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“Welcome home, beautiful,” I state, nodding with a grin at her shocked, questioning gaze my way. “I figured you’d want somewhere closer to your sister, and we’d want a yard for our kids.”
“And just how many do you think we’re going to have, hmm?” she questions, and I drop a kiss onto her lips.
“Two or three I hope,” I admit, and fuck, her smile simply makes me want her further.
“Good answer, because I have no intention of quitting my job, understood?”
“Especially with your promotion now in the bag?” I muse, lifting her until her legs wrap around my waist. There’s no furniture here, so I carry her into the kitchen, setting her on the island.
“Absolutely,” she responds, her hands already freeing me from my pants, and I push her panties to the side, filling her with a single thrust, sending her walls fluttering around me. “Fuck, just like that, Oliver.”
“You’re going to come on my cock, then you’re going to suck it, aren’t you, beautiful?”
“Yes, oh fuck, yes,” she moans, tightening around me more, and I give her clit a little strum, pulling her over.
“One more,” I tell her when her eyes open as I continue to thrust into her wet heat. “That was too fast, so give me one more, then your mouth can have its fun.”
“Fuck I love you,” she cries, shivering against me, but she gives me just what I want, coming again, nearly sending me over with her as she clamps down hard on me. I grit my teeth, controlling it, and lift her down from the island. No way is my woman jumping down from it, especially not while pregnant.
Her mouth wraps around my cock before I’m ready, and I grip the edge of it tight, holding off as long as possible, but my wife knows how to use that mouth, and I come hard within minutes.
“I thinkyouowemeanother one now, don’t you, husband?” she teases, licking my head once more.
“As soon as I get you back to the condo. We’ll finish christening this place when we have furniture in it,” I return, stealing her smiling lips with a kiss, before taking her home, and straight to bed. Keeping her there until she’s hangry, earning that mouth of hers another lesson that we both enjoy.
Epilogue
Gabriela
Some days I might say I’m jealous of Dani’s family, but others, I definitely am not. I adore the two little girls that Oliver’s given me. Ana is seven, Jada turning six very soon, and not having sleepless nights is such a blessing. Today however, is a day I can say I’m mildly jealous of Dani though.
Probably because she looks ridiculously amazing considering she gave birth to twins not even six weeks ago. I swear, she might have been a bit unlucky, having so many sets of twins, but her baby weight has always fallen straight off, making it seem impossible for her to ever have given birth.
My little nieces were born a month ago, on Valentine’s Day, and since she and Jeremy spent their day in the hospital, we decided to throw them a belated Valentine’s Day. Oliver’s parents have been an absolute godsend the last eight years. Loving Dani and I like their own and loving our kids equally. We couldn’t ask for more. Going from only having each other, to having our men, in-laws, then babies was a dream come true, so I don’t mind the occasional jealously that hits seeing Dani surrounded by so many kids.
Oliver and I both agreed that our two girls were plenty for us four years ago. If we were both at home like Dani and Jeremywere ninety-nine percent of the time, we might have had more. Definitely not more like their more though. If Dani lucked out when it comes to shedding the baby weight, I’d say I lucked out in not having multiples. Especially not having multiples multiple times.
Dani and Jeremy don’t mind though which is awesome. Add in that she watches the girls for me on school holidays and breaks when I have to be at the restaurant, I’ll never ask her if she wished it were different. So tonight, we’re watching all the kids with Mom and Dad’s help, while Dani and Jeremy enjoy some time alone.
I take the tub of popcorn into the theater room, refilling the little buckets that are empty, then settle in next to Oliver, feeling my girly bits heat insanely fast finding little Elisa curled up on his chest. His mom passes little Lucia to me, then moves back to the younger of Dani and Jeremy’s boys, letting them see that the new babies won’t make them any less loved, and I know our girls feel the same from their smiles our way.
“Careful now, or they might ask for a little brother or sister,” Oliver teases me, and I turn further towards him, watching his face closely.
“And what would you tell them if they asked for it?” I ask.
“That I’d be good with it, but they’d have to talk their mama into it most likely,” he answers, flooding me with relief.
“Really?” I push, my hand resting on Lucia’s head and neck as she coos softly in her sleep. Yes, we probably should put her and Elisa in the bassinette, but they’re just so sweet, who could do that?
“Really,” he says quietly, giving me a soft kiss. “I stand behind our decision four years ago that two was good. It’s still good, but since I’ve hired on more staff, delegated things a bit more, I have a bit more time on my hands, and wouldn’t mind one more. I’d never push for it though. I know you love yourjob still, so I’d never ask you to take time away from it to have another baby, unless you wanted it as well.”
“I love you, so much,” I sigh, resting my forehead against his with a grin.
“I love you too beautiful, you and that mouth that still gets you in trouble,” he adds, giving me a wink. That puts a grin on my lips because it’s true, and not just with him. I love running Chef Tyler’s original restaurant, but some of the people are just too much, too tiring, and my mouth breaks free before my brain can stop me.
“That’s good, because my mouth sort of got us into a little trouble,” I warn, making his brow lift curiously. “It was about a month ago, right before Dani had these two. I was at the pharmacy, getting the girls’ vitamins and prescriptions, and I might have forgotten that the pharmacist wouldn’t let me have my birth control renewal because he claimed the doctor didn’t send in the prescription. And I might have told him to learn the effing alphabet because Wilmont was in the ‘W’ section, not the ‘T’ that he was searching through, which might have had them telling me to leave, and me forgetting to go back or call the doctor to transfer it somewhere new. And that might have led me to now being pregnant…”
“Gabi?!” Oliver hisses at me, his eyes wide, and I nod, smiling at the grin spreading across his face. “You’re sure?”
