He's a sex monster, he's so obsessed and once he gets a taste of the pleasure. There's no taking it back. He will return the favour, always because he feels selfish if he's the only one getting any attention, but when he's enjoying himself he gets lazy. And lazy leads to boring sex, but boring sex is still so much fun. I didn't notice it until he was the only person I had sex with. When we became exclusive and then when we got married it was all falling into place. I don't know wether or not he does it on purpose but it's become normal for me. It's more of a reward. "Oh fuck." He kisses my neck softly. It's always nice the first time, he rides out the high he feels to replace the low he tells me he's always stuck in, then he rolls off of me and takes a minute to catch his breath before turning back. "Another round?"
"How could I say no." He's always stronger the second time, it's always rough and he never slows down not even when he's at the peak of his pleasure. "Right there," tonight has been different, all around different everything about all of his movements have changed and it's nothing like what it was before. "When'd you learn to move like that." I sigh while he continues to pound into me.
"I've known for a while, I just didn't wanna try it." He hums he doesn't feel as much pleasure as I do, but he doesn't seem to care. He's hitting all of the right places finding all of the right positions to make me feel better than I've ever known. He moved me all over until finally, in the strangest position ever he finds my same pleasure and I figure we'll do this a lot. He's still hitting all of the right places and I'm hitting all of his right places too.
"Why didn't you try it?" I growl and he chuckles but he can't laugh very well he's too busy moaning. "Fuck." I let out the closest noise I've ever made to a grunt, he grunts all of the time but I don't. I give him high pitched sweet squeaky moans that he appreciates all of the time but when I swear, when I grunt he's doing something right.
"Did I just make you grunt." He smiles all fondly leaning in for a kiss, while one of his hands holds my leg the other works the rest of my body massaging it in every crevasse he can get his hands into.
"You're gonna do it," I can't even manage to get through my sentence before I grunt again. "Fuck." He smiles grunting back just lower while our lips connect again.
"This pose every time?" He hums he's asking but I can't decipher wether or not he is asking.
"Every single fucking time." I rest my leg against his shoulder making the kisses easier for the both of us.
"Naked you," he hums nearing his own high but letting my achieve mine first. "Is my favourite version of you." He giggles but the giggles turn into profanities while I can feel the nearing of his high.
"Let it go baby," I hum giving him the words of encouragement he requires to reach his full potential. He won't release unless he knows it's ok. "All over, and I'll be right after." Not a word of a lie, I'm tired and I have never felt so good. I'm surprised I lasted so long but my high is close and I know it. Not as close as him but close.
"Ready?" He hums his eyes tightly shut. This is my favourite part of the whole sex thing. It sounds stupid but watching his face brings me more joy than anyone could understand. He used to announce how stupid it was but he stopped when we married. "Here comes the stupid face." He giggles again trying to make himself laugh so he doesn't make his faces but he does it anyways. His thrusts continue and between his hot, hot pleasure and the thrusts mine follows merely seconds later and I make the stupid face too.
"You," I mumble riding it out as much as I can. "Have made a mess of me." I shut my eyes and wait for him to pull out before I do anything else.
"If you clean me up I'll clean you."
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"Isn't she sweet." I smile at him watching him play with the little one. Precious is still sleeping and our fussy little one screamed until he picked her up.
"She is." He nods laying back with the baby in his chest. His head in my lap she drools on him which then lands on me but I'm not bothered and neither is he. "You're so cute." He holds her up above his head. She shows off a look of complete fear and clings to his arms. "I won't let you fall." He brings her down kissing her cheeks which multiplied her fear, but only for a moment, then it excites her. She looks so amazed by the movements and she gets excited really quickly.
"She's never so giddy." I chuckle and he smiles.
"That's because she hadn't met me." He teases pulling me down for a kiss while he brings our daughter onto his chest.
"How do you feel?" I hum. "After last night?" I could barely walk I just got the baby and sat on the couch I wasn't gonna try anything else.
"I feel good," he smiles kissing me again. "You don't." He teases and I roll my eyes.
"I feel fine." I huff and he chuckles.
"Baby can't walk anymore." He kisses my inner thigh and I shudder. "Mama can't walk anymore." He gasps at the infant who spits on him as a response.
"She doesn't like you making fun of me either." I huff and he chuckles.
"I did my job well if you can't walk." He kisses my hand while I cuddle the pair on the couch. He holds our baby girl and I hold him only until Precious wails at us as well wanting to be shown the attention that we haven't given her yet.
"I want her too, they're my girls." He smiles kissing whichever part of my body ends up closest. "You're my girls."
