Page 111 of Darling Melody


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I made it to our home in Shoredale in just under an hour, a new record for me. We had originally wanted to move further away, and maybe one day we would, but when it came to it, Toby didn’t want to be too far from his parents, and it turned out that me and Don felt the same. We all liked having a family.

“Honey, I’m home.” I called out as I opened the door that led from the garage to the main house.

Our intention had been to only purchase a simple two-bedroom house. But after the guys had hunted around, they had realised that if we wanted anything a little more private, which was necessary with our hobbies, we’d have to go bigger. I had agreed to whatever they wanted. I didn’t care. I just wanted something that was ours. They found this house while we were in Italy with Don’s aunt Rosa, and had video called with the realtor while I was out shopping. When I got back to the house that evening, they sat me down, showed me pictures and Don had declared that I better like it because he had already bought it. Luckily, I loved it.

“I’m in the kitchen.” Toby shouted back.

I walked in and chucked my bag down on the counter in the middle of the room and pulled one of the travel cups from the holder. Toby was stood by the oven peering inside through the glass door.

“What’s cooking good looking?” I sang as I reached up on my tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek and push the cup into his hand.

“Emilia gave me that secret brownie recipe, I thought Don might like them.” Toby said and sipped his coffee.

I grabbed my own cup and inhaled before putting it to my lips. The coffee was still warm thanks to the insulated mugs that Eden had bought us all as a housewarming gift. Not that the guys often used them, but I’d managed to get into the habit of taking at least one out with me.

“They smell great.” I praised him and he smiled as he turned his attention away from the oven.All forgiven?

He closed the gap between us, and his expression darkened as he caged me in against the counter.Maybe not.

“I’m very very stressed right now Vixen, you left me to plan this entire day alone, now I’m happy to do it, but you should have been here.” he said with a low growl.

“I’m sorry, but I really-.”

“I almost missed the cake arriving because I was too busy trying to hideyourgift. Which by the way, he’s going to find too easily. And then I -.”

I cut him off by pushing up and crushing my lips to his. He groaned against my mouth in frustration, and I wrapped my arms around his neck to keep him from pulling away. A heartbeat later he gave in, grabbing my hips in his huge hands and boosting me up onto the counter as he trailed rough kisses down my neck, his beard scratching against my soft skin in the most delicious way. His fingers hooked into the waistband of my skirt, and he tugged the hem of my blouse free. I released him and snatched his hands into mine to stop him from exploring too far and pulled back to give him an apologetic look.

“I’m supposed to be making it up to you, not the other way around.” I said. “How long do we have?”

He narrowed his eyes at me.

“Not long, ten minutes I’d guess. What are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking ten minutes is the perfect amount of time to show you how sorry I am.” I said and ran my tongue slowly over my lips.

He gave me a thoughtful look, then stepped away. He pulled open the oven, tossed the pan of brownies onto the counter beside it, and advanced on me again.

“I’ll accept that apology, let’s go.” he said, and tugged my hand to pull me off of the counter.

I dropped to my feet and pulled him back towards me and stroked my hand down his chest until I reached his sweats.

“Here?” he asked.

“Unless you want to waste time running upstairs?” I asked, slipping my hand inside his sweats and gripping his already stiff cock.

He groaned lustfully and I took that as my cue to get on my knees and blow his fucking mind.

When the front door clicked open, I was licking the last of Toby’s cum from my lips while he leaned against the kitchen counter, steadying his breathing and grinning like crazy.

“Honey, I’m home.” Don called out.

“I’ve used that one today.” I said as I rushed to meet him and glanced out of the hall window.

His car was haphazardly parked outside, and I smiled excitedly. He hadn’t been into the garage yet.

“Hey Tough guy, How was your morning?” I asked as I reached him, and he leaned in to kiss me. I offered him my cheek and he grunted grumpily, then laughed knowingly as he saw Toby heading our way with a dazed look on his face.

I wasn’t kissing the birthday boy with the taste of another man on my lips.

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