussy, and her clutching me like she’s scared I might soar away into space if she lets go. Finally, we come back to our senses, both panting heavily. I brush the hair from my wife’s face and look into her beautiful eyes.

This woman changed my life. She made me a father, and now she’s going to bring another one of my children into the world for me. There’s absolutely no doubt in my mind that in nine months, we’ll be picking out a name for our new baby girl or baby boy.

“I love you so much,” I tell her. She smiles back up at me.

“I love you too.”

The End

Her Prison Husband

By Jenna Rose

His name is Bain Warner, ex-enforcer for the Romano crime family. They call him the “Movie Star Murderer” on account of his incredible good looks that had women everywhere swooning when he was sent to prison five years ago after being convicted of killing seventeen men, and those were just the ones they could prove. Six months ago, his first letter arrived at my home.

At first I was terrified. A dangerous killer wanting to speak to me? I threw out the letters, but that didn’t stop him. He sent more. Then upped the ante and invited me to the prison for a conjugal visit, just him and me alone in a room, completely unsupervised for an hour. I may have lost my mind, because I’m actually considering it. And the worst part? I was part of the legal team that led to his conviction five years ago.