"Ew!" Madeline cries when she walks into the room. "You guys are disgusting. Why can't you just be normal old people and not touch?"
Jesse’s eyes go wide in embarrassment at having been caught in such a provocative position, but I just shake my head and stand up off the bed.
"I’m glad to hear you think that’s disgusting. Now, let’s talk about Adam Andrews?" I toss Jesse a wink and guide Madeline from the room.
"EMMY, WHAT happened to the garage door?" I ask, walking into our bedroom.
"What’s wrong with it?" she replies, fastening the necklace around her throat. Then she nervously drags her long, blond hair up into a ponytail.
"Um, it won’t open and there is a huge-ass dent in the front of it."
"Oh, I’m not sure. I haven’t noticed that." She turns away from me, but I can see her mouth, "Fuck," to herself in the mirror.
"Really. So you have no idea what happened?"
"Caleb, you need to get dressed. We’re going to be late." She tosses me a smile that I know is only there to distract me.
"Collin!" I yell over my shoulder, and Emma’s eyes go wide.
"Yes, sir," he replies from his room down the hall.
"You know anything about that dent in the garage door?"
"Um," is his only response as he walks into our room. His blue eyes flash to his mother, and I watch her give him the smallest shake of her head.
Collin has really filled out over the last year. It’s hard to believe he’s only fourteen. He looks just like I did at that age. If it weren’t for Emma’s white-blond hair, I would question if he got anything from her at all.
After Collin was conceived the old-fashioned accidental way, Emma and I were very careful for several years. We never really had time alone before starting a family, so keeping it to just the three of us was important to both of us. Right after Collin turned three, Emma sat me down and told me that she wanted another baby. I’d been thinking about it for a while, so that chat ended with us naked. Practice never hurt anyone.
The day Emma found out that we were expecting, she swore while hanging over the toilet that she would never get pregnant again. I laughed. She threw the plunger at me. It was pretty much business as usual in the Jones household. There was no way I was stopping with two kids, and she knew it. I made some lame excuse about the symmetry on my back tattoo, but the truth is that I loved Collin so damn much that I became greedy.
Eight months later, we both got our way. Lily Kate and Grant Walker Jones were born just two days shy of Collin’s fourth birthday.
"Where are the twins?" I ask Collin. "Let’s see if they know anything about the garage door."
"Shit," Emma mumbles, knowing Lily would never lie for her. She might have gotten her mother’s attitude and looks, but she’s a daddy’s girl through and through.
"What’s wrong, Emmy?" I toss her a knowing smirk.
"Okay. Collin, I need to talk to Dad for a minute. Tell everyone to be dressed and in the car in thirty minutes." She walks to the door, locking it behind him.
I stand in the middle of the room with my arms crossed as I watch her remove her panties from under her skirt. She reclines back on the bed and drops her legs wide.
"Come her, Caleb." She rubs a hand up her thigh, pausing on her wet pussy.
"Start talking, Emmy," I say but quickly make my way to the bed.
"Kiss me." She sits up to claim my mouth.
I’m more than willing to take whatever she is offering to bribe me with. I don’t give a single fuck what happened to the garage door. I’m reasonably sure she hit it with the new SUV she begged me for. I tried to tell her that it was too big for our single-car garage, but the one thing I’ve learned over the years is that you can’t tell Emma anything. You have to let her figure it out for herself. She won’t ever admit that she was wrong. She will, however, apologize with her body. I chalk it up as a win.
"Take your pants off," she mumbles against my mouth.
"Now why would I do that, sweetheart?" I feign ignorance.
"Because you’re about to fuck me and we only have a few minutes." Leaning forward, she pops open my button.
"Oh, Emmy, but then I would miss feeling you suck my cock with the sweet little mouth that keeps lying to me."
Her eyes perk at my comment before a slow smile creeps across her face. She stands up and pushes me to the bed, making quick work of pulling my pants down.
"Since we are running short on time, I think this would be an excellent opportunity to multitask." She climbs on top of me and spins to straddle my face. With one smooth movement, she takes my cock to the back of her throat and lowers her pussy to my mouth.
Yeah. We’re going to be late.