Guarding His Obsession(32)

“Don’t start something you can’t finish,” she laughs as she rubs her ass against me.

“Who’s saying I won’t finish it?” She turns in my arms and gives me a kiss as she reaches down and grabs my ass. Leaning my forehead against hers, I think about all that we’ve shared these past years.

We’ve had six kids together—three boys and three girls—and Elle runs this place like a drill sergeant. I’m so proud of the mother she’s become and of how amazing she is, but I still like to get her riled up. She keeps us all organized, and I make sure to mess her schedule up every now and then to remind her that chaos can be fun, too. She gets bent out of shape, but getting her steamed up is half the fun.

“I’ve got to finish this and then set the coffee, fold the laundry, and get the hockey bags ready for practice after school. Then I need to—”

I put my finger over her lips and give her a look.

“Don’t give me that look, Pink,” she says, pushing my hand away. “I have too much to do.”

“Not tonight,” I say, and raise an eyebrow. “I’ve already done all that shit. It may not be the way you like it, but it’s done.”

She starts to talk, but I put my hand in her hair and grip a handful of it.

“I’m taking you upstairs. I want you to take your clothes off and get in the bath I ran for you. I’m going fuck you in it and then rub your feet.”

I feel her melt in my arms, and I know I’ve got her. I’ve always known Elle to be highly strung, but all she needs is a little control taken away and she’s like warm butter for me.

She likes everything done a certain way, but her dominance can only last so long. We both know who’s really in charge, and most of the time she needs reminding.

I reach down and grab her ass with both hands, picking her up. Her arms and legs go around me, and I carry her up the stairs to our bedroom. I kick the door closed behind us and lock it before taking her to the master bath.

I strip down and get in the tub, which is more than big enough for the two of us, and lean back to watch her take her clothes off. She knows what I want, and I wait for it.

Slowly, she starts to move her hips as she strips out of her clothes. I’ve got soft music playing, and she takes her time, letting me see everything that’s mine.

Once she’s undressed, she walks over and gets in the tub, standing up over me. Taking her hands, I pull her down so she’s straddling my hips. She reaches down between us, holding my cock as she lowers herself onto it.

When she’s fully seated on me, I grab her hips and work them up and down.

“Say it, Prinzessin.”

Elle knows I want to hear her words of love when I’m inside her. Nothing turns me on more than when I’ve got my cock in her and she tells me she loves me. It’s the most perfect thing in the world, and every time we connect, I need it to leave her lips.

“I love you, Daniel. Only you.”

All these years later and I still get off hearing that I’m the only one she wants. That there have been no others before me.

“I love you, too, Elle.”

The candles flicker in the bathroom and reflect the shadows of our bodies becoming one. We make love, and I give her the foot rub I promised, all while she tells me about her day. I refill the tub with warm water countless times because I’m not ready for tonight to end.

Some days are hectic, especially with six kids, so nights like these are savored. When I finally pull her from the tub, she’s putty in my arms as I take her to bed and kiss every inch of her.

Elle needed me to break down her walls and help her see the beauty in chaos. Every day we are together is another chance for me to show her just how perfect our love is. And tonight, as she drifts to sleep in my arms, I kiss her forehead and thank my lucky stars she chose me.



THE END