"What made you want to go out and act like a three year old then?" AJ asked her husband, ringing her wet hair out with a towel in their room, having spent the past half hour putting Tate and Thomas in the bath, making sure they were clean and putting them to bed after their energetic night.
"I don't know." Punk shrugged, "I just remember how much fun we used to have out there." He smiled across the room to her.
AJ smiled to him sweetly as he stripped his t-shirt off, getting ready for bed after a long day. The house was silent with sweet little Jessie fast asleep in her room, and Tate and Thomas out cold in their own room.
"Yeah? Well all I remember is how much fun we used to have in here." AJ smiled as she looked at their bed as he sniggered.
"Well, I remember that too." Punk nodded, unbuckling his belt and shimmying his jeans off as AJ dropped the towel.
"Do you remember our first time?" She asked him curiously.
"Of course I do." Punk looked at her like she was insane, "You were terrified of me." He chuckled putting his head down.
"No I wasn't." AJ argued back, "I was just nervous." She said, folding her arms.
"So was I." Punk whispered with a nod.
"Do you ever… think about the baby I got rid of?" AJ asked, sitting down on the bed as he looked up at her.
"Every now and then." Punk shrugged, "Why?" He asked.
"I just… I still haven't forgave myself for doing what I done." AJ sighed, watching as Punk walked around the bed to get closer to her, crouching down in front of her and taking her hands in his.
"We weren't in a good place. You know that." Punk said, "You done what any other woman would do." Punk told her.
"I know." AJ nodded with a sigh, "I just think I'm a bad person sometimes. Now that I have my children I… I could never imagine giving any of them up." She shook her head.
"And you don't need to imagine that." Punk said, "Do you think we would have gone on to have Tate if you didn't have the abortion?" Punk asked as AJ shook her head.
"No." AJ said.
"And what would you do without Tate?" Punk asked AJ, watching her just shake her head and bite her lip. Life without any of her children wasn't a life worth living.
"I don't know. I just think about it sometimes." AJ shrugged as Punk held her hands in his tightly.
"Well you don't need to. It was the right thing to do at the time, we have… three, beautiful kids now. And nothing is going to change that. Ok?" He said, stroking her cheek as she nodded with a smile.
AJ leaned forward, pressing her lips softly against his as he kissed back forcefully, deepening the kiss and cupping her cheeks.
He always knew what to say and when to say them, he could make any bad thought or situation go away.
She watched him stand up, going with him as she didn't want to part from his lips just yet. She ran her hands up his naked chest, feeling him run his hands down her sides, grabbing the hem of her t-shirt and pulling it up and over her head, to which she did have to part lips from him, but only for a second, they were back attached in no time.
Punk adored that even after three children, they were still addicted to one another the same way they were when they first met. There was still that raw passion of want and need in their relationship and he was sure it would never disappear.
AJ took it upon herself to be generous, sinking to her knees at the side of the bed as Punk looked down with a smile, knowing exactly where it was heading.
She hooked her fingers at either side of his boxers, pulling them down and grinning to herself, wrapping her small hand around his already hard length, stroking it up and down slowly at first, looking up at him as his eyes rolled back, his hand reaching out to stroke her hair.
AJ gave up with just stroking him and wrapped her wet mouth around his throbbing length, bobbing her head up and down on him as he held her hair back with a groan. It still baffled him how he had gotten so lucky.
"April…" He moaned, enjoying the wet, warm enclosing feeling around his length, those brown eyes staring up at him whilst she done everything in her power to satisfy him.
"That's it, baby. Just like that." Punk moaned, on cloud nine at this roaring fire AJ was creating in the pit of his stomach.
Although enjoying these lengths his wife was going to to please him and make him feel good, he wanted to return the favour, so he yanked her up to her feet suddenly and pushed her on the bed as she squealed with laughter, covering her mouth suddenly as she remembered their children were just next door sleeping.
Even being his wife and the mother of his children couldn't hide the fact that whenever he saw her, in their bed, like this, he just seen her as that little girl in the mental institution who needed to be loved and shown respect. Physically, emotionally and mentally.
"You're beautiful." Punk told her, pulling down her jorts and panties, throwing them away carelessly and unclasping her bra, enjoying the fullness of her breasts that had seemed to stay increased in size from being pregnant with Jessie.
"Oh, Phil." AJ cupped the back of Punks head as she felt him close his mouth around her perky breasts, her hips rolling around, stomach touching stomach, skin touching skin, the electricity between them never being more powerful.
