Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 67843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
“Hey, Greyson, get the controller out of your mouth.”
When he looks back at me I see the joke in his eyes, but I beat him to it. “You weren’t complaining last night.”
“You can suck on my controller all you want. Fuck, I love them, but I need you alone soon.”
“I promise to make it up to you later,” I whisper, kissing his cheek and moving out of his grasp. “Getting slow in your old age?” I say, taking off running.
“No running in the house,” Connor says.
“Good boy. Stay here. I have to teach her a lesson.”
“We’re good. Daddy likes to teach Mommy lessons sometimes. Although they lock the door.” I listen by the door to the kitchen. Seconds later, I hear his footsteps and I run to the laundry room off the kitchen through the other door. His movements change and he comes into the laundry room with his eyes dark.
“Now, you know we’re setting a bad example on the boys.”
“Oh, I’m starting to think they’re used to their parents kissing all the time, but running in the house is a no-no, young lady. I’m going to have to spank that ass of yours.” I purposely turn around, popping my hips back. He lowers my joggers, slipping his fingers into my pussy instead, catching me by surprise. “I love playing with your buttons,” he says, sucking on my earlobe.
“We only have a couple of minutes.”
“I turned the television up.” I can hear the video game going as Tobias drops his jeans, freeing his cock. With a single thrust, he’s buried inside of me from behind. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he grunts, slowly gliding his length in and out. His hand comes over my mouth and then his other comes down on my ass. “No more running,” he warns, massaging where he reddened my ass. Wetness drips from me, coating his cock and my thighs. It feels too good, and I need more.
“Fuck, Tobias.”
“And the cursing, young lady.” His hand slaps my ass again, and I come hard.
“I’m coming,” I moan, bouncing on his cock.
“I’m with you. You feel so fucking good.” He rests his head on my back between my shoulders. He whispers something that gets muffled by my body.
“We need to check on the boys.” The game is still going, and I hear the telltale “Finish Him,” so I know we have another minute at least. He pulls out of me and then slides my bottoms up before fixing his clothes. He quickly cups my pussy like he’s trying to keep his cum inside me. “Mine,” he growls, taking my mouth. As fast as he comes, he leaves. He runs upstairs to his bathroom and I go out to the bathroom down on the first floor. After I pee and wash up, I check on the kids who are continuing to play.
“I hope Uncle Tobias wasn’t too hard on you.” He was oh so hard on me, but that’s not something they need to know about.
“No, he was just teasing.”
“I’m back. Who won?”
“I won three times and Connor won two times.”
“Well I need to make the crust and set up the ingredients. See you guys in the kitchen in twenty minutes.” I leave them there and go prep the counter for them, setting up the cheese and sauce stations while chopping up different toppings for me and Tobias. I sear up some sausage in a pan and then chop it up to be added to the pizza. Then I use the same pan to sauté the mushrooms because I love them. Right on time they barrel through the door with each one being carried by Tobias; one on each arm. God, he’s got sexy dad written all over him.
“That’s a good look on you.”
“One day.”
He sets them down and they climb the stools. He slides up to my side. “This looks pretty amazing.” Just as he’s about to steal another kiss, his phone rings.
“I bet it’s John.” He steps away from the counter.
Chapter 9
Tobias
“Hey, what’s up?” I answer, pulling away from Ava and the boys just in case they don’t have good news.
“It’s good as can be. We’re coming home to get the boys after we pick up Marisa. Louisa changed her mind and wants the boys to be home with her. She’s arriving in twenty minutes at the airport. As soon as we have her, we’ll make our way back to the ranch. She would have been going to the hospital tonight, but visiting hours will be over by the time we make it back to the hospital. Anyway, how are they doing?”
“They are doing good. We’re about to make pizza with Ava.”
“Can you take some pictures? Louisa would love that. Something to brighten her mood.”
“Cool. I’ll see you. Be careful.”
“Thanks so much, Tobias.”
“No problem. They’ve been amazing. Besides, I’m a pretty cool uncle.” Someone calls him and he has to go. I turn on my phone’s camera and snap shots of the kids. Ava has them spreading sauce on the individual pizzas. They load cheese on it, stealing the shredded mozzarella and shoving it in their mouths. Ava and I are sharing one large crust.