“Wanna hold your godson-in-law?” Zoey holds Ollie out to Jace.
He takes the baby. “Hey, little dude. Don’t you dare get any ideas about Lena. She’s too old for you.” He looks up at me and winks.
How amazing to be sitting here with my best friend and our husbands. It’s still funny to me that this is real life for us. Married to the rock stars we worshipped from afar. With kids. Going through experiences together, both good and bad. It’s incredible.
“Can I hold him?” I hold out my arms.
Jace sniffs Oliver’s head and then brings him over to me. “The baby smell. It’s fucking awesome.”
I take my godson and look down at his sweet face. Of course, I can’t help but think about the baby we lost when I hold him. It doesn’t hurt, though. He’s perfect. He’ll be in my life forever. And, who knows? Maybe someday Jace and I will decide to adopt. Or foster. I’m not sure.
For now, we’re going to focus on ourselves. And Lena. And build a life that allows us all to follow our dreams.
Because if there’s one thing I’ve learned over the past year or so?
If you open your heart and soul?
The possibilities are limitless.
Alex rolls over and stretches her arms high above her head.
A dusky-pink nipple pokes out above the sheet. Unable to resist, I lower my lips to her breast and suck. Then blow a little puff of air on it, watching it pucker even tighter. My dick is rock hard. I grind it against Alex’s hip. She squirms and her eyes slowly blink awake to find me watching her.
“Mmmm.” She rakes her fingers through my hair. “I love waking up like this.”
I peel the duvet down to expose her other breast. Then repeat.
Alex writhes against me as I lave her tits.
One hand snakes into her panties. Slowly, I circle her clit with my index finger until she starts to get wet. Alex and I are rediscovering what pleases her because sex is not quite as it used to be. Still fucking awesome—it’s us, after all—it just takes a little longer to get her going.
Sex. Side effects. Hormone balance. Diet.
We’re working through all of it.
Together.
It’s phenomenal.
“Are you going to fuck me?” Alex flings the linens off her body, baring herself to me. Her scar is still very red and I kiss it. Lick it. Pay special attention to the one inch raised ridge where Dr. Madison cut into her.
“You don’t need to do that every time.” Alex presses on my head so I’ll go lower.
I look up at her as I pull her panties off. “I will kiss the scar that saved your life every fucking time.”
Placing her legs over each shoulder, I bury my face in her sweet pussy. I didn’t mind eating her out when she had cramps, Hell, I enjoyed it. Making Alex come would be an excellent full-time job.
It’s so much better, though, when she’s not hurting. When she can just lay back and enjoy what I do to her.
“Oh, gawd. Yeah,” she moans when I nibble on her clit.
I insert two fingers and find her ridge. Go higher. Press. She clenches her thighs around my ears. Her stomach tenses and releases. I wiggle my tongue on her clit and swirl, pressing against her inner walls with the tips of my fingers.
“Oh. Oh. Ohhhhh.” Alex arches back on her elbows and clenches hard and then floods my mouth as she comes. She doesn’t scream, but her entire body shudders and writhes. I don’t let up. I’m going for the multi-orgasm record. It’s fitting for a day like today.
By the time she comes for the sixth time, her entire body is like jelly. Her clit is throbbing. The bed is drenched. I decide to go easy on her for the grand finale. I slip inside her and roll my hips, grind against her public bone. She bites her lip because I’m hitting her exactly in the magical spot. I take both of her hands in mine and bring them above her head, never breaking pace. “Come one more time, Poppy.”
Her eyes catch mine. “You’re not supposed to even be here this morning.”