XOXO Read Online M.K. Moore

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 8
Estimated words: 7568 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 38(@200wpm)___ 30(@250wpm)___ 25(@300wpm)
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“So are you,” she says, raking her nails down my back,

For our first time as husband and wife, I make slow, sweet love to her.

After that, all bets are off as I take her over and over.

Ren Davis. Ren is my wife, and I never thought it would end any other way.

Epilogue

Ren

Ten Years Later

Meet me in the bedroom, XOXO

I read the post-it on the fridge and smile. We’ve been married for ten years, and he still does this. The house is quiet, so the kids must be at their grandparent's house. Lucky for us, both sets are right next door. I strip my clothes off as I walk down the hallway. I push open the bedroom door, and there is a huge bouquet of flowers on my nightstand.

“Happy Birthday, baby,” he says, coming out of the bathroom, naked and wet.

“Thank you. You took a shower without me?” I pout.

“I had to. I was out in the field all day.”

“Farmer Aaron. I love it when you come in all dirty,” I say as he snatches me into his arms. During his senior year in college, he broke his leg and couldn’t play. So, he came home and made good on his dream of building an empire, while my salon has been voted the best salon in Tallahassee five years in a row. All before we are thirty plus four kids, but he doesn’t know that I’m pregnant again. I found out this morning.

“You love being dirty, don’t you, baby girl?” he growls into my ear.

“You know I do,” I reply because why lie?

“Get your ass in that bed and spread those thighs for me. Show me what’s mine,” he demands, and I do what he says. “Now, touch that fucking pussy and tell me if it’s wet for me.”

“It’s wet,” I reply without touching myself.

“Touch it,” he says, shaking his head.

I run my fingers through my folds, teasing my clit.

“Babe, please. I need you,” I huff. Touching myself just makes me want more than I can do myself.

“Tell me.”

“My pussy is wet for you. Please fuck me, Aaron. Please,” I beg.

He climbs onto the bed between my legs, stroking his cock as he does so. I lick my lips and grin at him. I can see his precum beading on the head, and I want to taste it. Reaching out, I swipe some off of the tip and bring my fingers to my mouth.

“Fuck, Ren. That was so fucking hot,” he groans, rubbing his cock on my clit.

He slams into me without warning, making me moan. I love him so much.

This love is everything I’ve ever wanted in this life, and I have it in spades.

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