by Harper Sloan
“Charlie, you’re having twins. I… need to read up on this shit before I go fucking you senseless,” he admits, and it’s endearing that my rugged, hot as sin, completely fuckable husband can even think of our unborn children after I just sucked him off to near orgasm and then left him high and dry.
“Rugged, you’re big, but no one’s that big,” I tease as his eyes narrow at me. “And if you think I’m going to last until the end of March without having sex, then you might as well move in with Dad.”
He winces and gazes down at me. “Can you not mention your dad when you’re lying naked on the hood of my car?”
“Feel free to shut me up.”
Without a second thought he takes me up on the offer as his lips crash down on mine and I lift my hips up to him, urging him to speed things up. My hands trail down his back until I get to his bare ass where I try to pull him into me, but he stops me.
“No, Charlie. It’s time for payback for that little stunt you just pulled,” he growls, taking hold of my wrists.
I watch as he bends down to pick up my robe and he turns back to me with a devilish grin as he proceeds to tie my hands together above my head with the belt of the robe.
“Keep them above your head, baby,” he orders and my body shivers as his finger traces down my neck, over my collarbone, not stopping until he settles in between my breasts where he circles each nipple, just lightly enough for them to harden at his touch.
As he works my breasts, he spreads my legs and settles in between them, running his hard dick up and down until I’m writhing beneath him. I lift my hips when he passes over my entrance, trying to draw him in, but he moves his hands to my waist, holding me down.
“You want this, baby?” His demanding tone is a turn on, and the fire in my belly spreads down in between my legs.
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I nod as I try to pull him into me, but he doesn’t budge. His fingers trails from my hip to the apex of my thighs. My eyes are on his as he presses down on my clit, but they start to close as I enjoy his touch.
“Look at me, Charlie,” he orders, and my eyes flutter back open. His expression is arrogant and filled with desire as he teases my entrance with the tip of his erection. “I asked you a question. Do you want this? For me to ram my cock into your perfect pussy so hard you dent the fucking hood?”
A tingling sensation forms between my legs, and I want more than anything for him to do just that. “I want you to fuck me, Knox. Slam into me hard and fast, but please, Rugged, don’t damage the car.”
He lets out a low chuckle and then shakes his head. “Alright, baby, I won’t let your sexy ass leave an imprint on the hood. I’ll take this nice and slow.”
In a leisurely fashion that has me wanting to scream, Knox leans forward and slides into me until he’s filling me to the hilt. My legs are fixed around his waist, and as much as I wish I could touch him, I love being bound and at his mercy.
“Knox… please,” I breathe as he starts to withdraw at an unhurried pace before filling me fully again. My eyes are hooded as I watch his hips roll with each meticulous thrust, and moan when I see the devilish look on his face as he stares down at my naked body.
“God, baby. After all this time, you’re still so fucking tight around me. Do you have any idea how fucking much I love your pussy?” He leans down and places his hands on the hood on either side of me, and I take advantage of his closeness.
Squirming, I take my tied hands and put them around his neck, pulling him down to me. “Show me, Rugged.”
With my arms around him, he can’t pull up and I regain a little bit of the control as I hold him against me. My lips meet his and we kiss in a frenzied passion, our tongues locked in a feverish duel, each of us trying to dominate the other, even though I know I can’t win this one. I moan as I cherish the feel of his bare chest on mine as he continues to pump in and out, his speed increasing with each thrust. His nice and slow turns to hard and swift and he’s relentless in his fucking. The way he’s positioned has my clit rubbing up against his skin, giving me the added friction I need to be sent over the edge. As a cresting orgasm crashes down on me, I can feel myself tighten around his hard cock, I clench my muscles around him, tightening even more. He groans against my lips and beings fucking me without abandon until I feel his dick jerking as he shoots his release into me. With just a few more thrusts he empties himself completely, then stills, still seated completely inside me. He gives me one last kiss, then pulls up, his ragged breath matching my own.
A bed of sweat drops from his brow, and he looks down at me with a cocky grin. “Point proven, Mrs. Wellington. Interesting way of doing it, but effective none the less.”
