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“Don’t worry about it,” I told him. “I’ll order pizza for us and Stromboli for West.”

He nodded at me before he walked over to West and Hope, taking a seat on the grass beside the blanket. I jogged up the stairs on the porch, kicking my boots off before I stepped into the house. It was one of West’s new rules. After being diagnosed with postpartum depression, she needed a semblance of organization, a sense of control.

So, she cleaned the house until almost every surface sparkled and gleamed, and she shampooed the carpets to the point that they’d never looked walked on.

No shoes in the house became a rule. So, they got left out on the porch.

Jessie and I didn’t mind. If it made her feel better, so be it. Besides, both of us were more than happy to come out of our boots as soon as possible, especially after an extremely long day of work.

I heard West laugh loudly, and I grinned.

She was coming back to us.

Slowly, but surely, Jessie and I were getting our beautiful woman back.

38

Lincoln

I leaned against the door frame of Hope’s nursery with my arms crossed over my bare chest, watching as West gently placed Hope in her crib, being extra careful not to wake her. Once Hope was settled on her back, West stared down at her for a moment before she turned to face me, a wide smile on her face, her green eyes shining beautifully.

God, she was so fucking stunning.

I silently held my hand out to her, and she quickly placed her smaller, soft hand in mine, allowing me to gently tug her out of the room and to our bedroom.

Jessie was already lying in bed waiting on her. Her breath hitched in her throat when he sat up, revealing his nakedness. Silently, I led her over to him and pressed my body to her back while he scooted to the edge of the bed and drew her between his thighs.

A soft moan fell from her lips when he pushed her shirt up, and I grabbed it, pulling it the rest of the way off of her. With sure, quick fingers, I unhooked her bra, and Jessie pulled it off of her, tossing it somewhere across the room.

Her breasts were bigger, never having gone down—not even a tiny bit—from when she was pregnant. Jessie ran his hands over her body slowly, sensually. Soft moans and little gasps were falling from her lips before she whispered his name when he pressed tender kisses to her c-section scar. We both knew she was self-conscious about it, but that scar was proof of her love for our baby girl.

I gripped her leggings and pulled them down her legs with her panties. Pressing a light kiss to her calves, I tapped her left ankle. “Up,” I told her.

She lifted her left foot so I could pull her leggings off of that foot, and then I did the same to her other foot. Once she was completely naked between us, I turned her to face me. Jessie groaned softly and massaged the globes of her ass. Her cheeks tinted red as her gaze focused on mine.

“Strip me,” I gruffly ordered.

With hesitant fingers, she unsnapped my jeans and tugged them down my legs. I had gone commando, and my dick quickly sprung free. I didn’t miss the way her eyes darkened, her tongue flicking out over those sexy, fuckable lips.

Jessie quickly lifted her, and she gasped out a choked moan when he slid her down on his dick in reverse cowgirl style. I stroked my cock, watching as she gripped his knees, her nails digging into his skin as she began to ride him, any inhibitions she’d had gone completely out the window as she let all of her insecurities fall away, becoming our fucking beautiful, strong, sexy as all hell woman.

“Open those lips,” I ordered as I gripped her hair.

She obediently opened her lips for me, and I slid my cock into her warm, wet mouth, watching as she closed them around my cock, hollowing out her cheeks to suck me deeper.

“Yes,” I growled, praising her. Jessie hissed a breath through his teeth, and I had no doubt in my mind that she had just squeezed the fuck out of his dick.

He thrust up hard and fast into her, his hands digging into the soft flesh of her hips. With those pretty green eyes locked on mine, she sucked me off at the speed that Jessie fucked her, moans vibrating my dick as she came around Jessie over and over.

It always surprised me how much West could let go when she was being taken like this. To anyone else, she might look like a cheap whore, but to us? She was the most stunning person we’d ever laid our eyes on. When West stopped worrying and getting lost in her head, she was fucking breathtaking.

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