Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 53238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 266(@200wpm)___ 213(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 266(@200wpm)___ 213(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
My wife. It no longer sounds crazy like it did at first.
We edge out a 3–2 win and I’m still full of energy as we head to the visiting locker room. As soon as I get to my phone, I find a text from Suki.
Suki: Great game! Darling snorted his approval when you scored.
She attached a picture of her and Darling in bed, her in a white tank top with her hair fanned out on the pillow and him snuggled up to her chest.
I’m jealous of him. His snout is just casually resting on her breast. I’d give my left nut to be there right now.
I text her back.
Carter: Thanks. It’ll be good to get home.
What I mean is it’ll be good to get home to her, but we’re still doing a dance where we don’t say things like that. I’m tired of the dance. What I really want to say is ditch the pig, put on something sexy and wait for me to come bury my face in your pussy.
Damn, would it be nice to get into bed to find her ready to finish what we started with the kiss. I ache for it. I’ve seen so many of her facial expressions, from surprised to amused to exhausted. I’ve heard her laugh, be gentle but stern with the girls and be firm with Darling. But what does she look like when she’s about to come? What does she sound like when she does?
I’ve never seen so many sides of a woman I wanted while still panting after her like a fucking dog. I want that last part of Suki I’m missing, and I want it bad.
“Your tub’s ready,” one of our trainers tells me.
I nod, strip down and head for the ice bath. When I step in, my thoughts of Suki are frozen away. Ice baths are great for recovery but not so great for fantasizing about what it would feel like for your wife to ride you until she milks you dry.
Our flight home takes an hour and a half, and I’m climbing the stairs to get to the bedroom around 1:45 a.m. The closer I get to Suki, the harder my dick gets.
I can’t do it like this, waking her up in the middle of the night, but I also can’t continue wanting her so badly and not acting on it.
When I switch on the bathroom light, it casts a faint glow into the bedroom and I see Darling in the middle of the bed, his back to Suki’s chest.
That lucky bastard. If I felt her tits against my back right now, I’d probably shoot my load. Six months plus with no sex is basically a medical condition.
I strip down to boxer briefs and get in bed, pushing one of Darling’s hooves out of my way.
Now to see if I can actually sleep. Tomorrow’s the day we’ve been waiting for--the hearing when the judge will decide if Chad gets the girls or I do.
Through my attorney, I offered him two weeks with them every summer because she advised me that the judge would want them to have at least some contact with him if he wanted it.
I’m a wreck over it, which is another reason I’m not waking Suki up to tell her I’ve got perpetual blue balls over her. This isn’t the time.
Tomorrow, I’ll either find out I get to keep the girls, or I’ll be devastated. That has to be my priority.
But whichever way it goes, I want Suki to stay in my life. It’s a sobering thought that it might not be “our lives” anymore. The thought of me and Suki here without the girls is something I can’t even wrap my head around.
The minutes tick by and I stare up at the dark ceiling, absently petting the top of Darling’s head as I try not to imagine telling the girls they have to move to Alaska to live with the father they don’t even know.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Suki
The hearing was set for ten, but we’re still sitting in the hallway outside the courtroom waiting at 10:35 a.m.
Carter shifts in his seat beside me, checking his watch again. Even though he got home in the middle of the night, he was already in the kitchen when I got up at six thirty this morning, coffee brewed and breakfast cooking.
The girls didn’t know about this hearing, so they were their usual morning selves. Olivia was ready to go early, Charlotte was running late and Hallie had to give Darling a dozen kisses and hugs before walking out the door.
Carter did school drop-off, then he came home and dressed in a dark suit with one of the ties I got him for Christmas. I’m wearing black pants and a simple green blouse, my hair in a knot at the nape of my neck.