Six years later
***Bark***
I cross my arms in front of my chest and lean against the doorframe, shamelessly admiring the view of my wife lying in bed. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. I’m thankful each day that I’ve managed to slap a ring on her pretty little finger.
It’s still early in the morning and I just came home from a two-day job in another state. I drove all night to come home. I hate leaving her with the kids. Well, our daughter is four and the other one is five months along in her belly, it’s not like she can’t handle it, but still.
Isabeau, our daughter, who carries my grandmother’s name, went with my Prez. and his Old Lady. Ronin asked me in a text last night if it was okay if she went along with them. They’re going to the zoo with their own two kids and since Isabeau treats them as siblings, she was all too excited to go this morning. I told her to be as quiet as a mouse so mommy could sleep.
Raising a tiny human isn’t all roses and fucking sunshine. It’s diapers that can’t handle the shit, so it explodes all over their tiny bodies, nights without sleep, and one bug after the other that has the both of us awake to comfort the little one. But in the end it’s all worth it, because it’s our life and we make it work.
This second pregnancy though? It’s wearing her out. Isabeau’s was a piece of cake, no morning sickness, nothing. But this one? Let’s just say we’re both glad the morning sickness is gone and hasn’t raised its ugly head for a few weeks now. But she still needs to build up her strength and sleep when she can.
Of course, Jodi blamed me the second we heard this one was a boy. Something about guys being hellions and like father like son. Doesn’t matter because I’m proud as fuck and will do anything for my family.
“Hey,” Jodi croaks as her hands go up to stretch before snuggling them back underneath her pillow. “When did you get back?”
Pushing off the doorframe, I stalk to the bed and sit down. I brush away her hair that has fallen into her face. “Just now. Right on time to get our little munchkin ready for a trip to the zoo with Ronin and Anouk.”
Her eyes widen. “Isabeau is off to the zoo all day?”
“All day,” I confirm.
I see her mind going into overdrive. This woman is so magnificent with running her salon with four girls on a payroll and yet manages to do so much for the community too. Her heart is big, but right now I need her to be a little selfish.
“No, Jodi. I’ve texted Nora and she’s gonna open the salon and take care of it today. You have nothing else to do but enjoy yourself. So that means you’re going to stay in bed, catch up on some sleep or watch TV for all I care, but you’re taking this day.” I brace myself for an outburst. She loves to give me hell when I interfere with her stuff.
Not that I do it all too often. When I do it, most times it’s to challenge her because make up sex is just too damn good. I love seeing the fire in her eyes and it allows the both of us to blow off some steam. Although that doesn’t last long, I did mention make up sex, right?
But instead of giving me shit, her face lights up and she graces me with a beautiful smile while snuggling deeper into the pillow. She pats the bed next to her. “Come on. If it’s my day, I want snuggle time.”
“Yeah right,” I snort. “Snuggle time means rubbing that fine ass of yours against my dick. Most times that’s your translation for ‘I need your dick inside me so lemme have it’. I did say it’s your day but, darlin’…you need to rest up instead of me wearing you out.”
And now she looks like she’s going to give me hell. Before she can do so, I jump out of her reach, grab the hem of my shirt and throw it over my head.
“I’m gonna take a shower.” Should make it a cold one, I mentally add, and disappear into the bathroom to rob her from replying.
Instead, I take my time enjoying the hot water comforting my muscles. I’ve been riding all night. Ferris wanted to crash in a motel for the night to get some shut eye, but there’s something about going home to your family that keeps you awake and alert to get back home and into your own bed. But damn…I’m feeling that shit now.
Maybe it’s the warmth of the water or the realization that I’m home and everyone is safe and taken care of, but suddenly I’m dead tired. Shutting off the water, I make quick work to dry off before I stroll back into the bedroom.
Jodi’s sleeping. Just as I thought…she needs this; sleep and a full day where she only has to take care of herself. Between the salon and all the mundane things that come with raising a family, it’s exhausting. Not to mention the pregnancy. And this little woman doesn’t let me handle the cleaning or the cooking. Nope, take fucking turns instead of me taking shit out of her hands so she can put her feet up.
Right now, though? She’s taking what I give her and that’s the reason I wrap my arm around her waist, pull her close and snuggle against her. Damn she smells great. I close my eyes and drift off.
Dreams should always be vivid. The one I’m experiencing now is every man’s fantasy. Might end in a damn wet dream, that’s for sure. The loud moan escaping me makes my eyes flash open. Fuck. That’s damn embarrassing. I mean when you scream out in your sleep, the one next to you gets the impression you’re having a nightmare…Me? I’m having a damn porn-dream. Try explaining that one, huh?
My eyes collide with the same back and ass that was the centerpiece of my dream; my wife riding my dick. And thank fuck my dream has flipped to reality because this is way better. My hands dig into her flesh so I can spread my fingers on her lush ass, guiding her up and down.
She releases a damn sexy moan as she looks over her shoulder. “Oh, good, you’re awake.”
Her feet were digging into the mattress but now that I’m awake she slides to her knees and balances on her hands that are now between my legs. Fuck. This gives me a full front visual of her pussy that’s greedily taking my dick. I can barely hold myself back not to flip her over and fuck her hard. Gotta keep that belly safe but damn, she’s making me crazy.
Raising up, I wrap my arms around her and guide her upper body down with me. Her knees come up so her feet are back on the mattress to lift that lush ass slightly, balancing herself while she gives me the room I need. Planting my own feet, I start to thrust my hips up in a rhythm that her pussy is asking me for. My hand sneaks down, feeling my dick sliding in and out while I take some of the wetness and find her clit.
She buckles against me and cries out when I press down to make slow circles. So fucking sensitive. Her pussy clamps in anticipation around my dick and dammit, I didn’t think it could get harder but she manages to pump my body to its full extent.
“You gonna come for me, darlin’?” I whisper into her ear, hearing her breath catch. “Squeeze my dick the way I like it so I can follow you into oblivion?”
She uses all the air she has to keep breathing, unable to form words, but I damn well feel she’s close. One more circle over her clit and she lights up. She grinds herself against me while her pussy strangles the cum right out of me. As I grunt her name, we both surrender to the pleasure we take from each other.
We are both exhausted and yet I don’t even try to slide her off me. Instead when she tries to move I keep her pinned. “Stay put,” I growl.
Because for real, my dick softening inside that hot pussy, my hand on her belly that’s filled with our child…fucking heaven right there.
“Best place in the house,” she sighs in contentment.
My fingers trail over her skin reminding me of the fact that I’ve found everything life has to offer. The perfect fairytale my grandmother used to rave about to anyone who would lend her an ear. One of those being the woman I hold in my arms. The woman I repeatedly fall in love with every damn day.
“Damn straight,” I croak while my fingers reach her beating heart. A heart I know loves me in the exact same way.