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“Fucking hell,” Seth groaned. “Baby girl, you’re so fucking tight.”
She moaned around my cock in response, the sound vibrating straight down to my balls. I pushed her hair out of the way, watching as she bobbed her head back and forth on my dick while her tits bounced every time Seth thrust inside of her.
Seth rubbed her clit, and she cried out, popping me from her mouth. I stroked my cock, watching as she came, and with a growl of her name, I shot my cum onto her chest.
Seth leaned over her and kissed her as he came. Then, he rolled to his side and looked up at me. “Get her upstairs,” he panted. “It’s your turn. Gonna give her rug burn if we keep her down here.”
I lifted her up into my arms with a grin, and she giggled. “Fuck the bed,” I groaned, laying her out over the leather couch. “Couch works just as good.”
Then, I slid on a condom and sank inside of her. She moaned my name, arching her back.
Home.
She was what home felt like.
21
Seth
Stephen gently shook me. I groaned and tightened my arms around Bailey, not ready to get out of bed yet. She’d done so well with Kira yesterday, and thankfully, Kira didn’t cry often. It was more like little whimpers when she did. But we still took over when Kira started getting irritable.
But after we put Kira to bed last night, we’d kept Bailey up most of the night taking turns on her. After so much time apart, we couldn’t fucking get enough of her.
“Nanny is here,” Stephen told me. “Get up and get her in the shower.”
“Fucking hell,” I muttered. I slowly opened my eyes. “Alright. Give me ten.”
He walked out of the room. I gently shook Bailey awake. “No,” she mumbled.
I laughed softly and pressed my lips to her cheek. “Come on, baby girl. The nanny is here, and you need to get a quick shower so you can meet her. She starts today.”
She slowly opened her eyes and looked up at me through sleepy eyes. Her hair was a mess, and the blanket had fallen down some to reveal one pink nipple. It made me want to fuck her all over again. “Is she nice? Will she take good care of Kira?”
I nodded and brushed my fingers over her cheek. “She came highly recommended from the company she works for, and she thoroughly impressed both me and Stephen when we interviewed her.”
Bailey sat up and slid out of bed. We got a quick shower together, and I waited for her to brush out her wet hair and get dressed before grabbing her hand in mine, leading her downstairs.
“Grace, this is Bailey, Kira’s mom,” Stephen introduced as we walked into the room, holding Kira on his hip.
Bailey tightened her hand around mine but held out her hand to shake Grace’s. Grace smiled. “I’ve heard a lot about you from your two men. I look forward to getting to know you.”
Bailey smiled at her, relaxing a little. “Likewise.” She turned to Stephen and held her hands out for Kira. Stephen handed the little one over, and we all took seats with me sitting beside Bailey.
“I know you’re probably used to taking care of children ninety-nine percent of the time,” Stephen began, “so this will probably be a pretty laid-back job for you. Basically, Seth and I will take over for Bailey when she’s overwhelmed when we’re here. The only time we really need you to step in is if we’re not around. When Kira cries, it overwhelms Bailey, and that’s when we need you to step in the most.”
“I will also let you know when I need a break,” Bailey quietly told her. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and pressed my lips to her temple. I knew it took a lot of strength for her to admit things like this. “I want to take care of her all the time, but sometimes, I can’t,” Bailey confessed.
“I’ve worked for a mom who suffered from postpartum psychosis before,” Grace assured Bailey. Bailey’s shoulders sagged in relief. It was one of the biggest reasons we’d hired her. “So, I’m used to this. You’re not a bad mom, Bailey. Being a bad mom would be not making sure your baby was fully taken care of. Sometimes, that means having others step in.”
Bailey sniffled. “It helps to have others understand,” she whispered.
Grace smiled at her. “We’ll figure this out, Bailey. You’re not alone in any of this.”
Bailey smiled at her and then leaned her head on my shoulder after gently setting Kira on the floor to play.
I wrapped both of my arms around her, holding her tightly. “You’re the best mom I’ve ever known,” I whispered in her ear. And she was. Because while I knew most moms could do everything themselves, it took a different kind of strength to admit you couldn’t and seek help.
My girl turned her head and kissed me in response.
