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  And what a long day it was.

  I watch her like an addict waiting for his next fix as she says goodbye to the last of our guests. The kids are asleep, the house is as quiet as it ever is, and now she’s all mine. She closes the door, leaning against it with a happy sigh when her eyes catch mine.

  “Did I tell you that Josh and Ivy sent us an e-mail? They wanted to thank you once again for the wedding present, they wouldn’t have been able to afford Italy on their own.” I cock my head to the side as a smirk forms on my lips.

  “Are you trying to distract me with small talk, Angel? Or is that one of the things that you said you were hiding from me?” I walk to her slowly, she swallows audibly but her eyes heat up with lust the nearer I come.

  “Just reminding you of what a great man you are.” I chuckle at her attempt to flatter her way out of this.

  “I don’t think you would say that if you could hear all of the dirty thoughts running through my mind right now of all the ways that I could punish you for keeping things from me.” Her breath comes out in little puffs as I reach her, I can practically smell her arousal in the air around us.

  “How did this become about me, you’re the one that didn’t tell me about any strippers.” She tries and fails to turn it back on me, too turned on to have any heat behind her argument.

  “The target is a human trafficker, I didn’t take the contract to watch naked women, I took it so I could take out a man who thinks it’s okay to sell human beings as if they were cattle.”

  “Oh. Well if you would have just told-” She gasps, losing her train of thought when I lift her against the door, her little dress bunching around her hips exposing her pussy. Her bare pussy. My eyes fly to hers in surprise and a seductive smile lights her face. “I’ve got a secret, what are you going to give me for it?”

  A slow smile lights my face, loving this new game she’s playing.

  “You want to play, little girl?” I hold her up with one hand, the other going between us to release my cock from my slacks. I don’t even test her readiness before entering her in one brutal shove, she cries out in a combination of pleasure/pain that makes me all the more hard inside of her. I ignore the stars dancing behind my fucking eyelids because of her tight little pussy, focusing my attention on getting the information from my stubbornly seductive wife.

  “Oh, god!” I grab her throat with one hand, keeping my other on her ass to hold her up as I set a relentless rhythm that has her muttering incoherent, pleading whimpers.

  “You feel so good, Angel.” My hand falls from her throat, grabbing one of her breasts through the fabric of her dress, I knead the small globe before leaning down and sucking the hardened peak through the burgundy material. “So fucking good.” I center my face with hers, taking her mouth with mine in a savage claiming as we both climb higher toward the precipice. “You like my big cock destroying your tight little cunt?”

  “Alexander!” She screams, her head falling back as she nears the edge. Fuck. I’m not going to last much longer, her sounds coupled with her slick little pussy is always too much for me. I can never get enough of this. Of her.

  “Tell me what I want to know, baby.” I take her harder, angling my cock just right so it hits her g-spot with each viscous strike.

  “I-I’m so close. Please, please, please.” She begs. Just as her walls start to tighten in release, I stop. “No! No, don’t do this. I’ll tell you, just let me come first!” She slaps my arm, causing me to laugh at her sexual distress. I need to come so bad that it fucking hurts but I can’t let her win. I always win.

  “That’s not how this works and you know it.” I start back up, going as deep as I can get then swiveling my hips to rub her clit against my pelvis. It always drives her crazy and this time is no different, she’s nearly in tears when I stop as her spasms start. I do this 2 more times before she screams.

  “I’m pregnant!” I stop dead. Holy shit. My eyes widen as they search hers, somehow confused even though we haven’t been particularly careful with our birth control. Another baby. A smile lights up my face as I picture Ally pregnant again, her belly growing with my baby, and I grow impossibly harder inside of her.

  “You’re happy?” She asks, half concerned, half not giving a shit because she just wants to come.

  “Of course, I am.” I swivel my hips, letting her feel just how happy I am. “I hope it’s twins.” I laugh when her eyes narrow on me playfully. “Thank you, Angel. Thank you for giving me this life, this family - everything.” I tell her sincerely. Her forehead comes to mine, and her eyes close for a breath before she opens them again.

  “We were both stolen, Alexander but you protected me, you loved me, then you set me free. Don’t thank me for having a life with a man that would do that for me.” She smiles, taking my breath away with her earnestness.

  “You better wrap your arms around me a little tighter, baby, we have some celebrating to do.”