Alyssa followed Peggy out the door. “Is it, Mama? Please. They’re so cool. They’re red!”
Sinclair nodded. “Yes, of course. Listen to Miss Peggy, okay? Show her your manners.”
“I will,” Alyssa rolled her eyes.
“I’m sure she’ll be fine. Maybe we can get ice cream while we’re in town too.”
I reached into my pocket and pulled out my keys. “Take the SUV.” I tossed them to my mother. “It’s safer for a family.”
This time my mother rolled her eyes, but she caught the keys and she and Alyssa got into the SUV and drove away.
Finally, they were gone and I could let loose the chain of expletives clanging around in my head.
“You can’t engage those-”
Sinclair put her hand on my chest. “Stop, Wyatt.”
She surprised me so much, my tirade got caught in my throat.
“From now on, if they come, I’ll get you.” She turned and headed back into the house.
It took me a minute to realize I’d been dismissed. I rushed up the steps, following her inside. My body was still pumping with adrenaline.
“Hey.”
She turned to me. “Problem?”
“I really needed to pummel them.”
“Relax, Wyatt. They’re gone.” She gave me a pretty smile, and just like that, what had been fighting hormones pumping through me shifted to something different altogether.
She quirked a brow. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I’ve got pent-up energy to use up.” I stepped closer to her. Since we’d been home, she’d kept to her no sharing of my bed rule. Even if she slept in Alyssa’s room tonight, I had to have her in my bed now.
Afraid she’d dismiss that too, I took her hand and pressed it over my achingly hard dick.
Her eyes widened. “Does that happen when you’re pissed, too?”
“No. It happens when you’re around.” The need to make her mine, to make her see that we could be a family was nearly blinding me. “I’m going to toss you over my shoulder and take you to bed.”
She laughed. “You’re going caveman on me?”
“Unless you say no.” God, please say yes.
Her eyes turned flirty. “I’m still standing here.”
Not anymore. I hoisted her up, shoving her over my shoulder. She let out an oomph followed by a laugh. I hurried up the stairs and to my room, slamming the door shut. I fi
gured I had at least an hour before my mom and Alyssa were back.
I tossed Sinclair on the bed and quickly began undressing. “Hurry up, Mrs. Jones. I don’t want to ruin any of your pretty clothes.”
I was naked before her. I pulled her ankles until she sat on the edge of bed and I helped her get her pants and panties off. Then I pushed her legs open and dove into that sweet pussy of hers.
She cried out and her entire body shuddered as I worked her. This wasn’t a time for tenderness or finesse. This was pent-up energy getting released with the woman I loved.
“Oh God, Wyatt…” Her hands gripped my head, holding me to her as her hips gyrated, fast, faster, until she screamed and her body went taught.