Page 5 of Lucky's Lucky St. Paddy Day

Upon walking into the bathroom, their his-and-her sinks were directly to his left. Immediately after that, in the corner, was a private toilet and door. The L-shaped bathroom then went to the right with a wide shower stall. Though it had come with two shower heads, Lucky had contracted Cage to add another two. There was no door to the shower, but an external wall made of non-vented glass cubes with a gap between the wall and the bathtub to enter. With the kids, Harper liked that the tub and shower connected so they could step directly into the shower without making a mess. Lucky liked it that too, but had more erotic reasons starring his sexy wife.

The bathtub was massive with enough leg room for even Lucky to lounge in.

What had once been two closets that were accessed from the bedroom were now a single walk-in closet with the door in the bathroom area directly across from the his-and-her sinks.

Harper was in the closet putting something into a shoebox before placing that shoebox on one of the shelves. Lucky wouldn’t have thought anything of it except for the deer in the headlights look she first gave him upon realizing that he was standing behind her. But Lucky trusted her too much to inquire. If it was something he needed to know, she would tell him. If not, he didn’t want to push her and ruin a potential surprise she was planning.

His birthday was coming up, after all, and Harper loved to give gifts. Since Scotty couldn’t keep a secret to save his life, Harper generally kept a present or two from their son so Lucky could also be surprised.

Lucky placed the tray on the sink counter between the two basins.

With one hand on her back and the other on the shoe shelf, Harper rose to her feet before Lucky could move to assist her. She was independent enough to do things herself, but loved him enough to let him help her because it made him happy. He appreciated that.

By this stage in her pregnancy, Harper’s balance wasn’t ideal. She had no choice but to ask for his assistance, which he was more than happy to provide for her. Like getting in and out of the bathtub.

“Can I unwrap you now?” he asked, his eyes falling to her luscious, plump breasts. Her left tit was still trying to escape its bindings and he was all about lending assistance.

Harper licked her lips. “Can I have a salmon roll first?”

Lucky couldn’t conceal his smile. Of course, she wanted a salmon roll first. “I see where your priorities are, wife.”

She grinned wickedly at him as he handed her one. “I’d be hard pressed to choose between the two of you.” She popped the whole thing into her mouth and moaned. “I take it back, definitely the rolls.”

Lucky put a hand to his heart, feigning pain. “Oh, how you wound me, darlin’!”

Her grin widened around her mouthful. She took a minute to chew and swallow before saying, “On second thought, if I choose you, then you can always make me more. But if I choose the salmon, then I’ll eventually run out.” She made a face of contemplation. “All right, I guess I choose you.”

Chuckling, Lucky swept her up into his arms. “I am truly honored by your decision to choose me over salmon rolls.”

“Salmon rollswith honey,” Harper emphasized. He placed her down by the bathtub.

“Ah, that makes it so much more difficult to choose.” Lucky reached for the bow beneath her breasts that was now sagging enough to be resting against her belly.

The look Harper gave him was a mixture of heat and humor. “Plus, if I get rid of you, then who will hand me more rolls once I’m in the tub?”

“Very sound logic,” Lucky mused as the wrap released her breasts and he unwound it from around her shoulders and back. Her nipples formed into sharp peaks.

Due to her pregnancy, she couldn’t have the bath as hot as she normally liked it. Which was honestly a relief for Lucky because he always had to turn the water down whenever he joined her in the bath or shower. How she had it so hot and didn’t boil like a lobster, he’d never know. Another one of her mysterious woman powers.

Harper gave him her back so he could undo the bow above her ass. Harper had always had a bit of a belly pooch, which Lucky absolutely adored. Her pregnancy weight only made hermore appealing to him. Especially because a lot of it sat in her hips and ass.

He squeezed her plump globes before working the bow loose. With her hair still up in the clip he’d put it in earlier, Lucky dipped his head to place a kiss on the back of her shoulder. She shivered. Lucky moved closer to her body as he took the wrap off her hips. He wasn’t sure what it was actually called, but the word ‘sarong’ came to mind. Whatever it was, he absolutely loved it.

Not to be outdone by her nudity, Lucky quickly removed his own shirt. He still had to get his boots off before he could undo his jeans. Noticing the height of the water behind her, Lucky reached over to turn off the water. He spotted a bag of her pregnancy safe bath salts on the edge of the tub. Towards the end of Conner’s pregnancy, Lucky had stumbled upon a subscription service for expectant moms. Since she was nearly at her due date, Lucky had only purchased the third trimesterBump Boxas well as the new baby box. He’d given the new baby box to her when she’d still been in the hospital after delivery. This time around, Lucky had purchased the whole bundle, receiving a box per trimester, the new baby box, as well as a dad box. In one of the boxes had been the bath salts. Lucky had given her a new box at the beginning of each trimester, saving the last two for Scotty to give to Harper and him when they were at the hospital after the baby was born.

It was just a little something that brought a smile to her face, which was worth any expense.

Carefully, Lucky guided Harper into the water. Normally, he would offer her the bath pillow next, but he was joining her and would be taking the place of her pillow. Now that she was seated safely, Lucky worked his boots off before stripping out of his jeans. Their clothes made a pile in the corner under where their towel racks were. The bathroom had a black and white theme toit, and someone had gifted them monogrammed black towels as a wedding gift last May.

One of Harper’s favorite features in their new bathroom was the folding tray that was attached to the wall above the far side of the tub. When not in use, it lay flat against the tiled wall and out of the way. When she wanted to use it, all she had to do was pull the bamboo tray out and it slid down the rungs on the wall until it locked into place perpendicular to the porcelain tub. It even had little divots for a wine glass, a book, a candle, or whatever else she wanted to fit into them. It also had a second rung so it could slide from the right side of the tub to more centered, giving Harper the ability to still use it when Lucky joined her.

Naked, Lucky brought over her tray. He put her mug on the spot that he was pretty sure was supposed to be for a wine glass. Her plate of salmon rolls went next and then her bowl of raspberries. He left the can of whipped cream on the bathroom counter.

He also grabbed her loofah and body wash from the shower. He had promised to continue her massage after all.

After popping another salmon roll into her mouth, Harper leaned forward until her breasts were pressed up against the bamboo tray so Lucky could squeeze in behind her. He carefully lowered himself down so he didn’t jostle her or the tray. Harper then settled herself between his legs, her lower back pressing right up against his erection.

“Is that for me?” she asked saucily.

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