KAT
The first two days in Little Memphis left me exhausted. Rowdy, Maria, and I kept missing our daily afternoon nap. On the third day, Rowdy put his foot down and ordered us to sleep.
Though Rowdy sounded as if he were joking, he wouldn’t let me fool around in bed that afternoon. Instead, he insisted I take a two-hour nap while the boys did.
After sleeping well, I helped Maria prepare for her date. She looked so beautiful in a casual burgundy shirt, dark blue jeans, and black tennis shoes. As Rowdy played with the boys, I brushed Maria’s hair and talked about the movie she was about to see.
I was downright giddy by the time Farley showed up at the door. He looked handsome in a black thermal shirt, faded blue jeans, and riding boots. Maria and I hugged for a long time. Our behavior was nuts, but Rowdy used the time to brag about the boys while Farley waited.
“Cavan already knows his alphabet,” Rowdy claimed, making Farley snort. “He can’t say them since he doesn’t speak yet. But I’ve shown him a few letters, and he nodded like he was already clued into their meaning. Fucking genius kid.”
“Well, his mom is smart.”
“Hey,” Rowdy whined. “I might not be book smart, but I have lots of knowledge.”
Farley didn’t take the bait by responding. He focused on Maria, who had finally stopped hugging me.
Like two proud parents, Rowdy and I watched the couple walk down the hallway. Sighing as we returned to the condo, I walked to the boys in their bassinets. Cavan’s eyes widened when I lowered my face into view. I did the same with Colson, who wiggled.
“They know their mama,” Rowdy said when I got excited over my babies’ reactions.
“I’m really happy.”
Rowdy kissed me and exhaled deeply. He’d been on edge since we arrived days ago. Every inconvenience set him off because it might be the reason I refused to move to Little Memphis.
“When we visit your parents tomorrow,” I said, holding onto him as I admired our boys watching us, “can we drive around the neighborhood so I can get a sense of everyone’s houses?”
“Of course.”
“I’m not in a hurry to move out of the condos,” I said, looking up at him. “But houses take time to build.”
Rowdy smirked like he was never worried about me wanting to return to Little Rock. “I’ll build a pink palace if that makes you happy.”
“I’m sure the boys would love that,” I deadpanned and patted his butt. “Why don’t you play with them while I make dinner? We’ll hang out just the four of us.”
Rowdy leaned down and sucked at my throat. “Your cooking abilities are sexy.”
“Well, once the boys are down and before Maria returns, we’ll see how sexy my other skills are.”
Rowdy snickered at my devious wink. He smiled at the boys and bragged, “Daddy’s going to get lucky tonight, fellas.”
Colson wiggled again, winning a snuggle from his dad. Soon, Rowdy rested the boys on a blanket on the floor. He maneuvered their little bodies to face each other and helped them touch each other’s hands. I could hear their cooing and lip smacking from my spot in the kitchen.
As I toasted pita sandwiches and added onion rings to the air fryer, I spotted Witchy and Wicked on top of Goblin’s cage. The little dog stared up at them from inside his home.
Every day, the girls grew more interested in Goblin.
He had begun staying overnight since he spent so much time focused on the cats that he hadn’t shown any interest in the babies.
Wicked and Witchy often hung around the condo’s front door whenever Goblin went to the courtyard.
Once he returned, they bolted to safety, and he followed.
Eventually, they were bound to let the little guy catch them.
Eating dinner on the couch, Rowdy and I watched one of his favorite movies, “Rumble in the Bronx.” Cavan was at my side, cuddled in his green baby pillow. Colson rested in his blue baby pillow on the other side of Rowdy.
At first, I felt strange spending an evening in the condo without Maria. By the time we finished eating, I’d begun to embrace a future where my sister lived right down the hall with Farley.
Later, while putting the boys to bed, Rowdy smiled full of pride at his sons.
“I loved them right from the start,” he said, startling me with the emotion in his voice. “Each day, their personalities get stronger, and I feel more attached. I don’t know how the hell my dad handled feeling this way with four kids.”
“He’s strong,” I murmured, loving how Rowdy refused to hide his feelings. “So are you. I dumped this huge responsibility on your shoulders, but you’ve never missed a beat. I doubt many men could have handled it as well.”
As we walked to the family room, where his popcorn machine popped his favorite snack, Rowdy claimed, “I admit to crying and whining on the inside.”
We reached the couch, where he dropped and reached for me. Brushing aside his hands, I knelt between his legs.
“I don’t think I need a bucket.”
Rowdy smirked. “I thought we were planning to eat popcorn.”
“It’s still popping,” I said and reached for his jeans. “Blowjobs don’t take long.”
“How do you know?”
“I watched plenty of videos when I was younger.”
“You’re giving me a boner with your porn talk.”
Despite his words, Rowdy seemed unsure. I nibbled his balls through his jeans and asked, “Are you rejecting my blowjob offer?”
Rowdy glanced at the nursery and sighed. “On one hand, you’re the mother of my children, and I shouldn’t jizz in your mouth. On the other hand, you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen, so I feel lucky to jizz in your mouth.”
Lifting his shirt, I nibbled at his belly button and kissed the Tasmanian devil tattoo on his ribcage. Rowdy smiled softly as I unzipped his jeans and tugged them off his hips.
“I used to practice on carrots when I was a teenager,” I whispered as I freed his cock. “I thought you were going to be my first.”
“You’re breaking my heart.”
