Epilogue IV
Holly I’ve got this. I look back down with squinty eyes.
“You got her good, didn’t you?”
Beckett smiles big, his hands reaching forward with little spastic movements as he goos at me. I chuckle back. He’s perfect. As tired as I am, I freaking love these little moments with just us.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, bud.”
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Ten minutes later, I’m shuffling a tiny blob covered with a towel back into our room.
I snicker at the sight before me. Holly’s practically face-planted in the pillow, but she left the lamp on low so I can see what I’m doing.
Beckett lets out a little squeak when I lay him on the changing table and pull out a diaper and his new jams.
“Shhh…mama’s sleeping.”
A gummy grin looks up at me, little chunky fingers stretching.
I bend down and nibble at them, and a baby giggle greets my ears.
After dressing, Beckett and I curl up in the rocker with his paci, and he snuggles right into the perfect crook, head under my chin.
I rock, rubbing his tiny back as he lets out little sighs of contentment.
Holly’s eyes flutter open, and she looks over my way, another content little hum filling my ears.
They’re happy. I’m happy. If only I could freeze this moment in time.
As Holly watches me rock, her gaze shifts and heats.
I notice her squirm under the covers. She totally gets turned on watching me dad.
“Don’t you dare start without me,” I whisper low, matching her heated gaze with my own.
We haven’t had a ton of time to ourselves, and most of that has been filled with sleep.
She just got cleared for sex, so we’re slowly venturing back into that.
And when I say slowly, I mean tonight might be the first time she lets me in.
Watching her flush and come alive in her skin pushes sleep back down the list of priorities for me.
I’m suddenly starving to be inside my wife.
I carry Beckett across the hall, laying him softly in his crib before running a finger down his sleepy cheek and turning on the monitor next to his bed. “Night, little man. Wish me luck.”
Closing the door behind me quietly, I rip off my shirt and stalk to the side of the bed. My hard-on strains through my grey sweats, eye-level with my wife’s face. She peers up at me, biting her lip and reaching forward to stroke me through the fabric.
“See something you like?” I ground out low, pulling myself free so she can touch my starved skin. Holly’s tongue darts out across her bottom lip, and a soft whoosh of breath puffs from my lips in anticipation.
“Jax, I want this.”
“I know,” I mumble. “I could see it all over your face. Mommy likes what Daddy has to offer.” I bend forward, rubbing her soft breast gently through her nursing bra.
They’re so full from the milk, and damn I miss really getting at them.
It’s just a season though, and sometimes in the shower, she lets me really play with them.
Not going to lie, when I tease them enough, it’s kind of fun to make her let down.
They let down when I rub her clit to orgasm too, and it’s the only time I really get to see them squirt.
It’s a tad mesmerizing. I hold back my chuckle.
Outside of the shower, she keeps a bra on.
I claim her lips with my cock, sliding my hand lower as she takes me into her mouth, both of us quietly groaning at the pleasure we both give and bring.
Her lips pop off me a minute later with a dirty smack. Fuck, that’s hot.
“I think I’m ready to try.”
Let’s get ready to rumble!!!!!
I compose my jerking cock and screaming mind, knowing I can’t just maul her to death and hump the ever-lovin’ skin off her body. Although, I’d like to.
“You sure?”
“Oh yeah.”
“Thank fuck.”
“Toy for warm-up? Or no?”
“As much as I’d love to do that myself, fuck yes, pick one, and let me in there.”
Holly tosses her head back with a hoot of laughter; I love that she just gets me.
“In fact, you better choose one of those new suction thingies, I need the team tonight because, damn it, Holly… I’m not going to last long.”
We both laugh hard as she hands me the new fruit-shaped toy that came in the mail this week. It’s cute. Let’s see what it can do. Her gasp as I place the vibe sets me on edge, and I’m not even inside her yet.
“Good, Cupcake?”
“Mmmm, really, really good, Jax.” She pants, lets out a little whimper, then moans as I kiss her neck. This is my new favorite teammate because it had her clutching at the sheets and my dick to pull me inside in less than a glorious five fucking minutes. Daddy’s home.