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“Love the sight, too,” Ryan murmurs, following behind her with his evergreen eyes set on me. He tugs his lower lip between his teeth and I growl.
“Don't make that face at me while I'm holding a child.” His lips curve into a wicked smirk and I whisper to Ethan, “Daddy’s being fresh.”
“What else is new?” Jess chuckles, then reaches for Ethan. “Gimme gimme.”
I laugh and hand our son over, kissing her cheek before sidling up to Ryan and kissing his jaw. But before I can back up, he grabs mine.
“More, baby,” he breathes, and I don't need any begging.
I kiss his lower lip slowly while he purrs. Then I suck it into my mouth and he melts into me.
It goes on for only about ten seconds, but when we pull apart we're both a lil hazy.
With my hands on his chest, I peek at my wife, who's grinning up a storm. “You want me to take him inside for a few before I start dinner?”
My eyes slink back to Ryan whose gaze is hooded with lust. But still he clears his throat and mumbles, “No, it’s um…okay. I have work to do.”
I have to crush my smile before it gets crazy. Ryan and I haven’t had alone time in a few weeks. Now, that's not to say we don't have our fun together… I don't think even prison could separate us.We'd find a way.
But lately, it's been the three of us together every night, doing our sexy thing. Ethan's sleep schedule has smoothed out a bit, but I just took on two new jobs that have had me working relatively late nights and some weekends. The abundance of time we had early on in our relationship has sort of dissipated and now we're left with only evenings.
That and Jessica is still clearly trying to make up for the fact that she couldn't get tossed around for months while she was pregnant.
It's been fun as all hell, don't get me wrong. We have a blast, always. But every once in a while, I'll get the look from my husband that I'm getting right now… The one that saysI need to be on my knees behind you in the shed.
We try to have separate date nights between the three of us. We think it's important in a throuple. Jess and I just had one last week, which is probably why she’s offering to take Ethan and give me some time with my man.
But Ryan’s also been crazy busy lately.
He sold the Mustang he rebuilt and bought a GTO. The thing is in great condition, but it needs a lot of work. So now it's back to the beginning of his process which is by far the busiest.
Tapping his chin with my knuckles, I shoot him a wink, then pat him on the butt. “Go get ‘em, tiger.”
“Put me in the game, coach,” he teases with a grin.
“If that’s the role playing you guys are doing this time, I expect another video,” Jess says. When I peek at her, she wiggles her eyebrows. “Thank youuu.”
Ryan laughs out loud. “Oh don’t you remember, babe? We’ve retired from the porn game.” His eyes dart to mine. “Daddysaid one was enough.” His lips curl wickedly, and I squint at him.
“First of all, when he’s around, you’re Daddy.” I nod at Ethan. “And second of all, don’t poke the bear, kid. If you’ll recall, it’s been far too long since I’ve given you rug burn.”
He’s trying to act tough, but I canseehim shivering. I suddenly have way too much saliva in my mouth.
“I say again, should I take this baby out of here?” Jess asks once more, grinning, though she’s fully serious.
“I do have work to do,” Ryan pouts. His forest green eyes shimmer up at me as he whispers, “But how about tonight?”
I want to drop to my knees and weep at his feet for it. Alone time with Ryan is like a drug for me. And I’m itching like a fiend.
But then… It’s much more fun to play with him.
So I simply brush my lips over his ear and whisper, “We’ll see.”
I drop a kiss behind it, and then I’m sauntering away, into the shed to dry off and get dressed.
I don’t need to look back to know he’s gawking at my ass like a Thanksgiving feast.
Whirring, whirring, whirring.
