She looks up at me, clearly proud of herself like she always is when she excites me. “You like it, Daddy?”
I nod and thrust forward. She gasps. “I love it,” I tell her, leaning in for a passionate kiss. “But I love you more. Every bit of you.”
I grit my teeth and pump quickly, knowing we only have so much time before it’s time to eat together and celebrate our four years together as a happily married couple. She rocks her hips beneath me, grinding back and forth, looking at me the way she always does when we make love like this.
“And I love you too,” she says.
“Forever,” I say.
She nods. “Forever.”
THE END
