Always (Family Justice Book 1) by Suzanne Halliday Page B
Authors: Suzanne Halliday
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giggled. “I can’t help it if you’re like movie star gorgeous. Besides, I don’t remember you putting up all that much of a fight.”
“Well, what’s a guy to do when his wife surprises him with some come-hither eyes while she’s down on her knees?”
Lacey sighed at the memory he conjured up and turned to him, throwing her arms around his neck and pressing her delectable body against his. With her fingers creeping into the hair on the back of his head, she groaned and captured his mouth with her lips. They stood there, arms wrapped tight around the other and kissed like sex-starved maniacs.
“You know, I wanted to make love to you that night but you weren’t ready. It’s been better to wait. Let your body adjust to all the changes.”
His wanton wife pushed her hips into him and wiggled. The shimmy shot heat into his groin at an alarming rate of speed.
“I’m ready now, Cameron. And you know perfectly well it’s not just you with that legs in the air scenario taunting every waking hour.”
Oh, God. She was going to be the death of him some day, he was sure of it. Throughout her entire pregnancy, his wife had been like a sex machine, climbing all over him morning, noon, and night. He’d been awakened countless times by her wicked tongue. Doing all sorts of sexy things intended to rouse him from sleep so she could ride him with abandon until she flew apart shuddering helplessly in his arms. Shit. Truth be told, he’d taken her from behind with that gorgeous ass of hers staring him in the face and her beautiful pregnant belly nestled in some pillows just a few days before Dylan’s birth.
He was mapping out a sexy scenario involving a long warm bath and a bunch of flickering candles, maybe even a bottle of expensive champagne for the resumption of their marital sexy times, when Lacey cupped his sex through his jeans and sighed. Fuck. If she kept that up, he was going to have her right here in the middle of the road.
“I bought a black corset,” she murmured into his ear. “And some naughty lace panties that tie on the side.”
“Excuse me?” he wheezed. His virginal bride was turning into quite the seductress.
“You heard me,” she drawled as she suddenly disengaged from him and began pushing the stroller along the road.
He just stood there with a dumbfounded, slack-jawed expression watching her delicious ass stride away from him in a pair of stretch jeans that clung to her every curve. As Lacey’s signature blond ponytail swung and swayed with each step, he wondered out loud, “How did I get to be so fucking lucky?”
WHEN SHE RETURNED TO DRAE and Tori’s house, Stephanie found her pregnant daughter laughing gleefully at her husband as he pantomimed his technique for changing diapers. It was good to see Tori with a smile on her face and Draegyn so relaxed.
Using his hands to demonstrate, he insisted that, “Cam says, it’s all about the lift and shoosh. Ya’ lift the baby’s ass by the ankles and shoosh the diaper underneath.”
“Shoosh?” Tori giggled. “Is that even a word? I’m not sure Bunny Cha Cha wants to get shooshed.”
Draegyn looked up as Stephanie entered the living room and grinned. “I’m right, aren’t I, Grandma? First lift and then shoosh.”
Grandma . Yikes! Every time she heard the word, she didn’t know whether to laugh or scream.
“Actually, I kind of agree,” she answered with a wry grin. “And you’d best do it quickly too—especially if Bunny Cha Cha turns out to be a boy—unless, of course, you like being covered in pee.”
Bunny Cha Cha. Geez Louise . Only Tori could come up with such a ridiculously adorable way of referring to their baby. Truth be told, Stephanie had been pleased when the newlyweds decided against finding out their child’s sex beforehand. She was glad they held off. That moment when a newborn’s cry rang out in the delivery room and the doctor said, ‘congratulations, it’s a whatever’ was special.
“See! Told
“Well, what’s a guy to do when his wife surprises him with some come-hither eyes while she’s down on her knees?”
Lacey sighed at the memory he conjured up and turned to him, throwing her arms around his neck and pressing her delectable body against his. With her fingers creeping into the hair on the back of his head, she groaned and captured his mouth with her lips. They stood there, arms wrapped tight around the other and kissed like sex-starved maniacs.
“You know, I wanted to make love to you that night but you weren’t ready. It’s been better to wait. Let your body adjust to all the changes.”
His wanton wife pushed her hips into him and wiggled. The shimmy shot heat into his groin at an alarming rate of speed.
“I’m ready now, Cameron. And you know perfectly well it’s not just you with that legs in the air scenario taunting every waking hour.”
Oh, God. She was going to be the death of him some day, he was sure of it. Throughout her entire pregnancy, his wife had been like a sex machine, climbing all over him morning, noon, and night. He’d been awakened countless times by her wicked tongue. Doing all sorts of sexy things intended to rouse him from sleep so she could ride him with abandon until she flew apart shuddering helplessly in his arms. Shit. Truth be told, he’d taken her from behind with that gorgeous ass of hers staring him in the face and her beautiful pregnant belly nestled in some pillows just a few days before Dylan’s birth.
He was mapping out a sexy scenario involving a long warm bath and a bunch of flickering candles, maybe even a bottle of expensive champagne for the resumption of their marital sexy times, when Lacey cupped his sex through his jeans and sighed. Fuck. If she kept that up, he was going to have her right here in the middle of the road.
“I bought a black corset,” she murmured into his ear. “And some naughty lace panties that tie on the side.”
“Excuse me?” he wheezed. His virginal bride was turning into quite the seductress.
“You heard me,” she drawled as she suddenly disengaged from him and began pushing the stroller along the road.
He just stood there with a dumbfounded, slack-jawed expression watching her delicious ass stride away from him in a pair of stretch jeans that clung to her every curve. As Lacey’s signature blond ponytail swung and swayed with each step, he wondered out loud, “How did I get to be so fucking lucky?”
WHEN SHE RETURNED TO DRAE and Tori’s house, Stephanie found her pregnant daughter laughing gleefully at her husband as he pantomimed his technique for changing diapers. It was good to see Tori with a smile on her face and Draegyn so relaxed.
Using his hands to demonstrate, he insisted that, “Cam says, it’s all about the lift and shoosh. Ya’ lift the baby’s ass by the ankles and shoosh the diaper underneath.”
“Shoosh?” Tori giggled. “Is that even a word? I’m not sure Bunny Cha Cha wants to get shooshed.”
Draegyn looked up as Stephanie entered the living room and grinned. “I’m right, aren’t I, Grandma? First lift and then shoosh.”
Grandma . Yikes! Every time she heard the word, she didn’t know whether to laugh or scream.
“Actually, I kind of agree,” she answered with a wry grin. “And you’d best do it quickly too—especially if Bunny Cha Cha turns out to be a boy—unless, of course, you like being covered in pee.”
Bunny Cha Cha. Geez Louise . Only Tori could come up with such a ridiculously adorable way of referring to their baby. Truth be told, Stephanie had been pleased when the newlyweds decided against finding out their child’s sex beforehand. She was glad they held off. That moment when a newborn’s cry rang out in the delivery room and the doctor said, ‘congratulations, it’s a whatever’ was special.
“See! Told
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