Chase is such a great husband and father to our kids that I want to show him how much I appreciate him!

Note: This is a bonus follow-up story to Bad Neighbor, by Jamie Knight. It was recently published on Sizzling Hot Reads in the box set Sexy Mama. This story is bonus content exclusive to Daily Sizzle subscribers who loved the characters and asked for more! But you don’t have to have read the book to understand this story. Enjoy!

“Charlie likes milk!” my daughter Katie declared, as she pointed at her one-month-old baby brother, who was suckling at my breast while we were having a picnic at the park.

“He sure does,” I told her, smiling happily.

“Maybe he likes strawberries!” she declared, jutting her hand out to try to feed him one.

“Oh, no, darling, not yet,” my husband Chase said, as we both laughed. “Mommy’s milk is all he can drink for awhile.”

He winked at me, and I knew he was thinking, and Daddy sure is jealous!

I was so happy that our marriage had been going great and that everything about Charlie’s delivery had turned out okay, other than being long! It took two days for him to arrive into this world but it was worth the wait.

Now, we were all together as a happy family. Chase’s adoption of Katie had been made official a couple weeks ago, so he was now her father. And all three of us had been elated to welcome Charlie into the fold.

And yet sometimes it was hard to get in enough one-on-one time with my still relatively new husband. Our courtship had gone really fast after we’d moved from enemy neighbors to fake engaged fiances to real married spouses! And we’d had the kids along with us nearly every step of the way.

Tonight, though, we were dropping off Katie and Charlie at Whitney’s place for a little while so that Chase and I could have some much-needed couple bonding time. As I stood up and started throwing away trash and Chase started packing up Charlie’s stroller, Katie’s tricycle and our picnic blanket and supplies, I felt myself growing impatient.

He was such a good father and so sweet. And yet I craved time with my husband, alone!

Nevertheless, when we arrived at Whitney’s, I was hesitant to let Charlie go. Katie was used to staying here—even overnight sometimes, like on our wedding night or when we were at the hospital having Charlie—but Charlie had never yet been out of my sight.

“Oh, my sweet little baby,” I said, taking him into my arms and hugging him while Whitney was practically prying him out of them.

“It’s fine!” she urged me. “He’s in good hands. And ‘Auntie’ Whitney needs some bonding time with him!”

“Bye, Mommy! Bye Daddy!” Katie said, before quickly hugging my legs and dashing off to a room where she kept a few of her toys.

“Bye, dear!” we both said, and laughed.

Just as I was about to hand Charlie off to Whitney, though, Chase stepped in and scooped him up into his strong, muscular arms.

“Hey now,” he said, bending down to give Charlie a kiss on his forehead. “Gotta let Daddy get a goodbye hug in, too!”

“Awww!” both Whitney and I cooed at the same time, as we looked at them.

“Oh, I see,” I told her jokingly. “When I hog the baby, you get all grabby. But when Chase does it, it’s time to step back and let the man have some father-son bonding time before it’s your turn?”

“I can’t help it that it looks so cute when a burly guy picks up a teeny tiny baby,” Whitney said with a shrug. “So I guess you’ve got me there.”

“Goodbye, little love,” Chase said, rocking Charlie for a moment more before handing him to Whitney. “Have fun!”

“Oh, we will,” Whitney reassured me. “You guys, too!”

“Oh, we definitely will,” I told her with a wink.

“Okay, TMI,” she said and laughed.

Half an hour later, Chase and I were at home without either of our kids for the first time since we’d brought Charlie home from the hospital. And we were going to enjoy it!

“I know we can’t have actual sex yet,” Chase said with a sly grin. “But there are other things I’ve been wanting us to do…”

“You mean like this?” I asked him, as I took his pants off.

Then I got down on my knees on our bedroom floor and took his big cock in my hands.

“Yes, that’s one of the things,” he agreed.

I took him in my mouth, savoring the sweet taste of his flesh as it slipped past my lips. His cock grew harder as it was inside me, while I moved my experienced hands and tongue all over it.

His shaft was demanding as I teased it with each stroke, tracing patterns along its length and around the heavy weight of his balls.

“Oh, yes,” he groaned. “That feels so fucking good. I love how you eat my cock, my gorgeous wife.”

I began sucking on the head of it while jerking off his shaft with my hand. His balls were slapping against my chin, and I loved how dirty and naughty it made me feel.

“I can’t help but touch these big tits of yours,” he said, reaching down to grab them, “even if they’re rather milky.”

I laughed and the vibration made his cock get even harder in my mouth. He pushed it all the way down my throat as he kept playing with my breasts.

“Yeah, just like that,” he commanded me. “I love to shove my dick all the way down your throat.”

I was nearly choking but I didn’t stop. He grabbed my hair with one hand, while keeping his other on my breast. He was cupping it softly, avoiding the nipple area so that it didn’t cause me to produce more milk.

I started to gag a bit, but he kept going, fucking my mouth forcefully, and I didn’t even care. I was glad he felt good.

