I look up at Joe. “They’ve been sleeping all day. I swear they are doing this just to be brats.” He pulls his finger out of me and brings it to his lips, licking my juices off it. My eyes don’t leave his mouth while he does it.
“Mmmm…” Joe moans around his finger. “You taste so fucking good.”
“You’re making me want to cancel my gig tonight and take you to bed.” He lets go of my wrists, and I wind my arms around his neck. “I haven’t had the chance yet to tell you how handsome you look.” He gives me that cocky smirk, but I love it.
“Go ahead and tell me.” I shake my head.
“You look so handsome.” I playfully pinch his cheeks. I slide past him while he adjusts himself and go into the kitchen, where I get my babies a treat.
Joe comes into the kitchen. “We better leave now or we seriously won’t leave.”
I move toward him and run my hands over the white linen shirt he’s wearing. His sleeves are rolled up to his forearms. It really is a crime to look as good as he does. My hand slides down and cups his dick, which is semi hard. “Poor baby.” He growls as he moves toward me.
“No big boy. No more hanky panky. I promise when we get back tonight, I’ll make it worth your while.” I hold my hands up in a halting gesture.
“How will you make it worth my while?”
I lock up and let Joe lead me to his car. “You’ll just have to wait and see.”