Addicting Love

| F I F T Y |

Fred's POV:

I fucking hate people.

Fucking despise.

They're so fucking annoying.

I had to go into the shop today, leaving Bee and Emmy. I was only going to be there for an hour. Then I was there for five hours. I felt bad to leave Bee with Emmy but she seemed fine.

What I was nervous about was leaning Bee on her own. Although I already moved any sharp object away from her, there's other ways to... hurt yourself. She told me Ellie was over for a little though so I'm sure that distracted her.

The second I walked into the busy shop, I was crossed by like five people asking me questions about where shit was. I didn't have a fucking clue.

By the time I got to my office, I was already fucking done and missed my girl.

I fucking need Bee sucking me off under my desk.

I went through the shit I needed to, nearly knocked out a bitchy costumer, and almost, almost fired my employee for calling my wife hot. Mine.

There's too much fucken work here now that I'm partnered with this company joined together- whatever. There's a lot of work. Too much for me to do in one sitting. Or to bring home.

We gotta hire more people.

I pulled my keys out of the engine then undid my seatbelt as I slipped out of the car, closing the door behind me.

I can't decide if I want to fuck Bee's mouth or cunt first.

Either way, I'm fucking her.

I unlocked the front door, closing it behind me quietly because Emmy was probably asleep.

I kicked my shoes off, heading up the stairs as I started undoing the rest of the buttons on my white shirt.

I opened the nursery door, looking in and seeing Emmy was passed out in her crib, laying on her stomach, her face all squished together with her arms and legs everywhere. She's a messy sleeper like Bee.

I closed the door and went to our room, but found it empty.

Where is my little princess?

I stepped back down the stairs, grinning at the sight before me in the living room.

Bee was laying on her stomach on the couch, her head cuddled into a pillow that her arms were wrapped around.

Her legs were spread apart, showing me her perfect pussy. No panties.

Someone is waiting for me to use them.

What a good girl.

I grinned as I pulled off my shirt, tossing it to the side, then started to undo my belt and trousers as I walked over to her.

I kneeled down on the couch behind her and pressed my palm to her cunt, spreading her leg. She stayed quiet. I perked her ass up, spreading her and looking down at her, all wet and waiting for me.

I pushed my trousers and boxers down, pulling myself out and stroked myself.

She moaned in her sleep and cuddled her head more into the pillow.

I ran my tip through her folds from her entrance to her clit, then back up.

Then I shoved all the way into her.

Still didn't stir.

I ran my palm over her ass and pushed her shirt up a little, then started thrusting into her.