Naughty or Nice(18)

We decided two girls and two boys were enough for us to handle, so he gave his soldiers their marching orders and he got a vasectomy last year. I was really sad the day it happened even though we both knew it was the right decision, but I have to say that telling him he can’t get me pregnant might have been the worst decision ever. Now he wants to have sex even more than before just to see if he can make it happen.

“Life finds a way.” He quotes Jurassic Park and I laugh as I turn in his arms to face him.

“Thank you,” I say, feeling suddenly mushy.

“You’re welcome, but for what?” He kisses me sweetly on the lips and then I rest my head on his chest.

“This, our kids, my life. All of it, Brian. I love you so much and this has all been more than I could have ever dreamed of. It’s because of you that I’m here in Paris.”

“You said this was the one place you always dreamed of going.” I feel him kiss the top of my head and I close my eyes.

“It is, but it’s more than that.” I look up into his eyes and feel mine begin to water. “This was something that I never thought was a possibility. It was along the lines of growing wings and flying away from my life. Coming to Paris, and with the man I love?” I shake my head. “You’ve given me the impossible and I can’t ever thank you enough.”

“You do it every day, beautiful. Don’t you see?” He wipes my tears away and smiles at me. “The way you take care of our babies and the way you love me. The way you’re always there to help my family or volunteer at the animal shelter. You light up my life in ways I didn’t think were possible, and every moment is better than the last.”

“Stop saying all this sweet stuff or I won’t stop crying.” I laugh through my tears as he leans down and kisses me softly.

“No more of that. This trip is about bread, remember?”

I laugh again and nod at him. “All the carbs.”

“That’s right. Sex and carbs.” He kisses me again, and this time it’s deeper.

My desire stirs and I’m ready to get into bed with my husband and not come out for hours. As if reading my mind, he picks me up in his arms and carries me towards the bedroom.

“Now get in here and take off your clothes and let me have my way with you.”

“We won’t have any kids in our bed with us tonight to spoil our fun,” I say as I undo the buttons on his shirt.

“Don’t say that or I’ll start to miss them,” he says and pokes his lip out.

I shake my head and then squeal as he tosses me on the bed. “We’ll FaceTime them in a couple of hours and say good morning.”

“I just hope Sage and Jensen can handle them,” he says as he takes off my shoes and kisses his way up my legs.

“They’ve got your parents to help, I’m sure they’ll be fine.” I’m not so sure, but I’m trying to sound positive so Brian won’t worry.

He loves us all so much and being away from the kids is new for us. But a week with just the two of us is going to be absolute bliss and I’m going to try and enjoy as much of it as I can while sandwiching in FaceTime with our babies.

“I think a distraction might be nice,” he says as he pushes up my dress and wiggles my panties down my hips.

“That sounds like a really good idea.” I spread my legs shamelessly as he lowers his mouth onto my pussy. “Oh god!”

When I tell him later that night that all of my dreams have come true, he whispers that it’s time for us to come up with new ones. He’s right, but I don’t know if my heart can hold any more happiness. I guess we’ll just have to find out.



THE END





Chapter 1





Noelle





“Please,” she begged. “I need to feel you inside me now. It’s been too long.” Annabelle pleaded with Sam before taking matters into her own hands, grabbing his hard cock and guiding it to her wet pussy. Wanting to make them whole once again, to never be apart from the only man she’d ever loved. Would ever love.

“I’ll give you what you want. Just give me what I want,” Sam demanded, pulling back just a little from her, the head of his cock barely touching her opening. She knew what he wanted, and she was sick of fighting these feelings. She’d find a way to make them work, no matter how different their worlds were.

“I love you. Only you.” She gave him the words he wanted because they were true. She knew it down to her soul.

Samuel thrust home into her welcoming body, his hard cock just as hungry for her as he was.”

The heavy breathing through the phone pulls me from my narration “Mr. Lockwood, are you okay?”

“Alex,” he grunts, sounding irritated with me. “Say it.”

“Alex,” I whisper. He’s been correcting me for months now, but for some reason I always still say ‘Mr. Lockwood.’ It reminds me of who he is—that he isn’t a friend I’m talking to on the phone. He’s a client and nothing more, no matter what my late-night fantasies tell me.

I hear a grunt, then the line goes quiet. I wonder if he’s mad at me, and I inwardly curse myself. I had steady work before I started narrating books for his company, All for You, but with him offering me more and more projects, he’s been my only client for well over two months now. It sounds silly, and I’m sure I can get more projects elsewhere, but I like working for him. He handles things a little differently than most clients I work with, but I like his way. Seems I like a lot of things about Alex, despite knowing very little about him.