I give him a sly smile, grateful he’s giving me credit even though he took the upper hand in the end. Not that a mind. Fast and furious fucking Knox is one of my favorites, and fortunately he didn’t make me endure nice and slow Rugged for too long.
“We’re never getting rid of Evelyn.”
“We’re never fucking getting rid of this car,” he agrees. “And I’m never driving a fucking mini-van.”
I THOUGHT Charlie walking out on me right as I was ready to explode in her mouth was bad enough, but then I darted across the lawn without even thinking to put clothes on, and walked into the garage to a fucking vision. Charlie naked is a beautiful sight. Charlie sprawled nude, spread eagled, and waiting for me on the hood of my guy? It’s heaven on earth. And that heaven was in my garage. Then Charlie with her hands bound? Pure fucking paradise.
As I tried to pay her back for leaving me high and dry, I became increasingly aware there was no way nice and slow was going to cut it, and I was right. Now that we’re in bed, no damage done to the car, we finally get the chance to talk about the appointment.
“Alright, Rugged. What are you thinking? I know the pregnancy itself was a shock, but twins?” Charlie’s head is lying on my chest as my hand absentmindedly plays with her hair.
“I won’t lie. I was hoping to have you to myself for a little longer, but I don’t know. If we’re going to have one, why not two?” I shrug, and she turns to look up at me.
“Seriously? Because instead of taking turns, we’re probably both going to lose sleep every night. Double the feedings. Double the diapers. Double all of it.”
“Double the fun, sweetheart.” I tease, causing her to pinch my nipple.
“You say that now.”
“Hey, it’d be easy to freak out, right? We had that moment already when you took the test. I remember the way you paced for three minutes straight and then made me check the test first,” I remind her, grinning at the memory. She was so nervous, chattering on about not having missed a day on her birth control and wondering how this could have happened. I tried to calm her down by explaining all the various different ways it could have happened, but she wasn’t amused.
“You’re right. It’s not like we can change it now. And who knows. This could be fun. Alright, Rugged. Our lives are about to get a lot more chaotic. Are you ready?”
“Sweetheart, I’m not gonna lie. I may not quite be ready right this second, but give me seven months, and I will be. At least we know we’re not in this alone. We may be a little later to the party, but we’re definitely bringing extra fun.”
She laughs at the thought, and my own chest shakes as I join in her amusement. Wrapping my arms around her, I hold her close. “I love you, Rugged. For the rest of my life. A life that’s about to get pretty damn crazy.”
I lean down and give her a sweet, lingering kiss before pulling back and looking into my eyes. “Crazy sounds pretty damn perfect. I love you, too, Sweetheart. For eternity. ”
It’s not just a statement of fact. It’s a fucking promise, one I will never, ever break.
Incinerate - Bonus Scene 2
SLOWLY MY eyes flutter open and I strain my ears wondering what woke me up. Now that I’m a mom, I’ve become the lightest sleeper. Any little noise wakes me up and tonight’s no difference. Glancing at th
e clock, I see it’s just after two a.m. and I realize the twins haven’t woken up for a feeding in a few hours. I yawn and turn towards Knox, only to find his side of the bed empty. As I get out of bed and slip on my silk robe, I smile at the memory of the night when I convinced him to keep Evelyn. The tie on this robe has seen a lot more action that night, and it’s become just as special as Knox’s Mustang.
Heading down the hall, I pop my head into the twins’ room and smile to myself when I find both their cribs empty. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know that their daddy’s got them out of bed, and I make my way to the living room. My heart melts at the sight of my husband laying on the couch with his head propped up on a pillow. Our son and daughter rest in the crook of each of his arms, all three of them fast asleep. Two empty bottles sit on the coffee table next to him. Knox has been a dream ever since Cade and Chloe were born. I’m still on maternity leave, and even though I tell him to leave the last night feedings for me, he still takes his turn, even if it means he’s dragging at work the next day. His stance was “he helped make them, he’ll help raise them,” and I couldn’t have loved him more for it.
