Wicked (Diamondback MC 7)

“Looks like it did.” I nod to our son, whose mouth is wide open, eyes closed. He’s off to dreamland.

“Then let’s move it, mister.” Shila looks like she’s a woman on a mission, her hand in mine and leading the way to our room. It’s a good thing the Ol’ Ladies from Texas gave her an idea to turn the walk-in closet in my room into a makeshift nursery. That way, they can be here when work keeps me here longer.

“Have I mentioned how damn hard you make me when you’re demandin’ my cock?” My hands grasp her hips, my stride matching hers.

“Maybe a time or two.” Shila gives me a coy look, letting me know exactly what I’ll be getting the minute Silas is down for his nap, and I know just how to keep her quiet. My cock in her mouth is a thing of beauty. My woman gets off on sucking my dick, and I’m definitely going to enjoy our night together.