Becky awoke to a cold bed and to her breasts aching. She groaned as she touched one breast. She’d expressed because yesterday she’d gotten the okay from the doctor that she could start making love with her husband again. Last night she’d pumped so a bottle would be ready for her baby, and she’d worn her sexylingerie to bed, ready to surprise her hubby only to fall asleep before Damon got into bed.
Moaning, she got out of bed and padded to the door next to their room where she saw Damon with a small blue bundle in his beefy arms. She loved him more every day, especially each time she saw him with their son. He was the best father. It hadn’t been a smooth ride. They’d had a lot to work out. They moved closer to her work and she paid her rent until Amanda found someone else to share with. The first couple of months living with Damon had been rocky, but they’d known they loved each other and could make it work.
Becky had lived without Damon, and she wasn’t willing to do it again. The biggest adjustment for her was realizing how crazy some of Damon’s fans were. Most women didn’t care he was married. Becky staked her claim any time she could, but she didn’t need to. Damon made it known to everyone he now was a one woman man, and he wanted no one but her. He may have stopped his playboy ways, but he still fought a lot… mostly on the ice. Jacob had slowly come around, but he and Damon would never be close again. Caleb was like the brother she never had, and was Zane’s godfather.
She leaned against the door, smiling as Damon cooed to their son. “Mommy needs sleep, little one. I know you want to be on her boobs all the time. I do, too, but she thinks they’re hers. Really, you’re lucky I’m sharing them with you.” Damon kissed Zane’s cheek. “Let’s go see if she left any more milk for you before she went to bed. She was pumping away when I read you your story. The one you had before I came to bed was a big one. You guts that down. You get your appetite from me. That’s a good thing, because it means you’ll turn out big and strong.” Damon turned and a smile spread over his face as he saw her. “Hi, angel.”
Damon walked to her and kissed her until Zane gave a lusty cry. “We’ve been chatting for almost an hour. I think he is hungry.”
“Thanks for the extra sleep. Yeah, he’s due for a feed. It’s why I woke.” Becky took the baby from her husband and sat in the rocker by the bed, pulling her shirt up. Damon watched her and there was no mistaking the love that shone in his eyes. He crossed his arms over his chest, covering his new tat that said Zane.
Becky looked down at Zane and watched as his green eyes, so like his father’s, narrowed as he latched onto her. He was a clone of his daddy. His little tuft of hair was the same dirty blond and even his lips were the same. She stroked his hair as he suckled on her. “I didn’t even get a look in with you, my little man. I swear every day you look more and more like your daddy. You’re his clone. You’re just much cuter.”
Damon chuckled and leaned down, kissing her. “Next time we’ll try for a clone of you.”
“Ha, that will be a long time away. Your baby is demanding, just like you.”
Damon grinned down at her. “I’m just the way you like me.”
Becky rolled her eyes and got up, still cradling Zane to her breast, and walked to the changing table. She gently detached a sleeping Zane and woke him up by changing his diaper. When done, she passed Zane to Damon and went out to wash her hands. She came back to find Damon rocking Zane. Becky sat back in the chair. “Pass him to me so I can empty the other.”
Damon placed her son on the other breast. He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. “I’ll see you back in bed.”
“Don’t go to sleep.”
He raised his eyebrow. “Why not?”’
She sighed. So much for being sexy. “I expressed early because if you’d come to bed when I did you would have seen I had a surprise for you.”
“Oh, what kind of surprise?”
“The doctor gave me the okay yesterday. I wore this lingerie for you.”
Her sleeping baby was taken from her breast and placed in his crib before she could even blink.
Damon pulled her up to him, captured her mouth, and carried her to their room. He got impatient and started yanking at her baby dolllingerie, desperate to get it off. “Angel, I missed this so much,” he panted. Damon set her on the ground in the middle of their room and trailed kisses down her neck, nipping and sending delicious tingles coursing through her.
“Damon, I need you now. Watching you with our child being a good dad is such a turn on.”
Damon looked up at her from her breasts. “It is, is it?” His hands glided over her body and rested between her thighs. He dipped his hands into her panties and sunk a finger into her wet pussy. “Ah, Becky angel, you’re soaking.” He circled one of her nipples with his tongue and she moaned.
“I pumped early and I tried to stay awake, but I fell asleep. I’ve been dreaming all night about what we could do. I was going to jump you as soon as you came to bed. I’ve missed this between us.”
Damon swapped breasts and circled and gently sucked in a nipple. He kissed his way down her body and hooked his fingers in her underwear and yanked them down. Damon stood and backed her to the wall and lifted her so she sat on the edge of the vanity dresser. He knelt down between her legs spread them wide. The first swipe of his tongue had her pussy tingling and her whole body shaking in anticipation. He nestled in closer and his lips moved back and forth over her clit. He licked her out and sucked on her nub, sending shots of ecstasy flowing through her.
Becky’s breathing came out in gasps the more he explored. It felt like it had been years since she’d been touched. Her body felt more sensitive than it ever had. She spread her legs further apart and leaned back on the dresser, careful of the mirror. Becky felt one thick, callused finger enter her and move in and out. Damon sucked her clit in and she knew she wasn’t going to last. He added another digit and he pumped them in and out of her faster. She moved with him now, searching for the high she knew he could give her.
His teeth scraped over her nub and he scissored his fingers. Becky closed her eyes and let all the sensations bombard her. Damon nipped at her clit and that was all she needed to fall apart.
“Damon!” she screamed and gripped his hair as bliss fell over her.
Damon sucked and licked his way back up her body. She felt the tip of his cock line up to her pussy as he rubbed it along her sensitive lips before pushing his way home. She opened her eyes to look into passion-filled green ones.
“I love you, Becky Chet.” He brushed his lips over hers. Buried to the hilt, he rested his forehead on hers. “It feels like forever since I’ve been inside you. I forgot how much you feel like heaven.”
His mouth took hers as he eased out. She could taste herself on him but it only turned her on more. Wrapping her hands around his back, she held on as he thrust into her over and over, giving her the powerful man she needed. She started to slide back so she let go and gripped the edge of the dresser with one hand and held on for dear life with the other. Lifting her legs, she tried helping push up to meet him each time he drove into her. Needing air, she tore her moth from his and arched into him.
Damon grunted and she moaned. The fire building was so strong she knew she would shatter soon. Gazing up, she watched her husband as he gritted his teeth and pounded into her. She loved watching Damon and the effect she had on him. It turned her on and built her tension high enough that she was close to the edge, about to explode.