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Asher
I came home to a room aglow with candlelight. I glanced at the number on the door to make sure it was the right apartment before I stepped inside, particularly since there was no baby crying; only the sounds of soft classical music resonated throughout the living room.
Mel glided out from the bedroom wearing a sexy, red negligee. She smiled. “Welcome home,” she said, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me like I’d been gone for months.
I eased my head back and studied her eyes. They sparkled with radiance. “Thanks. You look amazing. Where’s Becket?”
“Sleeping.”
“He is?”
“Mmmm hmmm…” She pressed her lips to mine again. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve only been gone for three hours.”
“That’s a very long time when someone is horny and waiting.”
“You’re horny?”
“It’s six weeks today, Ash, and I’m ready.”
“Oh,” I said and smiled. I didn’t need further explanation. I just picked her up and carried her over to the sofa. Becket slept in our room and I didn’t want to go in there and wake him up.
I set Mel down on the sofa, but she stood back up and began to unbutton my shirt. When she got to the last button, I shrugged out of it, tossing it on the floor. She unbuckled my jeans and I let her push them down. My boxers joined my pants, and I stepped out of them. My cock pointed at her as if to say, “What the fuck are you waiting for? Get me inside.”
It had been a while, and I must admit, no one was hornier than I was at that very moment. But when she tugged me down on top of her, I slowed the pace a little, lifting the gorgeous red nightgown up and over her head. She wore sexy, red, lace panties that matched the negligee. I tugged on those lacy panties, pulling them down her thighs and she slipped each foot out. Mel was still as beautiful now as she’d been nine months ago when I’d first had the pleasure of assisting her in her endeavor to lose her V card. We always referred to our first time together as me volunteering to help her lose her virginity, and I laugh almost every time I think about how selfish my proposal had been.
I wasn’t about to rush this. I wanted to make sure Mel was ready and slippery. I skimmed my fingers down her stomach and between her thighs. No worries about whether or not she was ready.
“God, Mel, you’re so wet already,” I huffed out in a soft whisper.
She sighed a sweet, sexy, “Yes, I know,” which only made me get harder and more turned on. I kissed her neck, then her breasts, being sure not to suck at those, otherwise…well, I kissed the crease just below her breasts and I made my way down to her silky folds.
I slipped two fingers inside and then slid my tongue over her clit; she bucked her hips in acceptance. She wiggled as my tongue licked and sucked at her nub until she couldn’t take it anymore and she moaned so loud I thought for sure she’d wake up Becket.
“You’re most definitely ready, Mrs. Beaumont.” I positioned myself over her and slid my cock back and forth over her clit, driving her crazy, and she dug her nails into my tush, tugging me, urging me as I slid easily through her silky membranes. Her snug walls caressed me and contracted around my shaft, and I almost came right then. But it was too good to let it all be over so soon. I eased out so that only the tip of my cock was inside her, giving me a moment, and then pushed back in. It was futile to think I’d last very long this time. “Mel, I love you, so fucking much.”
“I love you, too, Asher.” Her voice was heavy and full of lust for me, and I couldn’t control it any longer as I pumped hard and felt her contract tighter around me. As I did, I emptied myself into her.
“You do this every morning?” Jackson asked me as we jogged down the street, each pushing a jog stroller. I’d talked him into buying one yesterday so he could run with me while we were visiting.
“Yeah. I’ve been running up and down the hills in San Francisco, though. This flat stuff is nothing compared to that.”
“I’m not sure it’s a good idea for me to be seen with you two.” Brodie ran alongside, giving us shit about looking whipped, but I didn’t care.
“You’re just jealous that you don’t have one of these to push yet,” Jackson said.
“My time’s coming. Gabrielle told me last night. She’s six weeks pregnant.”
“That’s awesome. It’s nice that all our kids will be around the same age,” Jackson said. “I’ve heard cousins are fun to grow up with. Our uncle never had any kids,” he added.
“Brothers are good to grow up with, too,” Brodie said, wrapping his arm around my neck in a chokehold, giving me a taste of things I’d probably missed out on as a kid.
“No doubt.” I coughed, wiggling my neck free from his grasp.
“Gabrielle and I wanted to move to the beach, but last night we were talking, and I think we like the idea of raising a kid around here.”
