Page 46 of In Just One Night
Genesis looked up from the papers on his desk and licked his lips when his eyes landed on me. He dropped the pen in his hand onto the desk and stood. His eyes traveled the length of my body as he slowly walked toward me.
When he got close, I had to lift my head to look into his eyes.
“Were you misbehaving, Mrs. Lancaster?” He trailed a finger down the center of my chest.
I woke up to an empty bed and decided to spice things up a little.
“A little.”
Genesis gripped my chin and kissed my lips.
“Well, you know what happens when you are sent to be disciplined, right?”
I nodded. Heat soared through my body at the thought of feeling Genesis inside of me. Life had been busy for us, so we hadn’t had much time for other things.
“Go over to the desk and bend that ass over,” he demanded with a smack to my ass.
I wore a schoolgirl skirt with a button-down shirt, and I didn’t have on anything underneath.
I walked over to his desk and leaned over it, so my ass was in the air. I watched Genesis from over my shoulder as he walked toward me, stroking his dick.
When he reached me, he lifted my skirt and rubbed my ass cheeks.
“We don’t have that much time, so I’m going to need your full cooperation. Do you understand me, Mrs. Lancaster?” he asked as he ran a finger down my middle.
“Yes, sir.”
Five years had passed since the night we met at that restaurant, and even though we’d had our ups and downs, I wouldn’t trade my life for anything. We’d gotten married a year after he proposed, right on the beach at the Bishop Sunrise Hotel. It was a small, intimate ceremony with our friends and family. Afterward, we spent a week in the Maldives, eating, exploring, and having sex. My birth control had to work double-time that week because we had nothing but time on our hands.
“Put your hands behind your back.”
I did what he said and clasped my hands behind me.
“I like it when you listen,” Genesis whispered in my ear. He grabbed my wrists, and at the same time, he pushed my legs open with his other hand.
A second later, I felt him push inside of me.
“Mm.” I moaned on contact.
“You can’t be too loud, or you’ll wake up my kids.” His dick slid back and forth.
Around the time Paris turned two, we revisited the conversation of children, and we agreed on one more. I stopped my birth control the same night, and a few months later, we got pregnant with our son, Genesis Junior, who we called G2.
We’d both accomplished what we wanted in our careers, and our children were good. I was happy that he decided he wanted another one, and he got to experience everything with me. We did agree that G2 would be our last one.
“You know I love you, right?” Genesis asked as he applied pressure on my clit.
“Yes, and I love you.”
“Are you going to cum on my dick when I tell you to?”
I loved how Genesis and I took turns controlling our sexual encounters.
“Yes.” I moaned as my back arched. “I want you to cum with me.”
Genesis leaned forward, which pushed his dick even further inside of me.
“You know I don’t have a problem giving you whatever you want.” He placed soft kisses on my back as he pumped harder.
