“Oh fuck. I’m sorry, fuck. I’m going to come.” I pant, apologizing for the noise but unable to hold it back at the same time. He thrusts into me once, twice and the third time I combust. I slap my hand over my mouth knowing I won’t be able to hold back the noises that are going to be coming out of me.
Monty follows a moment later, stilling inside me as he fills the condom with his cum. We stay in the position for a few minutes as we all catch our breaths.
Slowly Monty pulls out of me and gets off the bed heading to the en suite bathroom to get rid of the condom and clean up. I quickly roll onto my back and stare at the ceiling.
Josie and I lay there in silence, the sound of water coming from the bathroom from Monty being in there.
“Holy shit.” I break the silence, and then a chuckle in disbelief. “That was unreal.”
A giggle leaves Josie and I turn my head toward her. She copies my movement and we lay there staring at each other for a few minutes. Stupid smiles on both of our faces.
Josie looks stunning, with her flushed cheeks and sweat slickened hair. Her eyes seem to sparkle, which is something I notice when she’s happy. It’s quickly becoming one of my favorite things to see, and I’m determined to capture this in a photo.
A moment later Monty exits the bathroom with two clothes in his hands. He returns to the end of the bed and crawls up. Carefully he takes turns cleaning up Josie and myself before tossing the clothes toward the laundry basket in the corner of the room.
“Come on. It’s late, we need to get some sleep.” Monty says as he taps us both on the side of our thighs encouraging us to get up so he can pull back the sheets.
Josie and I take turns in the bathroom before we all crawl into the king size bed that they have in their room. I lay snuggly in the middle of the bed, and it doesn’t take long for us all to get comfortable.
Suddenly now that we’re all still, exhaustion pulls at me with all its might and it doesn’t take much longer for me to slip into slumber.
Chapter Thirty Two
Monty
Eight Months Postpartum
“Areyousureyouhave everything?” Josie asks as she places another sandwich into the travel cooler.
“I think so.” Doing a mental tally of everything that we need for the weekend. “I’m going to go toss the big cooler into the truck and do a last check over though.”
Heading to the back door I grab the cooler and make my way to Xavier’s truck. The tailgate is open, so it takes me no time to load it up and push it further into the bed of the truck. Placing my hands on my hips I do a quick once over of everything in the truck, making sure everything is all packed.
Satisfied we’ve got what we need, I close the tailgate and make my way back into the house.
Everyone’s in the kitchen when I get back. Clapping my hands together I announce, “Okay, I think we’re all set!”
“Yeah!” Shiloh cheers as he thrusts his fist into the air and takes off to the front door. “Let’s go!”
“Hold on buddy! We gotta say bye to momma, Evie and auntie Harps. It’s a boys' weekend, remember?” I tell him, trying to suppress my chuckle. Shiloh slides to a stop by the front door and turns running back into the kitchen.
One by one, Shiloh hugs everyone goodbye. Lingering a bit longer on Josie, when he pulls back I see the slight tremor on his bottom lip. Shecatches it too and reminds him about how much fun he’s going to have fishing just the boys.
When she jokingly says she wishes she could come too, Shiloh is quick to shut it down.
“No momma, you aren’t one of the boys.” His hand goes on her shoulder and stares at her intently. “If you miss me and daddy you can just call us.”
I run my hand over my mouth to hide the smile that’s fighting to escape and play it off like I’m running my hands down my beard.
“Don’t worry Loh, while we’re off catching fish on our guys trip, the ladies will be having a girls night.” Xavier tells him, as he leans down and says goodbye to Harper. He murmurs something to her which causes a smile to spread across her face before she quickly pecks his lips.
“Ew Uncle Xavy, there’s a kid here ya know.” Shiloh scrunches up his nose before giving Josie one more hug before he starts to head to the front door. “Come on da fishes are callin’”
Harper trails behind Xavier as they follow Shiloh out to the truck. Turning around, I look at the two women who are still sitting at the table. I close the distance between Josie and I quickly. Leaning down and pressing my lips to hers.
Her hand slides around the back of my neck and she deepens the kiss. With too much self control, I manage to pull myself away. “Don’t have too much fun without me, wife.” Sealing my statement with one last bruising kiss.
A breathy laugh leaves her, “No promises, you have fun with the guys and make sure to take pictures if Shiloh catches his first fish.”
