3

The children went to bed easily now that they had a system. Henry had been moved upstairs to his new bedroom while the baby still slept in the portable crib in their bedroom. Michelle woke up a few times a night to have a bottle. Deanna cleaned up the kitchen as Max looked at the box of opened letters.

He had to guess there were over a few thousand dollars sitting in another bin. He was amazed, but he was trying to think about what David was doing right now. The man only worked for his own interest. To bombard his oldest daughter with letters like this was very much in his plan. He shook his head and wondered if they would ever get the chance to understand the man that causes so much pain.

Max hoped Deanna would finish doing whatever she was doing and quickly. They both needed to shower and then relax before bed. He had a few ideas on how to find that relaxation. He walked back to see that she was throwing a load of laundry in the washer, and she had moved from the kitchen towards the bathroom they shared for the master suite.

“So much for washing once a week.” He said as he chuckled as he got close to her as she stood up, folding another load from the dryer.

“Well, you added two babies to the mix. We have to do laundry now every other day.” Deanna chuckled.

“Only two?” he asked as he looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

“I thought we weren’t going to talk about that until I graduated.” Deanna countered.

“Well,” Max said as he got right in the back of her. “We can always

work on that as well.”

“Max,” she said, shaking her head. “It isn’t like I have a million things to do tonight before we go to sleep.”

“You can take a break.” He said as he pulled her hips closer to his body as she bent down to get the rest of the clothes from the dryer. “Deanna, I think you should relax.”

“Relax.” She said as she chuckled as she shook her head. “that isn’t what you what me to do.”

“Well, the activity I have in mind will bring some relaxation.” He said. “Sweetheart, I understand that the kids and work and everything takes a lot out of you, and I really don’t want to beg for some attention, but I will.”

“Max, have I been ignoring you?” Deanna asked sweetly as she turned around to look at him as he still has a grip on her hips.

“A little. Maybe.” He said with a grin.

“I think I want to see you beg,” Deanna said as she turned back to the dryer.

“Not fair.” He whispered in her ear as he leaned forward. She was giggling to herself as she was trying to continue, but he could see she wasn’t able to actually fold the onesie in her hands. He then swooped her up into his arms.

“Maximillian put me down.” She nearly yelled. “You’re going to hurt yourself.”

“By picking up an elf? I don’t think so.” He replied as he moved, threw the back of the house, and reached their bedroom. Michelle was is in the living room in her swing, still asleep from her last bottle and changing. He knew he had a little time to work with. “Now, you want to see me beg, huh?”

“Max,” she said as she relaxed in his arms. “I really do have to get some things done. We took to long opening the letters.”

“Since that will probably be a daily thing, my love, we will get used to it.” He chuckled as he laid her down on the bed. “Nothing is more important than this right now.”

“Max.” She said again as he leaned over her and kissed her until she sighed.

“I don’t think I will beg for you, though. I will just make you scream so you can remember that you need this too.” He said in her ear as he trailed down her neck as she began to pant softly. When he got to her shirt, he sat her up and then took it off with one quick motion. He growled as she tried to reach back to unclasp her bra. “That is mine to undo. Kind of like opening a Christmas present. He swatted at her hands from the fabric and began kissing her shoulders slowly as he finally worked the clasp free, and he slid the garment off her body. “I never tire of this sight of you, my love.”

Pushing her back to lay down, he began to unbutton her pants and slide them down her legs. Then he rolled her over, so she was on her stomach. He began to knead her shoulders and back. Trying to remove the knots he knew were in her muscles as well as focusing all of her attention on him at the same time. He moved his hands in small circles until he got to her lower back.

The globes of her ass were there, and he moved to them slowly, and she was sighing as he continued to distract her for a few minutes as he was also working her up in a few other ways. His hands began to dip lower, and soon he found a new place to massage gently. She was moaning now.

“Keep still.” He said as his hand worked her pussy over and then touched her clit from a new angle. Her hips bucked back, almost lifting her ass into the air. Max pressed her hips down as he moved her legs to open more for him. “Like Christmas but much better.”

“Max.” Deanna almost cried out from the lack of his hands on her.

“Who is begging now?” he chuckled. “Just be a good girl and wait for me. I am enjoying the view right now.”

Deanna wiggled a bit, and he had to hold her hips down in one spot as he moved to be in between her legs. He went to continue his handiwork with his hand to work her close to a quick climax before he began to enter her. His hand moving in a slow rhythm with her moans, he knew she was going to cum soon. She was easy to work up, and he took every time he made her cum as a personal trophy. Most times, he could get her to cum two or three times before he rode her and made them both cum hard.

Tonight was an exception. He needed to be in her. He needed to feel her tight wet heat wrapped around his cock. As soon as her body shivered with the last wave of her release, he moved her back to face him. He began to take off his shirt and then his pants as her hands roamed his chest and arms. Deanna loved to run her fingers through the light hair he had on his chest and would often do that until she fell asleep.

“Sit up, my love.” He said as he helped her move, and then she found him waiting for her to take her place on his standing cock. She moved her hips to find the place where they would join, and then he lowered her hips down as she took all of him in her core. Her tightness never ceased to amaze him or the feeling that her walls gripped him so tightly, and he could barely think.

As they moved together, hands roaming or gripping onto one any place. Nails made drag marks on the skin. The kisses turned heated and often left one of them being bit on the lips as the melded together even more. Sighs and moans were the only sound that filled the air except for skin hitting skin. As the pace increased, he leaned her back, and the new angle gave him more chance to begin to pound into her. He leaned as well as he took her tit tip into his mouth and began to suckle and lips as one hand found the other and squeezed gently as he didn’t miss a stroke of his cock going in or out of her.

He felt her building and could begin to feel the gentle tug that happened before her pussy would milk him of his seed. He moved harder and moved to her other tit and repeated the process. She was still so responsive to everything he did that it was amazing he didn’t just cum by looking at her enjoying his work. Her moans got deeper, and she felt the first break in her as the waves that came from her core racked her entire body. When he knew he could let go, he again tried to pull out but found her legs wrapped around him tightly as she still was coming down into the blissed state.

He pumped himself into her. As her legs went slack, he moved to her side and collected her tiny body next to his. “God, Deanna, I love you.”

“I know.” She replied in a bliss induced voice that was heavy. She was struggling to keep her eyes open.

“Just I know?” he asked softly.

“Max, I love you more than even I know,” Deanna said softly.

“Rest, my little elf. We will wash up in a little while.” Max said as he ran his fingers up and down her side softly as he felt her go deeper into her state of bliss.