Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25614 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25614 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
“Fuck, this is going to be fast, baby.”
“It has to be.” She gripped my shoulders as tightly as her pussy gripped my cock and bounced on me with her huge breasts. I practically needed two hands to grab the babies now that she was seven months pregnant.
“I’ll do my best, mi amor.”
“Diego, please, please,” she begged. I knew exactly what she needed. I yanked down the top of her dress and sucked a fat nipple in my mouth. We slowed our movements down so I could give her the attention she needed, rocking her hips back and forth and grinding her on me.
“Oh, Diego, I’m going to come.”
“Good girl. Come on my cock,” I whispered against her lips.
“That was perfect, love.”
“Yes, it was.”
I gently lifted her off my cock and slid her panties back into place. It was just in time as the door opened and our son Santos cheerfully ran into the room.
“Mommy, Papi, we’re waiting for you.” She gasped and stood with her back to him as she adjusted the top of her dress to make sure her tits were not sticking out. Luckily, she was standing in front of me, so I could cover my exposed cock. I quickly tucked myself away and then stood. “You know you’re supposed to knock, mijo.”
“I’m sorry, Papa.”
“It’s okay, vámonos. I need to help Mommy to the bathroom, and then we’re going to go start our Easter hunt.”
“Yay.” He jumped around in his Easter Sunday best. His little gray three-piece suit matched mine down to the black patent-leather shoes. He loved wearing them more than I expected.
“You go check on your brother, and we’ll be right there.”
“Okay.” He happily walked away.
“Oops, I forgot to lock the door. We won’t make that mistake again. Sorry about that, Diego. I know how you don’t like us by the door when you guys are together.” Vasco scrunched his face apologetically.
“It’s okay. Is everything set up?”
“Everything’s ready to go. Will be there in one minute.”
Elizabeth
“Beth, where are the guys?” Ava asked.
“They’re in my husband’s office having a security debate.”
“Again?” I rolled my eyes because they’d always spent their time working on strategic ways to protect their families, which made no sense because the normal ways worked just fine.
“Of course.” I held my youngest in my arms while he rested on my hip. “Would you like a cup of coffee?”
“Yes. I could totally use it. I have to tell you what blunder I made as a mom last night.” She went on to explain how she accidentally connected her work laptop to the kids’ Bluetooth and her youngest heard a clip of her latest audio.
“Girl, you need something stronger than coffee.” I walked over to the liquor cabinet and waved a bottle of wine her way. “We can call the guys to take the kids, and we can go out on the patio.”
“No, it’s okay. Trust me. James said Jacob was fine and thankfully, JJ was already in his room, so I learned my lesson. It helped that James made sure I was reminded of my mistake and thoroughly educated me on the consequences,” she said with a giggle.
“Oh, I’ll need to find a punishment to earn. It’s been a while since I’ve tested Diego’s patience.”
“Have you tried breaking their safety protocols? It worked for me.” She winked.
“That’s a good one. Maybe while the kids are at school and the baby is with the nanny. You’re good at this.”
“Of course, but I can’t help it. I’m surprised James hasn’t dragged Diego to boxing yet.”
“Boxing? They better not be. I don’t want his beautiful face damaged.”
“Whose beautiful face?” Diego asked, scooping our sleeping son off my chest and kissing the top of his head without taking his possessive eyes off me.
I brushed his scruffy, tense jaw. “Yours, my love. You better not be boxing.”
“We’ll wear headgear,” James offered.
“James loves to box,” Ava added as if it wasn’t a big deal, but I didn’t want my husband hurt.
“Besides, you know how I like to keep my strength up for hand-to-hand combat.” He cuffed my waist with his free hand and held me firmly. “You like that I’m strong and ready for war, mi amor.”
“Fine, but if you get hurt, don’t come crawling to me.”
He tucked our son into his carrier and then pulled me in for a deep kiss. “Darling, if I get hurt, of course I’m crawling to you so you can rub my boo-boos and make it all better.” He cupped my ass and then thrust his front against mine, his thick, needy girth showing me how much he desired me. “I love your gentle ministrations.”
“Be a good girl.” He patted my ass and then went upstairs to change before he went boxing with James.
After the men left, Ava and I sat in the living room as the kids played. “So I know you didn’t want to talk about it in front of Diego, but what happened with your mom?”