Chapter 39
Family Fun
LaSalle
“Thanks for those basketball tickets, bro,” Johnathan Black says to Nate.
“No problem. How was the game?”
“It was a good one. We enjoyed ourselves.”
I grin, knowing Roni is as big a basketball fan as Tasha. We’ve been to a game with Roni and John before. Those two were as entertaining as the game was.
A few of us are lounging around after the meeting. We’re in one of the large common areas. There are four in the common house where everyone on the island can come and hang out.
This structure holds suites, meeting rooms, classrooms, training rooms, three kitchens, a theater, and the hangout areas. I had this place designed with Tasha and our kids in mind. I wanted the island to grow with us for years to come.
Someplace our kids’ kids and our friends’ kids and their kids would be able to come for generations. I’m still adding on as we come up with more things we would like to have here. It’s a slice of paradise for sure.
At the moment, we’re sitting around having a few drinks while some kids are still out at the pool, while others are in the arts and crafts room or in the gaming room. I have enough trusted staff here for everyone to be able to kick back without having to worry about watching over the kids.
“Ach, the nerve. Someone get me a whiskey,” Laoise McGowan growls as she enters the room and pushes Ryan out of his seat with more force than I expect her to be capable of.
From the looks on the faces of the others, they’re just as surprised. I stifle a laugh as Ryan tumbles to the floor and looks up at his grandmother in shock. I may manage to hold back my laughter, but Ryan’s brothers are cracking up.
Braxton is damn near in tears. Cass’s mother is just as feisty as she is. I have just as much respect for Laoise as I do Cass.
“Granny, what’s up?” John asks.
“The lot of them are all out of their minds. Now I understand why me boy was so livid on the last one of these trips. Ro is going to kill her, I tell ye. He’ll kill her; he will.
“And then how do I get me only great-granddaughter? The lad isn’t right in the noodle as it is. He’s not the full shilling at all; he isn’t.”
“Granny, what are you talking about?” Noah asks.
“Dean has lost her mind and so has the lot of them, rehearsing to parade around in their undies. Does she not see the way me son is about her? Madness to provoke that lad, it is.”
“Oh, I get it. They’re planning on a little showtime. Did we have something planned for this trip?” Ryan asks from the floor.
“No, I wasn’t thinking about it with the girls just having babies. I figured we’d sit this one out this trip. Especially with how pissed Uncle Ronan was last time.”
“Yeah, I didn’t want to provoke a repeat of that. He actually pulled the trigger. Dean should be banned from participating,” Brax says.
“Have you met her? The more he protests and tells her not to, the more she will,” John laughs.
“Bloody hell, Tina only does that shit to run my pressure up. I can’t blame him for his reaction,” Uri says.
I chuckle. “He was right; Tommaso was single and shouldn’t have been in the room. He was just unlucky that night. Wrong place, wrong time.”
“How are ye so calm? All ye birds were in there. I’m going to lay boots to Cass when I catch her later. I just needed to get out of there before I clobbered them all.”
“You’re seeing it wrong, Granny,” Ryan chuckles.
“Yeah, Uncle Ro was pissed last time because there was a single male in the room, but it’s just a bit of fun. I did think ahead, and I have a plan that will shut them down before it gets too out of hand this time.”
“Oh boy, I’m out,” Brax mutters.
“I hope Pam’s little ass wasn’t in on it this time,” Nate grumbles.
“Aye, she was there,” Laoise mutters as she’s still seething.
“Even better. Nate, I know I can count on you this time. What do you guys say? I have a way to stop this once and for all.”
Nate snorts. “Depends on what you have planned.”
“Granny, why don’t you get in on it with us? It will be fun,” Ryan croons.
“Ach, I don’t want to see ye fuckers in your knickers and ye won’t be seeing me in me smalls either,” Laoise grumbles and folds her arms over her chest.
“You don’t have to strip down, Granny. We don’t want to see that shit either,” Ryan scoffs.
“Did I ever tell ya yer parents ordered ya out of a magazine and couldn’t get a refund after? That’s how we got stuck with ya,” Laoise deadpans.
A thunderous roar of collective laughter fills the air. I’m holding my stomach at this point. Laoise is a sharp one.
“Ach, Granny, really?” Ryan pouts.
“Aye, I keep telling ya not to mess with me. I got more where that came from, I do.
“Keep it up and I’ll put ipecac in yer orange juice in the morning. Ya be no match for me, lad. Now where’s me whiskey?”
Noah walks a tumbler of whiskey over to his feisty grandmother as he wipes away tears of laughter. I look around, not for the first time today, and realize this has become my family.
I would die for any of the people in this room and they for me. As the laughter settles, Ryan lays out his plan. Tomorrow night will be interesting for sure.
Hours later, when we all call it a night, I’m still laughing and looking forward to tomorrow evening. I may have to have everyone check in their weapons before entering the hall. Ronan has one hot temper, and Dean knows how to trigger it when she wants.
“God, this is going to be interesting,” I mutter as I get ready for bed.
Tasha
It’s been a long but fun day. I can’t remember when the last time was that I laughed so hard. Between the girls and the kids, I constantly found myself wiping tears from my eyes.
Rehearsing for tomorrow night’s shenanigans nearly took me out. I needed this trip more than I knew. It’s like I can feel my battery recharging.
