Sebastian laughed. “I can’t believe Mom would even suggest that you help bake.”
“Me either, son. I think it was a ruse to get me out of there. Girl talk and all that.”
“Rosie’s okay, right?”
“I think so. She had a beautiful smile on her face, and I saw Ruben drop her off. I actually thought they’d be getting it on, in his car, outside the front door.” His dad chuckled. “If there is something going on, it isn’t between them two.”
“Okay, here they come.” He referred to Ramon and Noah, but he laughed when he caught his wife in the background shaking her head at something Noah said.
“You annoying my wife?”
“Nope.” Noah grinned. “I was annoying my sister.” He smirked.
“Ass.”
“Okay, boys. I’ve got better things to do today than stand around listening to you arguing.” At least their father managed to shut them up.
After about ten minutes of debating the best way to get the tree planted, they tied rope around the end and, using their combined strength, dragged the thing from the bed of the truck. It was no easy task because it weighed a ton, but, at least, it was out. Now just to get the thing planted so his wife could get it decorated. Not that she was going up any ladders; he’d be doing that bit.
“We’ve got this,” his dad stated as they struggled to keep the thing upright while they dropped it into the hole he’d dug.
By the time they were done, they had all worked up a sweat, but Sebastian had to admit that the tree looked good. Hopefully, it would continue to grow and stay healthy because the majority of its roots had still been attached. He sure as hell didn’t plan on doing that every December.
“I think we all deserve coffee and cake. Carla baked earlier as a treat for putting in the tree.” Sebastian chuckled though when he realized he spoke to their backs. They were already on their way inside.
You’d think that they hadn’t eaten. He didn’t know a McKenzie who’d refuse homemade cake.
“Where did you put Buttons again?” Sebastian asked, as he walked into his bedroom, not seeing his wife.
Carla chuckled from the en suite. “Sebastian McKenzie, you are one soft guy.”
He followed her voice and went instantly hard when he found her naked, having just gotten out of the shower. When she turned to hang the towel back on the rack, he pressed up against her ass, his arm around her stomach held her close. “There’s nothing soft about me, baby.” His face nuzzled into the curve of her neck and he was in heaven. The woman in his arms meant the world to him. She was his everything.
“She’s in the bathroom down the hall with her litter tray, food, and water. She’ll be fine.” She pressed her ass against his groin and rubbed. “Mmm, Sebastian,” she sighed.
His breath caught at the back of his throat as arousal shot through him and his hands reached up to cup her breasts. They were firm and filled his hands. Her nipples hardened under his touch as his dick throbbed behind his zipper.
Carla always made him feel like a horny teenager who wanted to get off constantly. He would be naked with her every minute of every day if he could.
“Bed.” He pinched her nipples. “Now.”
He didn’t give her chance to move, and picked her up into his arms and carried her to their huge bed where he laid her under him.
He found it sexy being completely clothed while Carla wasn’t. He had sweats and a T-shirt on but every contour of her nude body could be felt against him. One particular part of him was hard as steel and pressed against her soft thigh; with a pulse of its own it throbbed.
Her hands helped him to pull his tee off and when he smiled down into her eyes, he let her see all the love he felt for her.
She reached up and cupped his face, her thumb stroking his lips. “Make love to me.”
“Always.” He bent and captured her lips with his.
As their tongues swirled together and mated, she urged his sweats past his hips and then used her feet to push them down his legs.
He groaned because with Carla’s movements his dick took up residence between her thighs, his balls pressed against her wet *. He swore that one day he’d have enough control over his body’s reaction to his wife that he’d last all night, but, as he looked down at her, all he wanted was to be buried deep inside her warmth.
He grinned and dipped down to capture one of her dark nipples into his mouth before he kissed his way down her body. He nuzzled her stomach as he kissed the sensitive skin and then he inhaled her.
He laid flat on his stomach between her thighs, and buried his face in her *. She was so wet for him, and he knew she wanted more. Her legs rested over his shoulders and nothing felt as good, well, besides his cock being where his tongue was about to go.
His first taste of her in over a day and he couldn’t control the urge to rock his hips. Her nectar coated his tongue while his dick tingled and dripped with precum between his belly and the bed. He didn’t stop though.