“Are you going into the office?” she asked.
“I’m going to stay here. Do some work from home,” I
shrugged. Whitlock Technologies was thriving. We had three distinct divisions
now. Jasper was the head of the software division. I headed up the hardware
division. Charlie, Bella’s birth father, headed up the law enforcement
division. That was a shocker but he couldn’t be a cop anymore. About five years
after Owen was born, Charlie was shot on the job and he was forced into early
retirement due to the injury. He was unbearable to be around and his wife, Sue,
all but begged us to help out. About year after his injury, I was giving him a
tour of the law enforcement division and he seemed excited about it. We spoke
at length and I hired him on the spot. He had to learn the ropes first, but a
year after that, he was one of the vice presidents of Whitlock Technologies.
“If you’re working from home, I’m going to head in to the
office to do some publicity for the foundation. We’ve got three more locations
opening and I want to make sure that the media coverage is adequate,” Bella
said as she nibbled on her breakfast.
“Can’t you do that here?” I pouted.
“God, stop it, Edward,” she giggled. “If I do that here, it
won’t be getting done. We’d end up in bed.”
“And this is a bad thing because…” I prompted, winking at my
fuckhot wife.
“Jesus, Edward. You are still such a hornball,” Bella
snorted. “You’re two years away from fifty! Shouldn’t you be slowing down?”
“For you? NEVER,” I bellowed as I hopped up from spot and
went to chase her. Bella squealed and took off. She was smaller than me but I
was still faster. I caught up with her and threw her over my shoulder, smacking
her gorgeous ass. Carrying her to the living room, I put her on the couch and
covered her body with mine. I was definitely hard and wanting my wife.
Desperately.
“You’re going to hurt yourself, Edward,” she said breathily
as she twined her fingers into my hair.
“Do you care about me hurting myself right now or are you
just talking?” I chuckled as I swiveled my hips, pressing my cock against her
heat.
“Just talking,” she said as she pulled me down to kiss me
deeply. Our tongues tangled with each other and Bella was going to lift my
shirt when her cell phone rang from the kitchen. She groaned and pushed me off
her.
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