“I also practiced on cucumbers and squashes since I had no idea how big dicks really were.”
Rowdy chuckled. “You’re too smart for your own good.”
I wrapped my fingers around his cock and inhaled sharply. “This is my first time. I’m so excited, but a little scared. Don’t startle me.”
Rowdy grinned at my comments before groaning at the feel of my lips around the head of his cock.
Stroking his erection with both hands, I slid my tongue across the head and teased the slit.
“Tell me something you’ve never told anyone before,” I murmured before sucking along the length of his cock.
Rowdy stroked my cheek and sighed. “I have never successfully changed a tire.”
Giggling at his bullshit, I offered the head of his cock a long, wet kiss. “Can I tell you a secret now?”
“Of course, baby.”
“My jaw locked during a practice blowjob once, and I bit the carrot in half. Maria was so startled and claimed I was killing the imaginary guy, but my jaw wouldn’t release.” As Rowdy laughed, I kissed along the length of him. “The good news is my jaw is very relaxed right now.”
As Rowdy leaned forward, I lifted on my knees. His kiss promised everything. Our future together felt so certain. I smiled as our lips parted.
“I love everything about you,” Rowdy said in a warm, needy voice. “That’ll never change even if you bite off part of my dick.”
Laughing, I returned to making him feel good. Rowdy watched me with the gaze of a man in love. Rather than in a rush for relief, he was simply content to know I desired him.
I relished having complete control over his pleasure. His cock was long and thick. I worked to suck more of his flesh down my throat. I took my time, enjoying every moan and shiver from this gorgeous man.
Despite my earlier protests, I had no trouble swallowing. Rowdy’s pleasured groans made me feel powerful and sexy. I smiled at him as he stared at me with a dreamy, satisfied gaze.
“You’re a goddess,” Rowdy said, tugging me up until I straddled him.
Our lips met, and his hands were instantly on my breasts. I popped my mouth free and shook my head.
“I’m not in the mood.”
“Bullshit,” Rowdy murmured against my lips. “There’s no way you aren’t looking for a little relief.”
As my fingers lingered on his strong jaw, I stared into his alluring blue eyes and promised, “I genuinely don’t want to orgasm right now. But I wouldn’t mind popcorn.”
“Popcorn and jizz are a sexy mix.”
Grinning, I remained pinned on his lap. His hands wouldn’t let me up as he stared into my eyes.
“Why don’t you want to come?”
“I don’t know. I’m edgy about Maria, maybe, and it’s given my pussy a headache.”
Rowdy laughed. “Promise that you aren’t feeling self-conscious. I can turn off the lights if that’s what you need.”
After promising him, I kissed Rowdy’s irresistible lips and dropped next to him on the couch. As he leisurely lifted his briefs and jeans back on, my sexy biker watched me like I was fascinating.
“Was I really your first?”
“Yes,” I said and kissed his cheek. “So many times, I wanted to do that in the back seat. I would drive to Little Memphis with lots of fantasies in mind. But I couldn’t figure out how to maneuver in the back seat, so I chickened out.”
“I’m glad you saved it for tonight,” Rowdy said and leaned me back on the couch. “I’m going to kiss you for a few minutes. Then, we’ll get the popcorn, put on something funny to watch, and wait for Maria to return from her date.”
Wrapping my arms around his waist, I enjoyed the feel of his body over mine. We remained tangled up on the couch for longer than a few minutes. With the condo so tranquil, we could get lost in our desire.
Rowdy eventually climbed off me and rounded up snacks. We were halfway through a sitcom episode when he noticed Maria on the security footage near the elevator. She and Farley were holding hands and smiling.
“I bet their lips are raw from kissing,” Rowdy murmured and gave my cheek a wet kiss. “I wonder if we can have a double wedding.”
I considered warning him about rushing Maria. My sister had dated plenty of guys, always taking her time before even referring to a man as her boyfriend. Marriage was several steps ahead from where we currently were.
After telling Farley goodnight, Maria entered the condo and sighed.
“Did you have fun?” I asked casually despite wanting to run over and demand details.
Maria left her purse at the table near the door and walked to a nearby chair. She couldn’t stop smiling.
“Farley’s really sweet.”
“Like I’m sweet?” Rowdy asked.
Maria stared dreamily. “Yes, like you are.”
Rowdy nudged me like he was right. I left his side and squished myself next to Maria on the chair.
“Do you want to share details?”
Maria took my hand and looked worried. “His moms and sister are coming to the party tomorrow.”
We looked to Rowdy, who smiled. “They’re going to love you.”
“I’m not a tough woman.”
“They love Farley like my family loves me. Can you imagine how upset they’ve been with those bad women he’s dated over the years? It drove them crazy. But now he’s found someone great. As I said, they’re going to love you.”
“Did you like the movie?” I asked and cradled my sister’s hand.
“It was okay. I was nervous and dropped my popcorn. Farley went and got me another one. Zero attitude about it. He really is sweet.”
As Rowdy sat back and smiled like a proud dad, Maria talked about their dinner at a steakhouse. She said the music was too loud, and Farley got them to turn it down. When he came back, she had him sit on her side of the booth. That’s when they shared their first kiss.
Her excitement over the date was so different from how she had reacted in the past. She never mentioned the food or movie. Her only comments related to Farley Jones.
Rowdy wore a smug grin long after Maria retired to bed. Once he was wrapped around the back of me in bed, and I began to doze off, I heard him whisper, “Double wedding.”