“Yep.” She bites her bottom lip and excitement begins to stir inside me.
“I guess you can help me feel better.” I pick her up in my arms and we turn to wave goodbye to the kids as they drive off.
“I think I may be able to help with that.” Gemma kisses me on my neck and I growl. She knows damn well that’s my sweet spot.
“We’ll bring the kids back after lunch tomorrow,” Mitch says as he and Roxy load all of them up. “You kids have fun tonight.”
Gemma squeals as I throw her over my shoulder and march into the house.
“Hope you got something to eat.”
“Why?” she says as I make my way up the stairs to our bedroom.
“Because I’ve got my dinner right here.” I smack her ass and she squeals again before it turns into a giggle.
The kids are getting older but we’ve still got lots of time left with them before they leave us. But once they do, that just gives us more freedom to have sex all over the house. I think we’ll deal with an empty nest just fine.
We stay up late making love and taking those sweet stolen moments to be together. It’s not often we have them with how busy everyone is, but there’s no one else I’d rather do life with than my Gemma.
We’ve had to find our way back together after the loss of her father, but in the end our love was something that couldn’t be stopped. I like to think he’s still here with us and watching over our family. We’ve kept his memory alive in everything we do, and because of him we’re restored.
THE END!