3.What A Night?

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As I sit down next to him, Khanyi in front of us, narrating her year to her dad, he places his arm around my waist and pulls me closer to him.

"And this is my report card." she hands it to him with pride oozing from her, the smile on his face grows

"Well done, Khanyi, this is great, are you proud of yourself?" she nods

"And I am proud of you as well, come get a hug." she jumps onto us and we wrap our arms around her

"We love you," we say at the same time and she lets out a giggle

"I love you too."

Our daughter is quite descriptive with her stories and they may take a while but the joy in her voice and on her face is irreplaceable. After she is done, we encourage her to go and rest for the big day we have tomorrow.

While the last time she got tucked in she was five, she asks her father to come and tuck her in, she is cherishing every moment she has with him.

"I did not know you would be back so soon," I confess as I apply my moisturiser

"I struck a deal with Randall."

"I fucking hate Randall, what is the deal?"

"You do not need to worry about it."

"Okay but I still need to know, do I not?" he sighs

"I am going to be working a little bit longer here."

"How many years, Kaiser." I only use his full name when I am on the verge of anger

"Five." mumbles out of his lips

"Fucking hell, Kai! So basically, you are never coming back."

"More bad news, If we are not back in the US in three months, we will be arrested in whatever country we are."

"What the fuck?" while part of me wants to hate him for becoming an assassin in the first place, I could not bring myself to blame him for it, for that situation we are in.

"You look sexy," he says standing at the threshold of our bathroom.

"Thank you, my love." I turn around and take in his appearance as he stands in his trunks. He is growing out his hair, it looks like he is either a surfer or in a biking gang, especially with those tattoos. They have always made me love him more. His beard has been growing for a few months and it is attractive, he also is a bit sunburned. "You look good." with my sigh, I release my worries to focus on my salacious husband

"I do?" a nod "It is the beard."

"No, no, I still hate when you grow it out, it is the hair, it is making me feel things." a smirk makes its way onto his face

"Come here," he commands and I walk over to the threshold, he allows me into his space and sets his hands on my waist, "Can I get a kiss?" a giggle evades my throat before I join our lips, I can feel the tears pooling into my eyes as the memory of his kiss crashes my thoughts, I missed this, more than words could ever describe, I missed him dearly.

My arms necklace around his neck as his trail to my ass, pulling me closer, with our clothes creating too much space. I pull away to unbutton his shirt, he smiles as he looks down at me undressing him.

"I am one lucky man," he says lifting me onto his chest as I wrap my legs around his torso

"Why?" he lays me on the bed and gets on top of me

"I have a beautiful wife," kiss on my forehead "Who is the best mother," on my cheek "who is considerate," my other cheek "fiercely protective," on my lips "I appreciate you," my neck "I am grateful for you," fuck "I am thankful for all you do for me, Kitten." he praises as his hand goes inside my pyjama shirt, searching for my boob before his hand makes its way into my pyjama pants

"Daddy!" I moan aloud as his fingers enter me, he lets out a chuckle

"Do Daddy's fingers feel good?"

"Yes, Sir." a kiss on my collarbone that leads to others "ah," I whimper as my orgasm is close. He pulls his fingers out. "Fuck,"

Placing them in his mouth, he smiles before placing his fingers in my mouth. "Good girl, now help Daddy out of these pants, if you want to cum."

I unbuckle his belt before undoing the button, carefully pulling down the zipper before dragging his pants to the ground, I tug his briefs down as well. He yanks my pants off before undoing my shirt.

He pushes me onto the bed, taking a moment to admire me he places kisses along my collarbone and I want him inside me. "Can I fuck you and make you cum?"

"Yes, Daddy." desperation overladen in my voice

"Open your eyes, Kitten." as I open them to look at him, he rams into me "Fuck," he moans

"Oh," I groan as he continues hammering into me, taking his time to make sure I feel the full pleasure of every stroke

"You are doing so good for me, Kitten, doing so good for Daddy," he says before he turns me to lay on my side and starts pounding into me

"Fuck, you feel so good, Daddy!" a slap on my ass

"You take me well," a few whimpers and whines as he keeps on stroking into me.

"Oh, Daddy," a whine as he wraps his fingers around my neck

"Say my name,"

"Daddy!"

He slows down "Now, pretty girl, tell me who do you belong to?"

"You, Daddy." he chuckles

"No, no, no, say," thrust "my," stroke "name."

"I belong to Kaiser,"

"Fuck, you sound so angelic." I might as well cum right now, he then pulls out and puts me on all fours, my pussy is about to hurt.

"I can take it" I whisper to myself, he does three taps on my back, meaning are you good? And he will not do anything until I verbally confirm I am good. "Yes, Sir."

He eases into me, taking his time, I love this pace but I need to cum, getting edged twice is not fun, I try to increase the pace and he holds me in place

"There is no rush, Kitten."

"Daddy, I need to cum."

"Not until I say so." he continues the pace for a moment before increasing and he starts ramming into me "You were right, Kitten, you can take it."

"Daddy," I whine as I am close to cumming

"Cum for me, Kitten." a few strokes and I am cumming on his dick "That's my girl, such a good girl for Daddy," he says before he cums in me. I stand up trying to go and pee and our cum slides off my leg. "Daddy's little slut." this man makes it hard for me to resist jumping on his limp dick and sucking it until it is hard.

"Daddy's cum bucket." before walking into the bathroom.

Afterwards, we lay in bed and he cuddles with me, holding me close, my head on his chest his arm across my back on my waist and my coochie on his thigh.

"I think I love you."

"That is eleven years too late," I respond

"Give me a chance," the smile on his face can be heard in his words

"Okay, this one time. I think I love you too."

"Is there a chance I can earn an I love you?"

"We will see, Mr Ludwig."

"Okay, Mrs Ludwig." I love having his last name, it makes me feel special.

*****
The first Sex scene👀👀
Steamy couple.

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