They say makeup sex is the best and they are not wrong.
I grinned at the thought, and she smiled back, looking up at me with her breasts pressed to my chest.
“What are you smiling at?” she asked.
“Just thinking about how awesome that sex was.”
Her grin got bigger, and my eyes moved over her face, taking it all in.
“Are you happy?” I asked.
She nodded.
“I love you, China Doll.” She meant everything to me. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her.
She stared back at me with love in her eyes. “I love you, too, my big red-headed warrior.”
“Even when I fuck up?”
She nodded. “Even then.”
I lightly touched my lips to hers and then cupped water in my palm and sluiced it over her hair, rinsing the shampoo out, slowly, gently. I loved tending to her like this, loved that she let me do it.
“Did you see the way Billy was with little Harley Jean?” she asked almost absently, her eyes sliding closed as she enjoyed my ministrations.
“Yeah, she’s a cutie, isn’t she? And she sure loves him.”
“I think she’ll be coming of age right about the time Billy is old enough to be ready to settle down.”
At that, I pulled back and looked down at my wife. “Momma, you lookin’ to play matchmaker with those two?”
I watched her glistening shoulders shrug, droplets of water running down her breasts. “Why not?”
“It’s a little early to be planning the boy’s future.”
“You know his future. The club.”
I wasn’t as positive as my wife. “The boy’s fourteen. We’ve got a while, don’t you think?” Then I paused, frowning, suddenly on to her game. “Wait a minute. It’s grandbabies you’re after, isn’t it?”
She shrugged again, a small smile pulling at her lips. “Maybe.”
I lifted my brows at her.
“Well, if I can’t h
ave another baby, I’ll get one that way.”
“I’ve got a better idea—let’s keep working on getting you pregnant again before you try to turn me into a grandpa—something I am not ready to be, by the way.”
“Dog, we’ve tried.”
I picked her up, shut the water off, and carried her to our big bed. Coming down on top of her, both our bodies wet, I grinned down at her. “I say we keep trying. I’m all for this trying stuff. You in?”
She rolled her eyes, grinned back and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down to her for a deep kiss.
That was all the answer I needed. My baby was back, her arms around me, and I was never letting go again.
The End