I nod.
He pulls me into his arms and whispers, “I can’t tell you how happy that makes me, bro.” Stepping back, Ryder adds, “I’ve missed having you close, and the girls will love having their cousins to hang out with.”
“It’s time to come home.” I offer him a wry smile. “I think I should warn you that Savannah has it in her head that we’ll be having family dinners every weekend.”
Ryder smiles. “I guess we can take it in turns. Dahlia will love having you guys close.”
“Good.”
“Ryder?” someone shouts from the entrance to Kix. “The plow has just finished the lot. We’ll have to dig the cars out though.”
“Thanks, Evan. If we all work it won’t take long. Leave the women in here.” The lights flicker back on, and Ryder rubs his hands together. “The heating will start to warm the place up soon.”
/> “Good luck with keeping Savannah indoors.”
“Why? What’s happening?” the woman in question asks.
“The lot’s clear but the cars need digging out,” I answer, knowing that she’s going to be right by my side outside.
“Let’s start.” Savannah pulls her hat on and smiles up at me. “I’m working with Jace.”
“Figures,” Ryder mumbles as he moves to talk to Dahlia.
Their discussion looks heated and I grin as I’m guessing Dahlia gets her own way, putting her own hat and gloves on.
I notice Donovan and Reece making sure their pregnant wives stay inside by the radiator as the heating pipes start to come back to life.
But out of everyone, I’m more curious as to why Evan is in Kix, and with the youngest Kincaid. That can’t have gone over well with Reece, although he seems pretty laid back right now. Young Jessie has her jacket zipped up and Evan shoves a hat on her head before he frowns as he watches her head outdoors.
“Let’s go dig everyone out so that I can have my coffee, and then you, mister”—Savannah slides her hand up my chest and around my neck—“have a date with your wife under the spray of a hot shower, where I’m going to get wet and slippery.”
My brain clouds with lust at her words and all I can do is watch her saunter away.
Savannah
I feel like I’ve waited forever to get Jace upstairs. The minute we walked through the front door, our youngest two girls came running to us, followed closely by Tammy and Charlie. Ellen and Ian, Jace’s parents, had stood in the doorway watching our reunion.
The kids pretty soon lost interest in our overnight adventure at their Uncle Ryder’s place and settled on the couch to watch a Christmas movie with their granddad.
And would you know it, Jace ended up getting to the shower first. Entering the bathroom, I lean against the doorjamb and watch the silhouette of my gorgeous husband showering. He uses a hand on the wall for balance but it’s his muscular physique that snags my attention, especially one muscle in particular.
Smiling, I move closer, and sliding back the glass door, I step inside and press against Jace’s back.
He gasps and moans when my breasts press into him, my nipples hardening with desire as I rub against his back.
Jace grabs my hands and pours shower gel into them. I kiss his back and slowly work the gel into his chest. His belly quivers as I move down to his hips. He hisses when I continue to avoid his pulsing erection.
Quickly removing my hands from his hips, I soap up my breasts before settling against him once again. My breath catches at the sensation against my nipples. My hands slip back over his hips and I finally trail a finger up from the base of him to the bulging crown.
“That feels good,” he hisses. “So good.”
“Mmm,” I mumble as I wrap my hand around his swollen length. Very slowly, I move my hand back and forth, and the gel on my hands makes it easier to move and tease him. I rub his sac with my fingers and delight when he gasps and pants because of my attention to his body.
My fingers tickle along his cock and rub between the slit where pre-cum gathers.
Jace growls, and unsteadily drops to the ledge in the shower. I smile as I look over my gorgeous husband. The hardness that reaches up toward his navel makes my core throb for him to be inside of me. His hooded eyes hold my gaze as I slowly kneel between his legs.
My hands caress up his thighs and move up his torso as my head dips and I swirl my tongue around the pulsing crown. He twitches and swells more as I lap at him. Jace threads his fingers through my wet hair and gently massages my head while I suck him into my mouth.