Page 31 of The Trouble With Her (The Forbidden Love 4)

She slaps my chest gently with a wide grin. “Uh, let’s see? You have an addiction to blow jobs and anal. Scientifically, you’re choosing the wrong holes.”

“Hmm.” I lean in and kiss the base of her neck, then whisper, “So is that where I went wrong? I didn’t fuck your sweet pussy enough?”

“I think so. Maybe you need to make up for it like right now and here,” she teases.

I push her back against the countertop, sliding her skirt up. With my lips pressed against hers, I’m ready to bury myself inside because I fucking miss her.

A slam of the door interrupts our moment, forcing us apart. Both our eyes widen as we stare at each other with shock and annoyance.

“Mom, Dad? Are you home?”

This kid is a goddamn cockblocker.

Kate fixes her skirt, and I do my best to fucking control my dick. Kate turns me around, so it appears I’m washing up while she opens the refrigerator to cool down her face.

“In the kitchen, Sienna,” Kate yells.

Sienna appears moments later, oblivious to our silence, and heads straight for the refrigerator to grab a drink and a bowl of fruit as Kate steps aside.

“I thought you were staying at Ellie’s?”

“Yeah, I was until she snuck out to go see her boyfriend. So, I’m there in her room all like what the fuck?”

“Sienna,” I growl. “Language.”

“Sorry, Dad. So anyway, I’m like, I’m going home.”

“Great.” I smile through my teeth as Kate tries to hold in her laughter.

We hear the door open again, followed by a bunch of cuss words. How is it only minutes ago, I was ready to blow inside my wife to all the kids being home?

“Oi, is anyone home?”

Moments later, Nash walks in. He stops to grab food off Sienna’s plate, much to her annoyance.

“Ew, grub. Don’t touch my food. God knows where your hands have been.”

“Oh, sister dearest, the stories I could tell,” Nash murmurs with delight.

“You’re a douche.”

“Okay, enough, you two,” Kate warns them playfully. “Nash, did we know you were coming home?”

“I told freckles over here.”

Sienna scrunches her face. “Sorry, Mom, I forgot.”

“Andy’s flying in this weekend,” Nash informs us. “So, boys’ farewell.”

“Argh, that’s so crass. You’ll find any excuse to make it a boys’ weekend, so it justifies you being a player,” Sienna drags.

The two of them have always butted heads, with Jessa being the mediator between them. There’s never a dull moment when these two are in the same room.

“Why don’t we go out for dinner?” Sienna suggests.

“I’m in,” Nash responds with an overbearing grin. “Hooters?”

Kate purses her lips. “I don’t hear a no from you, Noah?”

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