“Oh, yeah, choke on my cock, my little slutty wife,” he said, as I deep-throated him.

In the distant past, back when he was still my neighbor, I would have thought he was such a cocky player. But now I loved that it was just him and me, forever, and I was eager to please him.

I let him shove his cock all the way down my jaws as I kept sucking. My eyes were closed in arousal as he groaned beneath me, urging me to take more and go faster until he could clearly no longer resist the pleasure that had built up between us.

“Fuck yeah, I’m gonna cum in your throat,” he called out.

And sure enough, a torrent of his hot, white, sticky load shot down my throat, where I did my best to swallow it all down. Whatever I didn’t manage to get, I lapped up with my tongue, paying special attention to the sensitive head of his cock.

“Oh, yes,” he grunted. “That felt so good. I needed that.”

I lay face-down on the bed, thinking that now he might want to cuddle, but apparently, it had been so long that he was ready to go again quite quickly.

“Ashlyn?” he asked, and from the way he said my name, I knew what was coming next.

Or should I say I knew where his cum was going next, and I loved the idea. A shiver of pleasure ran down my body, ending up on the nerve endings of my clit.

“Yes, hubby?”

“I want to fuck this perfectly plump ass of yours,” he said, spanking one of my ass cheeks until it bounced all around. “Are you ready?”

“Yes,” I told him eagerly, feeling like I’d rarely been more ready for anything in my life, other than probably our wedding day, and the birth of my children.

We each finished taking off our clothes until we were totally naked. Then my husband hovered above me, his deeply muscled torso pressed against my back. His warm breath blanketed my neck as he reached around to part my legs and line himself up with the contours of my body.

I was now on all fours, doggy style in front of him, with my pussy and ass on full display for him.

Chase spanked my ass one more time, saying, “Yes, my naughty little wife is going to let me fuck her in this tight little ass hole.”

He took out some lube and put it on my ass hole and then his cock.

Then he pressed his cock inside me, filling me with a pleasure so intense it was almost unbearable—the shockwave of heat that radiated outward through every inch of skin, bone and flesh when I was stretched open by him like this. I could feel the size of his hard shaft pulsating inside me, and I rocked my hips back against him as he thrust in deeper.

He was stretching my ass hole wide open, and it hurt some, but I didn’t say anything. Instead, I let him keep going, because I knew he liked it, and I knew that soon I would like it, too.

Sure enough, as my ass hole got used to the feeling of his cock inside it, I was filled with pleasure and warmth.

“Oh, yes!” I cried. “Oh, Chase, that feels amazing.”

“It sure does, my love,” he said with tenderness, even though his thrusts were getting rougher.

There was something unique about the feeling, which made me crazy with desire with him as I felt closer to him than ever.

He drove himself into me with a wild abandon, setting a frantic rhythm that only increased as waves of pleasure kept coursing through us both.

“Yes, right there,” he grunted, as he held onto my ass cheeks and fucked my ass hole, hard. “Take it right there, my slutty little wife. Take your husband’s hard cock in your little ass hole and tell me how much you like it.”

“I love it!” I called out, as he slapped my ass.

“You’re so bad, to be letting me fuck you like this,” he said. “You’d better let me do it all the time now.”

“Yes, hubby, you can fuck me in the ass whenever you want.”

He reached around and started playing with my clit from underneath me while his cock kept fucking my ass hole. The sensation drove me wild, causing me to pull myself even further onto his cock, until I was thrusting my ass back onto it like there was no tomorrow.

“Oh, I’m cumming,” I called out, as euphoria overwhelmed me.

The feeling of his hands on my ass and pussy while he fucked me there was too much to be able to stand. I was quivering all over, and nearly felt like I could pass out.

Luckily, Chase was close to cumming, too.

With one final deep thrust, he filled me up entirely and I felt every part of my being come alive with ecstasy as he shot his cum out into my ass. He panted and looked down at the cream pie he’d left there before we collapsed together onto the bed.

“That was so hot,” he said. “I loved seeing my sticky, gooey cum all up inside your ass.”

“We’ll definitely have to do that more often,” I agreed.

In that moment, I knew more than ever before that whatever had happened between us in the past when we used to be enemies, and whatever happened between us from now on that we were spouses, Chase and I would be connected forever in every single way.

And as we lay there in our afterglow, a satisfied smile slowly spread across my face as I realized how lucky I was to have found real love.

After a while, Chase got up and showered and went to pick up the kids, telling me to stay in bed because I deserved a relaxing sleep. But I still waited up so that I could give Katie and Charlie a kiss goodnight.

She was beaming and excitedly telling me all about the fun she’d had at “Aunt Whitney’s house.” I had to calm her down by reading her a book before putting her to bed. And Charlie was cooing and smiling happily before he fell peacefully asleep.

I was so glad that this was our life now, forever. The days ahead only got better for us both—we became closer and more connected than ever before, and I was never so glad to have found real love with my former enemy turned fake fiance turned baby daddy, turned husband.

The End.