Grayson
Grayson
My plan had been simple: distract everyone with family and kids, and then I could steal my wife away for some private time. Except every time I went to grab her, I was intercepted.
“Dada,” Hannah mumbled, her arms reaching for me. Lifting her, I kissed her face and tickled her sides.
“What are you up to, Hannah Lou?”
“Kisses,” she said, grabbing my cheeks and giving me a big smack.
“Thank you, babygirl.”
“Laws, can you check her diaper before we go?” Darcie asked, shoving a million things into a diaper bag. At the mention of time, I slumped my shoulders. I’d missed my window.
“Yeah, Sunflower.” Hannah talked nonsensically to me as I walked to her room. I answered when appropriate, encouraging her storytelling as I changed her. “You’re so smart, Hannah Lou. You’ll be a famous writer one day, telling the world of your stories.”
She clapped excitedly, lifting some of my somber mood. It was hard to be sad when you were around our kids. They were all so happy and full of sunshine, just like their mother. I pulled her strawberry blonde curls into little pigtails on her head and double-checked her outfit. Darcie had dressed her in overalls but had ironed on a Royals patch.
“Ma’ch,” she said, not quite pronouncing the word. She pointed to the patch on my jacket.
“Yes, we match.” I smiled.
“Yay.” She clapped and lifted her arms for me to pick her up. I turned, stopping when I spotted Darcie in the door.
“I’m sorry you didn’t get your alone time.” She smirked, her eyes trailing over me.
“Was I that obvious?”
“Not until you shoved Grace at Hank and told her to tell him about the chickens. That girl can talk for hours about those things, so I figured you were up to something.”
“Hey! I’m offended. I support our girl’s enthusiasm for our feathered friends.” I smoothed my hand over Hannah’s back, content with her in our arms. She played with the hair at the back of my neck.
“Uh-huh. I’m sure that’s all it was.” Darcie smiled as she followed us outside. I dropped a kiss on her lips when a new idea emerged. Grinning, I raced ahead and buckled Hannah into her car seat. Lennox, Simon, and Thane were staying with the kids while Slade rode with us in the parade and then the five-mile drive.
“Be good, Hannah. Daddy loves you.”
“L’ves, y’u,” she said.
Darcie watched me, her gaze calculated as I climbed onto my bike and waited for her order. When I didn’t do anything, she let it go and climbed onto hers. We followed her into town and waved bye to the van when we detoured for the start of the parade. Another twenty bikes were parked and waiting in the parking lot when we arrived. There was still about forty minutes before the parade would start.
I waved at the Mavericks who’d driven up—Tiny, Mack, Saucy, and Kiki among them. After everyone was greeted and hugs were exchanged, I enacted my plan. I’d had the right strategy, just the wrong location.
“Darcie, did you get the donation check?”
She turned, her eyes cautious. “I thought you were bringing it.”
“No, you said you wanted to keep it at the LLAQ?”
“Did I?” She paused, then shook her head. “You don’t have it?”
“Sorry. I can get it. Where is it again?”
“Um. Maybe I should go with you.”
“If you insist.” I smiled, and she narrowed her eyes.
We walked from the crowd to the storefront Live Like A Queen used. She unlocked the door, and I turned off the alarm. In the dark, we walked to her office in the back. She flipped on the light, and it came into view. It was a simple space with a desk, couch, filing cabinets, and playpen in the corner.
“You look in the filing cabinet; I’ll check the desk,” she said, heading straight for it.
I caged her against it. “Ah, look at that. It’s right here.”
She spun, shaking her head at me. “I should’ve known.”
“It worked to get you alone.” I smirked. She laughed and rolled her eyes, but I kissed her before she could protest.
Her hands wrapped around my neck, and I walked her to the couch. Our tongues swirled with one another, bringing our lust to the surface with every swipe. Spinning her around, I bent her over the arm of the couch and ran my hands down her legs.
“Good, I didn’t miss the show,” Brooks said from the doorway. Darcie moaned at his presence. “You got about ten minutes before someone comes looking,” he said, stepping into the room and shutting the door.
Unzipping her jeans, I bared her ass and smacked it once. Brooks sat on the couch and kissed her while I worked her over. She was already dripping wet and took my fingers with ease. Releasing my cock, I lined myself up and sank into her. She squeezed me tighter at this angle, and I took a few seconds to breathe.
“Damn, Sunflower. Your pussy is so greedy for me. Swallowing me up whole.” She moaned in Brooks’ mouth, her hands unzipping his pants and taking him out. Brooks broke the kiss when she freed him, and she wrapped her lips around him.
When she was good, I moved, thrusting her forward onto him. I kept a tight hold on her hips, rocking into her over and over, loving how she sank on Brooks’ cock with each thrust.
“Yes, baby. Swallow him good. Show Brooks how good you make him feel.”
She moaned, and I picked up my speed. I had no idea how long it had been, but I was already so close. I needed her to come too. Reaching around her body, I stroked her clit and matched my thrusts. Pistoning in and out, I kept up the pace until her body locked around me, and she came with a moan. He reared up, coming down her throat and giving me the green light to unleash my orgasm. A few more stuttered thrusts and I spilled inside her, my legs wobbly as I tried to hold us both.
“Fuck. That was hot. I’m so glad I followed,” Brooks whispered, wiping Darcie’s mouth. They shared a sweet kiss before we helped our wife gain composure. She brushed her hair, checked her makeup, and rinsed her mouth.
“Just to be sure,” she said as we locked up and returned to the crowd. “You do have the check?”
“Yes, Sunflower.” I kissed her head and wrapped my arm around her. “Now, let’s ride.”
Twenty minutes later, our group straddled their bikes and revved their engines, waiting for our Queen to lead us. It didn’t matter how many times I’d followed her; it always gave me goosebumps to see her commanding a group of rugged men and women.
Darcie did it with ease and confidence, making me fall in love with her more every time.
Of all the names I’d been called throughout my life, Dad and Husband were my two favorites, and it was all because of that woman.
Sunflower was my sun, and I would always follow her.