Page 187 of Music City Diaries

“What are you two plotting?” Thane asked, bending over the back of the swing.

“Nothing,” we said together, laughing harder.

He lifted his eyebrow, his gaze skeptical, but he let it go. Smart man. The food was done soon after, and everything was placed on the large picnic table. Lennox and I sat surrounded byour guys and kids, laughter and noise filling the space around us. Our lives weren’t perfect, but damn, they were close.

Seeing all the love around us, Chase, Stanley, and Damon seemed like a lifetime ago. As much as I hated those moments, I was glad they brought me here. To the people I loved and the life I was meant to lead.

“I’d like to make a toast,” I heard myself saying before I realized it. Everyone turned and looked at me. I laughed. “I know. I’m not one for making toasts; I guess none of us are, but this feels important.”

“All right, Sunflower. Give us your toast,” Grayson said, lifting his glass.

I smiled at him. “I’m just grateful to have every one of you in my life. From the best of friends to the best husbands and kids, I love the life I get to wake up and live every day. My business name came from a place of growth, of figuring out my worth and not taking any less. But damn, I do get to live every day like a queen.” The table laughed, and I smiled. “So here’s to all of us, to having these impromptu dinners, to our kids growing up as best friends, to all the adventures we’ve yet to take?—”

“Lovely speech, Darce. Really. So much so that the twins wanted to hear it in person. So, um, could you wrap it up?”

“Wait, is it time?” I asked, my eyes wide. She nodded, calmly eating her burger while waiting for me to finish. Her husbands were not as calm and immediately jumped into hypergear.

“To us!” I shouted, the kids joining in and making us laugh. As Slade and Simon panicked, Thane calmly asked Lennox questions about her contractions and walked with her to the stairs. Bubba offered to drive them to the hospital and pulled around the van we’d gotten last year.

“Nova, you want to have a sleepover?” I asked. Simon spun on his heels, seeming to remember his daughter. His eyes werewide, but I waved him off, and he sighed appreciatively. Nova clapped, and Brooks gave Charlie and her ice cream.

Yep, this was the life right here.

In the end, all this Mississippi girl needed was a farm full of animals, the best of friends, and a family overflowing with love. I lived better than a queen.

Maddox

A YEAR AND A HALF LATER

I heardthe cursing before I spotted her bent over her bike and painting the sexiest image. Her body had changed after pregnancy, making her curves more pronounced. It made me want her more if that was possible.

“Come on, just give me a little more room,” she mumbled, making me even more curious about what she was up to.

“Need any help?” I asked, making her jump. Her body tensed, and she tried to turn but bent over so far that she’d gotten stuck.

“Nope. All good.”

“Bullshit.” I chuckled and walked up behind her. “Though, this angle does have some advantages.” I rubbed my hands over her ass, gripping her cheeks. Her breath hitched, and I smiled wider.

“Nope. No more babies,” she groaned.

Laughing, I pulled her up, keeping her back flushed to my front. “But we make such cute ones.”

Darcie groaned like she was annoyed, but her ass wiggling against my crotch said otherwise. “I actually didn’t come out here to seduce you,” I whispered, brushing my teeth across her neck. “But now that I have you alone.” I turned and lifted her, her legs wrapping around my waist. Our mouths crashed into one another, and heat licked up my spine. Whenever I kissed this woman, I felt it would never be enough. Even after years of marriage and several kids, I yearned for her in a way I never wanted to forget.

Darcie had always and would always be my everything.

Setting her on the workbench, I quickly removed her top and unfastened her pants. She shoved my shirt over my head and loosened my belt. Her hand cupped my shaft, and I lost focus for a moment as I breathed through my arousal.

“Goddamn, Princess. You drive me wild.”

“Same, Madd. I need you,” she whimpered.

Gaining control, I kept myself off the ledge and focused on my wife. “Lift,” I demanded, removing her pants and shoes. I stared at her naked body in awe, loving every stretch mark. Darcie planted her feet on the table, showing me her glistening pussy. I took her direction and shoved my pants down, grabbed her under the knees, and notched myself at her entrance.

Leaning back on her elbows, she encouraged me with her eyes to continue. Pressing forward, we both sighed as I slid in. For the first few thrusts, I went slow until I couldn’t hold back anymore. Dropping her legs, I caged her in on the workbench and plunged in. The sounds of our skin slapping echoed around us, and our arousal filled the air. My eyes rolled back in my head as pleasure raced up my spine. My balls drew up, and I covered her mouth with mine.

Our tongues twirled as we clawed at one another, pressing our bodies impossibly close. Darcie’s legs were wrapped around me, and I thrust so hard the bench moved.

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