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They’d turn out just fine, we were sure.
“Is Mom trying to scare you?” I asked.
“It was thedog,” Our oldest declared, rolling her eyes, unimpressed.
“I read this book when I was, like, three years older than her and I didn’t get the plot twist,” Ama said, sighing as she got to her feet. “Alright, here, smarty pants,” she said, handing her the flashlight. “Go play flashlight tag with your siblings.”
With that, I put down the twin on my shoulder, and they were off.
“That should tire them out a bit,” I said as I helped Ama gather the blanket and book.
“Babe,” she said, snorting as she shook her head.
“I know. But a man can dream, can’t he?” I asked as we moved in the back door.
“Oh, my God. Is that pizza?” Ama asked, taking a deep breath.
“It is,” I confirmed.
“You’re a god among men,” Ama told me, leaning her head into my shoulder.
“Were they monsters today?” I asked, reaching for her.
“Only about sixty percent of the day.”
“Sixty percent? That’s a big improvement.”
“I know, right? I think they took pity on me because I had a headache earlier.
“Is it gone?” I asked, letting my hands move up her spine, then slip into her hair, gently massaging her scalp.
“Sir, you shouldn’t be starting something you can’t finish,” she said, melting into me.
“Who says I can’t finish it?” I asked.
“The four children running around the backyard who are sure to get bored in… twenty minutes.”
“Twenty minutes,” I repeated. “Is that a challenge?” I asked, watching as she tilted her head back to smirk at me.
“Maybe.”
“Say less,” I told her, pulling away. “Laurie,” I called, making our shepherd-mix perk up and jump off of her bed. “Go outside,” I told her, opening the door, knowing she would keep an eye for any threats.
She’d been a gift from the kids’ Uncle Remy and Aunt Lark two Christmases ago. And, yes, we’d named her after Dr. Christian Laurier, simply just to fuck with him.
She had quickly become their little protector, always keeping an eye on them and out for threats. Between her and the stockade fence we had out back, I was comfortable grabbing my wife and pulling her into the bathroom, closing and locking the door.
“Why are your clothes still on?” Ama asked as she yanked off her shirt after discarding her pants.
“Enjoying the view, honey,” I told her as I leaned back against the door.
“We don’t have time for admiration,” she insisted. “Get over here,” she demanded, pulling off her bra, and then her panties.
It didn’t matter how many years we’d been together, just one look at that woman had my cock going rock-hard in seconds, I swear.
“Never stops being hot just how greedy you are for my cock,” I told her with a smirk as her hands worked at my button and zipper.
“If you don’t shut up and fuck me right now, I am going to go into my nightstand and find something else to do the job,” she threatened as her hand closed around my cock, stroking it as her thumb slid over the head.