I silently tiptoe to the kitchen to get my digital camera and when I get back to the living room I take an endless amount of pictures until I hear Cade start to stir. Setting the camera down, I sit on the coffee table and grin when my son looks up at me with sleepy eyes, his hand coming up to rub them. I reach across and pick him up, settling him in my arms. I’m babbling to him, something I never thought I’d do, but having kids changes everything you thought you knew.
“What are you doing, Sweetheart?” I hear Knox’s sleepy voice fill the room, and I stop talking to Cade to look at him. From the moment I met Knox I was drawn to him, and every single day that passed my attraction grew. I’m completely biased, but he’s the hottest man to ever walk this earth, and I’m one lucky woman that he comes home to my bed every night. But right now, looking at him as he lays on the couch in nothing but a pair of boxer shorts I don’t see that sexy as sin man. I mean, I do, but I see so much more. The sight of him holding our daughter as he looks at me and our son with pure love is the most breathtaking thing I’ve ever seen.
“Hey sleepyhead,” I tell him, and he gives me a sweet smile. “It’s my night to stay up with the kids. Why didn’t you wake me?”
He shifts slightly, ensuring his movements don’t wake Chloe. “I know, baby, but I was awake and didn’t mind. Plus, I need you to get as much as sleep as you can. You’ve gotta rest up,” he informs me, giving me a sly smile.
Cade takes the moment to reach up and tangle his hand in my hair, and I grin down at my little guy knowing he’s going to be just as ornery as his daddy. I bring my own hand up to capture his, and press a kiss against his sweet little fingers before looking back at Knox. “And why’s that, Wellington?” I ask, eyeing him suspiciously.
He sits up, careful not to wake Chloe. I lean down and press a quick kiss to his lips before Cade slaps Knox on the face, causing us both to laugh. Knox looks at the clock, then back at me. “It’s after 2 a.m., baby. Today’s a pretty damn important day, and you’re going to need all your energy for what I have planned.”
Letting out a low laugh, I narrow my eyes at him, unsure of what he means. A wicked gleam fills his eyes and suddenly I remember what’s on the agenda. “I almost forgot. Six long weeks, Rugged. However have you lasted?”
For good measure, he captures my lips with his and this time Cade doesn’t get in the way of a little Mommy-Daddy make out session. I pull away, breathless, wondering if Knox Wellington will always affect me this way. “That’s how I’ve gotten through, baby. Your sweet, sexy mouth. You’ve been very generous while you were out of commission and it’s my turn to repay the favor. So come on, let’s put these two back to bed and get some sleep ourselves.”
Butterflies form in my belly at the implication of his words, and I can’t wait to get the all clear from the doctor to finally be intimate with the love of my life again.
I LOVE my kids. I really fucking do. The moment Cade and Chloe entered my life, I was head over heels, completely blown away with the immeasurable love I felt for them, and each day that passes as I watch them grow, I feel my heart swelling with pure joy and elation knowing that they’re mine. A product of the undying love between Charlie and me, and I’ll cherish them for the rest of my life.
That being said, I really fucking miss my wife. Don’t get me wrong, I love Charlie. My wife is the kindest, most loving, perfect-for-me woman and I can’t imagine my life without her. But I miss her body, her warmth, her sweet, sweet pussy that clenches tightly around my dick every time I enter her. Every time Charlie and I hit the sheets, it’s explosive, and it’s now been seven long weeks since I’ve been inside her. She’s been a goddamn champ, though, and sucked me off more times than I can count, even if I haven’t been able to repeat the favor. That ends today, though. I wanted to kiss Dr. Foster when she gave us the all clear.
I’m putting the finishing touches on dinner when I hear the front door open. Charlie’s back from dropping the twins off with Wade and Olivia, and I’m more than ready to get our night underway. Lighting the candles on the dining table, I grab my guitar from the side wall and start playing a new one I’ve been trying like hell to master. Jon McLaughlin’s “My Girl Tonight” is badass on the piano, and sounds even better on my guitar. I’m just finishing the intro when Charlie walks into the room, her eyes widening when she sees the spread on the table. She leans against the wall and closes her eyes as she listens to the song. It’s the truth. Tonight she’s all mine, just like she’s been from the moment I first laid eyes on her. I was just too dumb to realize it back then.
