22. Chapter 22 Handle Me.
Chapter 22: Handle Me.
Madison It was in an extremely rundown apartment.
In the apartment, there were many pictures of me and semen samples on most of them.
I felt really disgusted.
But now he sleeps in the worst prison there is.
Well, let the good news continue.
Killian's new building was completed a week ago.
Nathan has started managing it, and I can tell he loves his new job.
Gwen is trying to move her career forward and focus on her relationship.
And I can say it's the same thing for me as well.
The difference is I want a baby.
Due to the amount of work he has, we haven't had much time to do anything.
When he gets back from work, he's exhausted, and as a good wife, I take care of him by feeding him and tucking him into bed so he can get restful sleep.
But I can tell you that I'm not the only one who wants to have the baby-making in session as soon as possible.
Killian has been experiencing some serious baby fever. Sending me Instagram videos with cute babies and asking me what kind of things we should prepare for our future kids.
It's a cute thing seeing him act like that.
After two and a half months of abstinence, tonight is the night that we are going to make our new family member.
There's soft, mellow jazz playing in the background, and the lights are dim.
I can't decide which part of the house to have sex in.
In my ex-bedroom, where we first started?
In the living room?
Or maybe… his bedroom, which now belongs to us?
I can't decide, so I'll just wait until he comes home.
The house has some pleasing incense aroma going on.
I'm dressed in see-through lingerie and lace thigh-high socks.
I hear the sound of his car pulling into the driveway. I've already asked him in advance if he's coming home early, and he's already confirmed that he is.
"Show time," I whisper to myself as I put on the placard around my neck.
And kneel in front of the door.
Killian
Life has been good.
As I thought, perhaps my hospital was always gloomy because the owner was also gloomy.
After my marriage, the hospital has gotten brighter.
I'm constantly smiling at my wife's texts and keeping track of her cycle to make sure I hit that at the optimum time.
However, due to medical emergencies, amongst other things, I haven't been able to leave work on time without being exhausted.
But not today.
When she called to ask if I was coming home early, I could tell she was up to something.
As I open the door.
I find her kneeling in front of it.
She's wearing sexy, pink see-through lingerie, and there's a placard around her neck that reads, 'I want you.'
My manhood starts throbbing. We haven't even done anything.
"Good evening, sweetheart," she greets in a sultry voice. "Would you like to have dinner? Or might I interest you in a breeding program tailored specifically to your desires?"
"I'll take the latter," I reply without hesitation.
"Then let me handle everything for you," she says as she gets to her feet.
She helps me out of my clothes, neatly folds them, and puts them aside.
As she bends over, I can see the underwear riding up her behind.
My member starts throbbing harder, demanding to be in her.
But I want her to handle this at her own pace.
She walks over to me and says, "To start your service, I require a passionate kiss."
Oh…
Nice.
I hold her shoulders and kiss her lips.
"Mmm," she moans gently as we kiss.
My hands go lower, and I pull her to myself, sandwiching my member between our stomachs.
I can feel the pulsing of my member, and I'm sure she can feel it as well.
She stops the kiss and leads me to the bedroom.
"This still feels unreal to me," I admit as we get to our bedroom.
"Which part makes you feel that way?" she asks as she opens the door, revealing our room decorated with roses.
"All this," I reply. "It's beautiful."
"Thank you," she says as she wraps her arms around my neck, getting on her toes and kissing me gently.
As we kiss, I feel like we've been taken back in the past.
It all started with a kiss.
Something like this, except it was to prove a point back then.
Now, it's proving a different point.
It's proving our love and bond for each other.
I start to chuckle.
"What? Did I do it wrong?" she asks as she touches her lips.
"No, not at all," I reply. "I just thought about how this whole thing started. I need to thank the stalker."
"I'll bake him a cake the next visiting day," she smirks. "But now… Now I'm just happy I got you. I love you, Killian."
"I love you too, Madison," I say to her as we kiss again.
Her hand gently tugs on my member.
She kisses the tip and starts to suck it.
"That's it, baby," I praise as I caress her hair with my left hand and reach inside the top of her lingerie with my right hand.
She stops sucking me off and takes off her lingerie but leaves the socks and card on her body.
She goes over to the bed and bends over, waving her ass in front of me.
While making tempting sounds.
"I'm still waiting to bear your children," she says.
I shove my entire length into her as hard and fast as I can.
"Hahhhh," she moans with pleasure.
"Ngh." I halt my movement as I realize she's tightened.
I bend over and bite into her neck, and she loosens up a bit.
I start my rutting, pushing her hips forward and back to take my length and return her with greater pleasure.
She feels so good.
Is it possible to have someone that would make you feel this good?
Someone who would be able to handle you and all your desires?
I must be dreaming.
"Madison… Madison… Madison…" I call as she falls to her knees.
I hug her from behind and squeeze her breasts.
"It's okay, Killian… I'm here… I'm here for you," she assures me as she reaches her hands back to touch my thighs, aiding her movement.
Her moans and whimpers, like a nightingale, to my ears.
"Kiss me," I demand as I spin her to lay her on her back while I continue to make love to her.
We kiss as my hips continue to thrust into her.
I don't want it to end.
"Mmmm… mmm… hmmmmm!" she moans in my mouth as her body starts to slowly give into the climax.
I'm at my limit as well, and we hit our orgasm together.
I leave my member in her to ensure she gets every last drop.
"Do you think that'll be enough?" I ask.
"I don't think so," she smirks.
"So, what should I do?" I ask as I can feel my member slowly rising to the occasion again.
"I want you to continue until I'm too drained to move," she says. "We'll have a beautiful baby."
"Just as beautiful as you?" I say.
"Maybe as handsome as you," she responds with a smile.
"I love you, Madison."
"I love you, Killian."
For a grumpy and gloomy man like me, I never thought a day would come when I have a woman who can handle me.