AJ's skin was so soft, with it's own natural, sweet scent. He could have spent forever touching it and squeezing it.
Punk trailed down the valley of her breasts after paying equal amount attention to them, leaving a trail of kisses down her stomach, coming face on with her quivering, wet womanhood.
AJ looked up at the ceiling, just waiting for that hot, wet tongue of his to connect with her desiring centre, nearly hitting the ceiling itself when she felt him close his mouth around her swollen hot lips.
"Oh, yeah. Right there..." AJ moaned, grabbing Punks hair in her hand from some sort of relief, arching her hips up as he violently pushed them back down on the bed, showing her who was in charge without scaring her of course. He did still intimidate her in many ways.
"You taste so sweet." Punk told his wife as she smiled and shut her eyes, moving her hands into her own hair as her full body tingled with anticipation.
Punk was getting impatient and quickly travelled back up AJ's body, watching her open her eyes as she received a warm, soft kiss from him, tasting her own sweetness from his tongue.
"Get on your hands and knees." Punk whispered in her ear after pulling back from the indulging kiss.
AJ looked up at him and slowly pushed herself to sit up, watching him lean back to give her space to do what he asked.
He couldn't help the smile on his face when he seen her bend over on her hands and knees, her rear end looking so inviting to him. He couldn't hold back and stare for much longer.
"Mmm… take me, Phil." AJ moaned as she leaned on her hands and knees, waiting for him. This was perhaps the only time he was allowed to be in control of their relationship. AJ pretty much made the decisions for their kids and controlled everything going on in the house, besides these moments, these moments were all his.
AJ squealed when she felt Punk enter her from behind, not being gentle in anyway shape or form. She had to pull the sheets up to her mouth to hide her muffled, loud moans, feelings Punk's hands dig into either side of her hips.
"Oh, god Phil. Fuck me hard." AJ moaned, her hands clenching the sheets as she felt Punk tug on her hair, adding more intensity to her pleasure.
"You're so tight." Punk groaned, "So fucking tight." He let go of her hair and held back on to her hips against, thrusting in and out of her from behind, his groin smacking off her ass, such a perfect sight in his eyes.
"Oh. Don't stop. Please, don't stop." AJ pleaded in a gasp. Her voice and breath being taken away from her the faster and harder Punk pumped inside her.
"Not planning to." Punk told his wife with a sexy toned chuckle. It made him feel all kinds of good to be in control of her pleasure.
"Oh, yes!" AJ moaned loudly, "Make me cum." AJ pleaded, feeling so full of pleasure, in a world full of ecstasy.
Punk felt himself getting closer and closer, and could feel AJ tightening around him, so he pulled out and pulled her back to lay on her back, re entering her wet and throbbing opening, watching her back arch off the bed as he began to pump back inside her at an increasing pace.
"What do you want? Tell me what you want, baby?" Punk groaned roughly, holding on to either side of her waist as he crashed his hip bones down against her own.
"I want to cum… make me cum." AJ pressed her hands on his shoulders, reaching for anything for some sort of relief, rolling her head back on the pillow as Punk watched her closely. It made him feel insanely good that he could make her feel this way.
AJ took his hand in her wanted moment of madness and guided it down to her centre, feeling him catch on and stroke her clit in rhythmical circles to the same pace as his thrusts, sending her right over the edge in no time.
"Phil!" AJ screamed, grabbing the bed sheets at either side, pulling them completely off the bed as her back arched her her insides spilled out the pleasure she was enduring. She then soon felt a quick absence from inside her, and a warm presence on her tummy, feeling Punk spill himself on her with a groan, both of them completely in a daze of love, passion and everything in that same category.
"Oh, god." AJ panted, coming back to her senses, watching Punk collapse beside her on his stomach, smiling at his exhausted self.
Punk turned his head to the side as he watched her swipe her finger along her coated stomach, raising it to her mouth and tasting his seed on her finger.
"You're so sexy." Punk stared at her with lust, everything in his body still pulsing as he came down from that natural high.
AJ just chuckled and reached for a tissue from her bedside table, wiping the remaining fluids from her stomach and throwing the tissue in the trash, turning on her side and snuggling into him, kissing his shoulder as he smiled.
"I love you." AJ smiled, looking closely into his eyes that she just fell in love with everytime she looked.
"I love you too." Punk replied, "So much." He said, pulling the covers over them, continuing to lie on his stomach as AJ hugged into him, feeling comforted and relaxed, heading off into dream land with his naked wifes presence helping him beside. He looked forward to a day off work tomorrow. It meant he could spend all day, with his four favourite people.
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