Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
“Oh my goodness. There isn’t anything you do slowly, sweetheart. Since you were a kid you were moving at a fast pace,” her mother said. “She was always the overachiever. A baby in less than three hours is wonderful.”
“Ugh, I don’t know. My body doesn’t know how to feel about it.”
“I’m sure they probably didn’t even have time to give you anything.”
“No. I was already half dilated by the time I woke up and my water broke.”
“He’s perfect, my little girl. You did good,” her dad said. “How are you feeling?”
“Tired,” my beautiful wife sighed.
He pressed the back of his hand to her head. “We’ll let you sleep and check on you soon.” I tucked my son into his bassinet and then shook my father-in-law’s hand and hugged my mother-in-law.
They walked to the door. “Will you stay, James?” Ava asked.
“Forever,” I said, kissing her lips. I held my wife’s hand as she slept. My world was within my reach, and it was perfect.
Ava
“Yes, one more. Damn it, yes, give it to me. Yes,” he demanded as he pounded his thick cock deep inside. The sound cut off and then I lost the audio even though it was playing the book. Damn it, the agency was going to be pissed that something was definitely wrong with the file. I paused my audiobook that I’d been proofing for release and then opened up my email because I would try again in the morning. It was getting late and I wanted to help put the kids to bed.
“Honey,” James shouted as he threw my office door open. The man always knocks before coming in so I jumped out of my seat.
“I’m done working.”
“Thank God.” He rubbed his face.
“What’s wrong?”
“I was giving our Jacob a bath, and we were listening to some Metallica when it turned into big dick slapping violently into some hungry pussy.”
I slapped my hand to my mouth. “Oh my God.” The audio didn’t fucking crash; the other device connected to my audio. These stupid Bluetooth devices auto connecting were going to be the death of me. My head dropped into my hands as the mortification set in.
“Where’s Jacob?” I asked.
“In his room. I quickly put his pajamas on. Thankfully we were rinsing off when it came on, and he didn’t hear most of it.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be. Damn it, I’ll get it set up so you only have private access to the audio. When you listen from your office, use wired headphones, please.”
“I will. Trust me, I will.”
“Thanks, my sweet. Now once we get these kids to bed, we can discuss that dick pounding I heard.”
“Yes, please.” We were able to put the boys to bed easily.
Our older son, James Jr. or JJ as we called him, had gone to bed without any fuss because he hadn’t heard the audio and was already reading his own books. At six, he loved reading everything he could get his hands on, of course most of the books weren’t above second grade level, but he was getting there. He was brilliant and loving just like his father. Or like James said, just like me. Either way, we were proud of him. Jacob at two loved when we read to him and loved music, so we always had it on. He did mini puzzles and started saying full sentences, but I hoped today he wouldn’t use any of the words he heard in the tub.
“Mommy,” he called out when I entered his room.
“Hey, buddy. Are you ready for bed?”
“Yes, but Mommy, we need speaker. Daddy breaks it.”
“Oh no. We’ll get a new one tomorrow, okay?”
“Yay,” he cheered and clapped his hands. “I like sandman.” He yawned as he gave me a hug and then I tucked him in.
“Goodnight, Jacob,” James whispered.
We closed his door and then checked on JJ who was sleeping. “Time to tell me about that book, Mrs. Keaton.”
“It’s a long one,” I whispered.
“I have all night,” he growled, scooping me up, rushing me to our bedroom with the lightest of feet, and then closing our bedroom door as gently as possible before tossing me on the bed.
“Sweet Ava, you are one naughty little girl.” I most definitely was and it was all his doing.
THE END