“Yep. He is so excited about it.”
Josh yawned as he glanced over to me and pushed my leg. When I looked into his eyes, they were filled with nothing but lust.
“I want to take you on every surface of this house.”
I felt my stomach clench with anticipation. “Which surface first?”
Josh gave me a wicked grin. “The kitchen island.”
I stood up and quickly began stripping out of my clothes. I didn’t have any fear of the kids waking up with as much as they played today. Josh stood up, and before I knew it, he was naked and picking me up. He carried me into our new kitchen and then placed me on the cold stone counter. I let out a gasp. He crawled up, and I lay down as he spread my legs open to him with his knee. The smile he gave me caused me to smile even bigger. He pushed into me, and I let out a moan. When he pulled out, I gave him a look.
“Hey.” I jutted out my lower lip and pouted.
“Turn around, baby, and hold on to the edge of the counter.”
I quickly moved and placed myself in position. I moaned as he pushed deeper inside me.
“Yes…feels so good,” I whispered.
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nbsp; He grabbed on to my hips and began moving in and out of me, fast and hard. I dropped my head and pushed back each time he pushed into me. I needed it deeper. I needed him to hit that one spot that would push me over the edge.
Josh was moaning, and he kept repeating how good I felt. “Damn…Heather, baby, I’m so close.”
I pushed back harder, and it hit the spot. I sprang my eyes open, and I was about to tell him I was close when I saw Libby sitting on the kitchen floor, looking up at me.
Oh. My. God.
“Josh!”
“Yeah, baby, feels so good. You want it harder?”
“Josh! Josh! Josh! Stop!”
“Mmm…oh yeah, baby—wait, what? Stop?”
I used my hand and began swatting back at him. “Stop! Libby! Libby is sitting here on the floor, looking up at me!”
“What?”
Josh pulled out of me so fast, and he jumped off the island. He ran into the laundry room, and the next thing I knew, he was running out with a towel wrapped around him. He handed me one, and I carefully wrapped it around me before getting off the island.
Josh bent down and said, “Hey, baby girl. What are you doing down here?”
“There was a butterfly flying in my room, and I followed it down here.”
Josh looked at me, and I shrugged.
“Baby, you can’t get up and walk around the house at night. This new house is way too big.”
She shrugged her shoulders and looked at us.
“Sleepwalking again?” I asked.
Josh carefully picked her up, and she snuggled into his chest. My own butterflies took off in my stomach, just like they did every time I saw Josh holding our daughter. I loved seeing her so safe in his arms.
We walked back up the stairs, and Josh placed a sleeping Libby into her bed. We stood there for a few minutes, just watching her. Josh motioned for us to leave. I carefully shut the door and then followed Josh into Will’s room. I had been pleasantly surprised that neither one of them threw a fit about not sleeping in the same room. I was hoping it hadn’t been because they were so tired and just hadn’t felt like it, but rather, they were ready to separate a little from one another.