“You still awake?” Lasalle breathes into my ear as he slides into bed behind me, cupping my breast over my satin pajama tank top as he spoons me.
I arch my back, shoving my mound into his palm more. He moves his lips to my neck and begins to suck on my skin as he kneads my breast and pinches my nipple.
“I’m awake,” I moan.
“Are you tired?”
“Yes, but no. Not too tired to spend some time with you.”
“Good, I was thinking about going out to sit on the swing under the stars.”
Our room here is a duplex suite on the top floor, featuring a loft bedroom that opens onto a rooftop deck. LaSalle had a huge swing installed up there for stargazing and just someplace to kick back. It’s large enough that the kids can all still fit with the two of us.
I think it’s one of my favorite things about the island as well as the kids’. The family time we have out there is priceless. I have so many amazing pictures and memories of our family out there.
“That sounds great. I’m game.”
He pulls back the sheets for us to both climb out of bed. Grabbing my hand, he then leads me to the double doors and out to the swing in the middle of the deck.
Once at the swing, he lifts me and places me on the large bed, then holds the heavy chains to keep the swing in place as I crawl across to the middle.
When I get to the center, I turn to find him climbing on.
His muscles move and flex beneath his tanned skin as he crawls toward me like a panther dressed in only a pair of black silk sleep pants.
I sit cross-legged while watching him. His gray eyes are bright and full of a look I haven’t seen in a long time. He’s fully relaxed and content.
Pecking my lips when he reaches me, he then moves to sit behind me as I sit between his long legs. I sigh and lean back into his chest as I turn my head up to the clear night sky.
“This is nice,” I say with a smile on my face.
“Mm-hm. It is. Maybe we’ll get to sleep in a bit in the morning.”
“I believe we will. Onyx has a lesson planned for all the kids two and over. They’re going to be so adorable.
“Lovie promised to record it for me. After that, Cakes and Snacks are going to have a music and baking session with all the children. Movie time is scheduled sometime after that, right before lunch.
“My massage and facial aren’t until one. That means we can hide out until then. I am yours and you are mine all morning,” I purr.
“I like the way that sounds. Should I release the canopy? That way we can sleep out here without getting baked when the sun rises.”
“I’ll be fine, but sure. We wouldn’t want you to burn.”
“Whatever,” he chuckles. “I’ll let it down before we fall asleep for the night.”
“It’s so peaceful here. I think we should agree here and now to take a break once a year and come here to just be normal.”
He laughs. “Normal? Haven’t we tried that before?”
“Ugh, you know what I mean. Our normal. Time to breathe outside it all.”
He kisses the back of my neck. “Yes, I know what you mean. It’s a good idea and a promise. I’ll make sure we stop to come here for at least two weeks a year. Deal?”
“Deal. LaSalle?”
“Yes, baby?” he says as he runs his hand down my arm, then back up to glide to my breast.
“You know I love you, don’t you?”
“I might, but it wouldn’t hurt for you to tell me again.”
I smile and reach up to take his lips in a kiss. He takes over and groans as he pulls me in close. The warmth of the night air wraps around us as the breeze off the ocean kisses our skin.
A whimper leaves my lips as he squeezes my breast and slips his other hand into my satin shorts. He finds my wet seam with his long fingers and pushes them into me. The sound of my wetness and his groans mix together as he devours me.
I reach into his sleep pants for his growing erection and wrap my hand around him. He growls and flips me onto my back, climbing between my legs. Then he presses his forehead to mine.
“I love you more with each passing second. I want to make love to you until you’re shaking uncontrollably beneath me.”
“We have all night, handsome. Do as you please. I’m not going to stop you or complain.”
“Good,” he growls and pulls my shorts down as he lowers onto his belly and buries his face in my core.
I arch my back and bow off the swing as I look up at the stars. He knows just how I like it and is giving me what I need and want. I cry into the night and lock my fingers in his hair.
By the time he’s finished feasting, I’m soaking wet and panting for air. However, he’s not done even after my fifth orgasm or was that seven? LaSalle climbs my body slowly and enters me just as slow as I cling to his shoulders and cry out.
Lacing his fingers with mine, he groans as he sets a sensual rhythm and tightens his hands against mine. I lock my legs around his waist and flow with his movements as he guides the way.
“LaSalle,” I gasp as he starts to hit my spot over and over while picking up the pace.
“Stay with me. I’ve got you. You feel so fucking good, baby.
“Keep coming for me. Oh, yes, grab me with that tight pussy. Squeeze me, let me feel you.”
“Yes, you’re so hard. Right there. I’m coming.”
He releases one of my hands and reaches to palm my breast with it. I lie beneath him, panting and whimpering as he dips his head and takes my nipple into his mouth.
I begin to see stars and I’m not talking about the ones above us. It’s so good, I wrap my arms around him and bury my face into his neck as I sob his name and beg for more.
He doesn’t disappoint. Instead, he pulls out, rolls me onto my side, and reenters me as he holds my leg up in the air. My eyes roll back, and I begin to grind against him, greedy for more even though he’s thrusting deeply.
“God, Tasha, baby. Just like that. I can’t get enough of you.
“Do you feel how hard you make me? You are all I ever want. I can’t breathe without you,” he breathes then groans loudly in my ear.
We continue to make love beneath the stars for hours. The night air like a warm blanket of protection. When we’re finally spent and sated, he releases the canopy, pulls me into his arms, and we fall fast asleep.