Forever Winter

“Well, it was close,” he defends, crossing his arms over his chest. I did toss a snowball her way, one I knew wasn’t going to hit her, but she’s thrown a million at me already. To be honest I enjoyed the high-pitched giggle she made when I tossed one her way. It was adorable. I couldn’t help myself.

It went right past her, but in normal Rachel fashion she fell backwards into the snow, pretending to take a hit all the while making a snow angel. She’s more girl than any of us can handle. I swear sparkles fall off her when she walks. I have no idea where they are coming from, but they are everywhere. My guess is she’s got some glitter paint hidden somewhere. She and Winter could paint in the art studio for hours together.

She sits up and talks her brother into making a snowman. I watch them play, wondering how my own father let himself be so absent from our lives. These moments are priceless. Thank god my angel found me. I would have wasted my life away not having known this was out there.

I turn and look into the windows that line the kitchen. I watch as she makes hot chocolate for everyone. My mom is sitting at the counter and says something to make my angel throw her head back and laugh. The two of them have become so close over the years. Winter calls her Mom, too.

She turns her green eyes to mine when she feels my stare on her. We found out last week she’s pregnant again. After the twins we wanted to wait a while and enjoy them before we brought another baby into the mix, but when I brought up the idea of having another a few months ago my angel threw herself at me. It didn’t take us long to have her pregnant again.

We traveled right after we married. She told me somehow crowds didn’t bother her when I was near. I think it’s because she knows I’d never abandon her like her worthless parents had.

I’ve made it my goal to take her everywhere she’s ever wanted. She still has a list but wants to go to them in time. She loves being here more than anywhere. I love being anywhere she is.

She walks towards the back door and swings it open. “Hot chocolate with extra extra marshmallows is ready!” she yells. The twins go on a dead run, and she has to step aside, laughing, for them to bolt inside. She steps out onto the back porch and leans down and packs a snowball.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish,” I warn her, only making her smile even bigger.

“Who says I can’t finish?” She throws the snowball at me. It hits me right in the center of my chest. “Not like you can throw snowballs at your pregnant wife,” she adds smugly, mischief dancing in her eyes.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, angel.” I walk towards her. Her eyes get big as I clear the distance between us in only a few long strides. She turns to run back inside, but I’m on her and lifting her into my arms.

Her hands come to my chest as I keep my hands firmly on her ass. “There are other ways I can get you back,” I say against her mouth before I kiss her. She wiggles against me. My cock’s already growing hard as she rubs against me.

“Your mom is here,” she breathes heavily when she pulls her mouth back from mine.

“I know.” I step into the house. The kids don’t even pay attention to us as they sit at the counter talking a mile a minute to their grandma who gives us a knowing smile as I take my wife upstairs.

I kick our door closed behind me and pin her to our bed. “I’m not so sure your plan is going to work.” Her hips rise and it’s clear she wants my cock inside of her.

“We’ll see about that. I wonder how many orgasms I can get from you against my tongue before you beg me to stop.” Her breathing picks up and her eyes widen some.

I smile. I’m betting five, six if I’m fucking lucky, and when it comes to my wife I’m always lucky. I know I always will be when it comes to her. Because she will forever be my Winter.

THE END!