Chapter Two
Kendall
Two Weeks Later
“Think we’ll even see Jake and Larissa?” I whisper huskily into Declan’s ear as my palm finds his length beneath the khaki shorts he’s wearing.
“Not sure I fucking care when your hands are working my cock,” he groans, allowing me to work him into a frenzy.
I love our children, I really do but, Declan and I, we could really use the break. The quickies we’ve had lately aren’t cutting it. I want to enjoy every moment I can with Declan, not to mention bask in his presence, wake up in his arms and not have to worry about him getting to work on time or getting the kids ready for school or breakfast. I swear, I’m not ungrateful. Sometimes, parents need time to reconnect and this is our opportunity.
“Then, I guess you’ll really like this,” I drop to my knees, unbutton his pants, then pull the zipper down, excited to see what is going to meet me.
“Fuck yes,” Declan groans as I pull his boxer briefs down, allowing his length to be freed. His hands tangle in my hair, already ready for my mouth to latch onto his cock.
I don’t let him direct me completely though, my hands grip the back of his firm thighs as I lick the head of his length, wanting to taste the pre-cum that has gathered on the tip, I moan as I taste his flavor, and that’s when he takes control.
Declan’s hands grip my hair in his fingers even tighter, using the force that both of us love so much to dominate me. I tighten the suction around my lips, as I feel his body start to shake beneath my fingers. I continue to hold onto him as he continues to guide my mouth on him, “Fuck, Kendall, just like that,” he growls. I do as he says, my mouth is being used for his personal pleasure, secretly loving the fact that this makes him weak in the knees, even if he doesn’t want to admit it.
“I’m coming down your throat,” he groans. I move my hand from his thigh, cupping his balls, rolling them slightly. Declan’s hand puts pressure on the back of my head as he comes down my throat and I swallow every drop he has to give. His body nearly gives out, as I lick his length one last time.
“Are you okay?” I question with a smirk on my face, while wiping around my lips with my finger.
“You know damn good and well what your mouth does to me, pay back is a bitch, baby, and it’s coming your way,” I don’t deny it won’t either, especially the passion I see in his eyes.
“I’m ready and willing,” with that thought in mind, I grab my bathing suit, something that I picked up last weekend when Larissa and I went shopping. Let’s just say the two of us did some damage to our credit cards, but it was well worth it.
“Where are you going then?”
“You’ll see,” I grab my suit, give him my own flirtatious wink before leaving him to change in the bathroom, wanting him to see me after I’ve put it on. If I get naked in front of Declan right now, there’s no telling when we’ll leave this room.
“I’ll meet you at the beach,” he grumbles. I shake my head, then get to my task of making myself drool worthy for my husband.
Chapter Three
Jake
It’s our second day in Aruba, we’ve been off exploring, hanging out with Declan and Kendall some, for the most part we’ve been pretty damn lazy. I think about tonight and how were all supposed to get dressed up and go to some swanky restaurant in town. Truth be told, I’d rather hang with Larissa. I shake those thoughts, knowing full well it was mine and Declan’s idea for all four of us to come down here for some time away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life.
“We’re completely fucked, but incredibly lucky,” I tell Declan, the two of us are standing on the back porch that overlooks the beach. Our women are laughing, carrying on, drinking, and my own is making me incredibly uncomfortable.
“No doubt about that, how do you feel about bringing on another partner? This right here is showing me our women need time away and more help with our rowdy children.” Declan asks.
“I think that’s a good idea, plus I’m tired of traveling and working five days a week, even if it is in my home office,” I respond, knowing damn good and well just because you work from home, it doesn’t give you the luxury to come and go as you please. Hell, I think half the time it makes it worse on Larissa.
“I’m going to send a headhunter out to find the next best thing besides the two of us,” he laughs.