“Ugh, I don’t want to talk about it.” He made a face at me. “Let’s just say I don’t think Skylar will be calling her ‘Mom’ anytime soon.”
“Oh, sorry.” I patted him on the back. “What about your mom?” I asked softly. Surprisingly, I held no ill will when I spoke about his mom anymore. Even in my mind, the bitterness and pain was no longer there. I think that because I knew my real mom loved me, it didn’t hurt me as much any more.
“No idea.” He shrugged and turned away. “Let’s get these cookies in the oven and finish tidying up before Lucky wakes up and kills us all.”
“That sounds like a plan,” I said, laughing. I went back to washing the dishes and looked back to see Noah placing the cookie dough on a baking sheet. I felt bad that he had no relationship with his mom; she was alive and well, and even though she was a bitch I knew that she loved him. He had waited his whole life to find her, and now they had no relationship because of me. I knew in my heart that I had to do something to mend their relationship.
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“These are delicious.” Lucky licked the crumbs off of her lips and Skylar giggled as she munched on the freshly baked cookies.
“Me and Uncle Zane made them for you.”
“Don’t forget me,” Noah piped up and I gave him a look.
“You can’t let me have credit for anything, can you?” I joked and we both laughed.
“You guys are all spoiling me way too much.” Lucky giggled. “I’m not going to want to do anything once the babies are born.”
“Can I play with the babies once they are born?” Skylar looked at her hopefully.
“Yes, but we will have to be very careful.” Lucky rubbed her hair and Skylar cuddled into her. “Babies are very delicate.”
“Much like me.” I grinned and she looked over at me and we shared a smile. Lucky looked beautiful and rosy as she smiled up at me with light and shining eyes. My heart expanded with love and I decided then and there that I was going to plan the wedding. It would all be a surprise.
“Let’s play a game.” Skylar looked over at me excitedly. “I wanna play Monopoly.”
“You’re not playing anything but bedtime, young lady.” Noah shook his head and picked her up off of the couch.
“But I’m not tired!” She moaned and squealed at the same time as he tickled her.
“You have things to do tomorrow.” He started walking towards the stairs and then paused and looked back at Lucky and I. “I’m going to read Skylar a bedtime story and then have to pop out for a bit, do you guys mind watching her?”
“Not at all.” Lucky smiled back at him and I held in a sigh. I didn’t want to look after Skylar. I wanted to make sweet love to my fiancé, but I supposed I could wait until Noah got home. I certainly wasn’t going to risk Skylar walking in on our lovemaking and screaming out in fright as Lucky and I moaned and groaned in ecstasy.
“Great, thanks.” Noah smiled and turned and went up the stairs. “You guys rock.”
“Yeah, I wish I had free, live-in babysitting services.” I mumbled as he went up the stairs and Lucky walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek.
“What’s the problem now, Grumpy?” She teased me and grabbed my hand and led me over to the couch.
“I’m not grumpy.” I made a face at her as we sat down.
“Uh huh.” She grinned and rubbed her fingers across my cheeks and lips.
“Did you sleep well?” I smiled at her. “No nightmares from earlier, right?”
“No nightmares. I had very sweet dreams.” She slipped a finger into my mouth and I sucked on it as I stared back at her.
“Oh yeah? What did you dream?”
“I dreamt that we didn’t have any complications in the car.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah.” She removed her finger and replaced it with her tongue, allowing it to trace the lines of my lips before plunging into my mouth. “I dreamt that we had no problems at all.”
“Was it everything that you imagined?” I breathed heavily as my pants suddenly felt tighter.
“Not really.” She shook her head with wide eyes. “I hadn’t imagined you bending me over the hood of the car like that.”
“What?” I mouthed back, enraptured by her words.
“Yeah,” She grinned back at me. “Sex in a car I’d imagined before. But sex in the parking lot, sprawled out on top of the car wasn’t something I’d ever thought about.”
“I’ve thought about it before.” I laughed and captured her darting tongue with my lips. “I’ve pictured your tight little ass up high in the air as I’ve f**ked you from behind as you gripped onto the metal and cried out my name begging for me to never stop.”
“Really?” This time it was her breathing that was heavy and deep and she moved in closer to me. “You’ve never told me that before.”
“I didn’t want to scare you.” My hand slid up from her waist and cupped her breast. “I didn’t want you to think I was a sex fiend.”
“But I already know you’re a sex fiend.” She gasped as my fingers pinched her nipple.
“But that’s not all that I want.” I whispered against her lips.
“I know.”
“Though, sometimes I do think of pushing it further, taking it to the extreme.”
“What’s extreme?” She gasped, her pupils dilated as my other hand found its way to her other breast.
“I don’t know.” I shifted in the seat and she moved over quickly and straddled my lap. “What’s extreme to me may not be extreme to you.”
“Public sex isn’t extreme.” She smiled down as she gyrated on my lap.
“I guess it depends on how public.”
“Not where anyone can see.” She laughed and my hands played with her long hair.
“Isn’t that part of the thrill? That someone may see?”
“I don’t want anyone to see.” Her eyes were wide and I slid my hands up under her top and caressed her waist.
“No one has to see.” I shook my head. “I don’t want anyone to see you either.”
“Okay, good.”
“I was thinking we should write our own vows.” I burst out and she stopped in mid-gyration, her face looking puzzled.
“What?” She looked down at me, and I lifted her up and shifted her slightly so that she wasn’t sitting directly on my hardness. I wasn’t sure I would be able to resist f**king her on the couch if she remained in that position.