It’s so good to finally have Tyrell and Dani here.
I help my buddy set up the portable crib from the back of his car, then carry up the last of their bags. Because they’ve come straight from traveling overseas, they have a hell of a lot of stuff. The corner of their room is piled high.
“I know.” Tyrell shakes his head with a rueful grin. “Looking forward to unpacking properly.”
“Settling down for a little while, huh?”
He glances at me, his lips twitching. “Maybe longer than a little.”
I grin and bob my head. “Nice.”
“Daddy?” a soft voice calls from one of the rooms down the hall, and I spin toward it.
I’m pretty sure that’s Nichelle. She must have heard my voice. Whoops. Talking too loud. Hopefully I haven’t woken up anyone else.
Creeping down the hallway, I find Nichelle hovering in the doorway.
“Hey, snuggly. What’s up?”
She rubs her eyes and lets out a sleepy whimper before flopping into my arms. I take her to the bathroom, then get hera drink and carry her back to bed. She’s asleep before her head even hits the pillow.
Giving her cheek a light kiss, I then check on Kendall before sneaking out of the room.
All the kids are officially down for the night, although I can still hear the older boys whispering.
I should probably tell them to keep it down and get some shut-eye, but Zander appears at the top of the stairs and walks straight for their door. I pivot and head to my room, my chest catching fire the second I step inside and find Blake stretched out on our bed in nothing but the sexy underwear I gave her for Valentine’s Day.
“Damn,” I murmur, my eyes trailing her body as I lock the door behind me.
The black-and-red lace barely covers her luscious curves, and she looks like a fucking supermodel. Praise Jesus for lingerie shops and the sales assistant who swore my wife would love it.
“You are one hot woman.”
She giggles, looking like a sex queen when she lightly bites the end of her nail, then spreads her legs wide and beckons me forward with a curl of her finger.
I’m pulling off my sweater already, leaving behind a trail of clothes as I quickly undress.
I nearly trip over my pants as they bunch around my ankles, and she laughs again before sitting up to her knees and making sure I’m okay. Managing to catch myself on the end of the bed, I jump back up and kick the damn pants off the bottom of my feet.
“I’m good. I am so fucking good.” My eyes rove her sexy body as I crawl across the mattress to her. “Damn, I’ve been waiting to see you in this all day.”
“And you like what you see?” She wiggles her eyebrows at me, and I let out an appreciative growl. “Happy Valentine’s Day, baby.”
I pull her toward me, kissing her deep and relishing the feel of her sweet body pressed against mine. We’re both still on our knees, lost in this heady moment. When you have kids our age, you always have to be quick. You never know when they’ll wake up and need you, but damn I want to take my time with this woman.
She’s fucking fire.
My fire.
“I love you,” I mumble between kisses, working my way down her neck, then nibbling a line to her bra strap.
“Strip me naked, baby,” she whispers, running her arms around my shoulders, a seductive giggle escaping her when I use my teeth to pull her bra strap away. “That’s it.” She moans, tipping her head back and giving me better access to her neck.
I suck and lick, resisting the frenetic urge to devour her, to slap her onto this mattress and just take her hard and fast.
My dick is straining in my boxer briefs, pushing at the fabric and vibrating in anticipation.
I fist the back of Blake’s hair, curling my fingers into those blonde locks and licking a line from her throat to her chin.