When I sing the last of the lyrics, her eyes open and I see them glistening. “Oh, Rugged,” she whispers, and I rise from my chair, but she holds her hand up to stop me. Her eyes rake over the table and she gives me an appreciative smile. “As much as I love that you made me drunken spaghetti, I’m hungry for something else.”
My cock hardens and strains against my jeans as I watch Charlie slowly start to unbutton her knee length coat. The knee length coat I now realize she’s wearing in mid-May, and my eyebrows raise, knowing it’s way too warm for it. Shifting in my chair, it’s all I can do not to cross the room, toss her on the table, and sink my aching dick into her warm, wet pussy. Instead, I allow her to continue her strip tease. I inhale sharply when she undoes the last button and lets the coat slide off her shoulders. She’s standing in front of me in nothing but a lacy red bra that accentuates her perfect breasts, still swollen from the pregnancy, and matching panties that leave little to the imagination.
I adjust my cock in my jeans and watch as she slowly saunters to me, desire flashing in her eyes. When she gets to me, I resist the urge to grab ahold of her waist in order to make her straddle me. She holds out her hand, and I take it in mine and allow her to lead me back to the bedroom where she turns to face me when she gets to the foot of the bed.
“My body’s been missing you, Rugged. I’ve been missing you. As much as I would love to enjoy a meal in peace and quiet, I’d rather you make me your meal right now,” she whispers saucily, and that’s all the invitation I need. I quickly remove my t-shirt and my jeans.
She bites her lip as she notices the bulge in my boxers. “Look like I’m not the only hungry one,” she teases, and I shut her up by pulling her into me so her pussy is pressed right up against my erection.
My hands come up to remove her bra, and I slide it off, loving the feel of her bare breasts against my skin. Pushing her back on the bed, she falls and I’m quick to straddle her waist.
“Baby, you’ve never been more beautiful,” I growl, my teeth nipping at her neck. My mouth trails kisses down her neck, over her collarbone, and lead straight to her nipples, sucking, licking, and nipping as much as I can. It’s as if I’ve been deprived of my woman’s sweetness for a lifetime and I’m finally able to make up for lost time.
As my lips move down
her stomach and get closer to the tops of her thighs, her hands come to the top of my head, causing me to look up at her. “Knox, we have all night. Right now, I want you hard and fast. It’s been too damn long, and I don’t need foreplay. We’ve have weeks of it. All I need is you, sliding into me, right fucking now.”
She doesn’t have to tell me twice. Moving up the bed, I position myself so my cock’s right at her entrance. Gazing down at my beautiful wife, I slowly tease her with the tip until she’s writhing beneath me. Her hands come around to my ass and she squeezes, trying to pull me into her. “Please, Rugged. I need you,” she breathes, and it’s all I need.
Slowly I slide myself into her, going at a snail’s pace just in case she still has some soreness. When I’m finally filling her fully, she lets out a deep sigh as her hands slide up my back and move to wrap around my neck. I still my movements and look down at her, and it feels like the first time.
Lowering my head, I capture her lips in mine. “You feel like Heaven,” I admit, and I see the tears well in her eyes.
“I’ve missed you. Missed this. You feel amazing,” she tells me, and I lean down to kiss a lone tear that escapes her.
She smiles up at me and lifts her hips, signaling that she’s ready for more. As I slowly thrust in and out of her, I realize that my life has never been more complete.
I’m one lucky bastard, and I will never fucking forget it.
Let It Be Me- Ray LaMontagne
You Have My Attention- Copeland
Broken- Lifehouse
Say You'll Haunt Me- Stone Sour
So Contagious- Acceptance
Different- Acceptance
Taciturn- Stone Sour
If You Want Me- One Less Reason
Can't Shake You- Gloriana
Kissed You Good Night- Gloriana