Page 12 of The Soldier's Final Mission
Home.
That thought hit his brain, his heart, andhe knew where he belonged. Forever with this woman.
Their lips separated as they held still amoment, just gazing at one another, solidifying more than just their physicalconnection.
Becca leaned back, planting her handsbehind her on Bob’s thighs, and moved in tiny thrusts. Open to him, he thumbedher clit as he added to the movement. He felt her quickly tighten, and herwhimpers told him she was close.
Bob watched Becca throw her head back,triumphing as her scream escaped and her orgasm rocked her. His own releasesoon followed, his body convulsing in sync with hers. He pulled Becca close,wrapping his arms around her, feeling her arms circle his shoulders as herhands traced up his neck and into his hair.
Bob knew he’d never tire of her touch andthanked God that he had it once again.
“I love you, Becca,” he whispered in herear.
“And I love you, Bob,” she returned, feelingher lips smile against his skin.
Eventually, they made it to Becca’sbedroom where he shed the rest of his clothes, and they slept soundly throughthe night in each other’s arms.
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Riley woke them Sunday morning, happy tosee Mommy’s friend again, not even questioning why he was in Mommy’s bed. Thankfully,they were covered by the sheet. The last thing Becca wanted was to have her sonsee their naked entangled bodies.
“Mommy, Mommy, get up! It’s time forwaffles and icecweam! You too, soldier!” Before hereceived an answer, Riley was running out the door, no doubt headed to thekitchen, dressed only in his Captain America underwear.
Becca giggled as she turned to face Boband saw the cutest grin on his handsome face.
“Waffles and ice cream? For breakfast?” hequestioned, raising his brow.
“Yeah, well, I might have promised himthat before bed last night.”
Bob leaned forward to press a kiss to herforehead. When he fell back, he pulled her on top of him, wrapping his strongarms around her body. She instantly felt the rise of his growing erectionpressing into her center.
“Um, Bob, as much as I’d love to take careof you this morning, Riley is known for his impatience, and I doubt you wanthim running back in here to witness, uh,”—she glanced down at their bodies thenback to his face—“you know.”
“What?” His grin grew wider.
Becca squirmed and tried to dislodgeherself from his arms. “You know. Come on, we need to get up.” When she made noprogress, she looked to Bob who was only smiling like the devil.
“Come on, Becca, you can say it.” Henuzzled her neck, causing her to giggle even more.
“No.” She laughed while doing herdarndestto scramble away, but all she managed to do wasgrind even more on his impressive, fully erect cock. She was instantly wet, herinsides clenching. “Bob…” she groaned.
“I want to bury myself deep inside you andnever let you go,” he ground out.
Becca held herself still, moaning againsthis chest. “Dammit, me too.” She looked up at Bob, sure that the heat in hiseyes matched her own. “Later. Promise.” She gave him a quick nip on his chin,and when she felt him loosen his hold, she hastily—reluctantly—moved away andinto her bathroom.
Making quick work taking care of business,she returned to her room, grabbing clothes and dressing. She figured she’dshower later once her son was satisfied with breakfast. Becca saw that Bob satat the edge of her bed wearing only his jeans. She then realized that his shirtlay on the couch in the living room.
“Bob?”
His head came up and met her gaze, bothhis mouth and eyes smiling. This time, it was genuine. He stood and reached forher hand. “Let’s have breakfast.” Just then a loud clang sounded from thekitchen. Bob added with a chuckle, “Before Riley hurts himself.”
Becca chuckled as well as they quicklywalked toward the kitchen. “I thoughtIkid-proofedevery room, so this should be interesting.”
When they found Riley, he had managed toclimb onto the counter via a pot that sat on a chair he had ascended with thehelp of his little step stool. The pot now rolled on the floor as Riley stoodwith a bowl in his hand and a proud smile on his face. Ice cream already sat onthe table, as the freezer compartment was easy for him to reach, being thebottom portion of the refrigerator.
“Hi!” the little sneak exclaimed.
“The kid’s got priorities,” Bob teased.
