First Round Knockout
Page 4
The mangos I bought at the market are right where I left them on the counter. Grabbing a knife from the drawer, I skin one, quickly dice it into a bowl and head out to the back porch for the even more impressive view. This screen door needs oil, and creaks as I open it and step outside. I slide a slice into my mouth and smile as the sweet, ripe juices run across my tongue.
Perfect.
“Any more of that for me, mister?”
I glance over and see my beautiful pregnant wife sitting in her usual chair, cradling our son in her arms.
“Are you sure mango is okay for a pregnant woman to eat?” I smile. She frowns and opens her mouth and sticks out her tongue. If she wasn’t holding Clarence, I’d give her something else to swallow; that’s for damn sure.
She takes the piece of fruit into her mouth and I lean down and kiss my son on his soft head. He’s asleep, probably after having a nice meal thanks to Momma. My heart rises in my chest as it always does when I see her. My angel. My miracle. The woman who saved me and succeeded in making me a better man.
I didn’t throw the fight. I couldn’t. I beat the snot out of George and got him to tap in the first round. Not quite a first-round-knockout, but close. Micky was beyond pissed and put a bounty on my head, but when the cops heard a few things I had to tell them about Southie’s most notorious gangster, they swooped right in and picked up him and his whole crew. Last I heard, he’s doing a twenty-year-sentence on racketeering and bribery.
It was Merrell’s faith in me that made me do it, and as if that wasn’t enough, it turns out she swiped some cash from her dad and placed a bet on me to win as well. The odds were already in my favor, but the winnings were enough to keep me afloat until my next bout in Vegas, which I won. Oh, and the purse for that fight? Two hundred thousand. Not enough to retire, but then again, I don’t want to retire. I want to fight…now that I have Merrell at my side, and my next match is only going to be bigger.
“Enjoy your run?” she asks. I’ve gotten into the habit of running every day around town. It’s ten times better than a treadmill.
“I don’t wanna talk about my run right now,” I tell her. “Put him to bed so I can get my real workout in.”
Merrell smiles. She’s absolutely glowing with her second pregnancy, and the curves she already had are now utterly ridiculous and I haven’t been able to keep my hands off her. I woke her up with my dick this morning, fucked her again after breakfast (causing her to scold me for making her need to shower again) and now I’m ready for round 3.
And probably round 4 later…
As she takes the stairs ahead of me, I lift the hem of her dress over her hips and expose her luscious ass. She’s not wearing any panties, and I’m instantly hard. I can barely keep my hands off her while she puts Clarence down, and once we’re out of his nursery, I’m down on my knees before her.
“Jackson…” she moans as I press my tongue against her bare, waxed pussy. I drag the length of her slit, her wetness causing my cock to flex. I pull it from my shorts and begin stroking it as I look up at her. Her tiny little clit is firm against my tongue. I roll it like she likes and reach up and grab her ass and pull her against me to apply pressure. It’s not long before her body’s shaking and she’s coming hard.
“How do you do that?” she asks, slumping back on the bed. I smile as I climb on top of her, my cock aching for her pussy. “You’re so good at it.”
“It’s easy to be good at something you love.”
“You saying you love going down on me?” she smirks as I slide inside her. We both groan and I gently kiss her lips.
“I love everything about you,” I purr.
“Yeah?” she whispers, wrapping her arms around me. “Why’s that?”
“Where do I start?” I smile. “How about how you made me want to be a better man?”
“And you did it,” she says, giving me those eyes that never let me forget how much I love her.
The End
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