After she moves off me, I stand next to the bed and wait until her legs are hanging off the edge.  When she wants it hard and fast, this is the easiest position to give her that.  She wraps those long legs around my waist and lets me drive my cock into her body.

“Next time, I want your mouth on my dick,” I demand before pushing in slowly.  “You want it hard, angel?”

“Yes, Maddox, please—fuck me hard.”

I give her what she wants.  My hips slam into hers, and just like I promised earlier, her cries echo off the walls all throughout our house.

(EMMY)

“Come on, Em!  It’s time to go get the girls!”

I finish pulling my shirt over my head, cringing a little when I brush over my tender side.  I couldn’t be happier with the way my lock turned out.  When we talked about a way for me to get a tattoo like the rose he has for me, this was the first thing he came up with and it stuck.

I shove my feet into my shoes and rush down the stairs to where Maddox is spinning the keys to his truck.  He didn’t waste a second parting with his Charger when we found out that I was pregnant with Maddisyn.  I miss it, but his big, black beast is pretty hot too.

“You act like I’m making us late.  Need I remind you that I would have been ready an hour ago if you hadn’t wanted to eat me instead of breakfast.”

“You didn’t complain when you had my cock down your throat, Emersyn, so don’t act like it’s my fault alone.”

I grumble but walk past him.  His hand comes down on my ass, and I turn to scowl at him.

“Sass,” he states with a shrug, dips low, and gives me a hard kiss.  “It’s not any fun when I can’t take my time with you, so next time, I’ll wake you up a few hours earlier.”

“Aren’t you supposed to slow down with old age?”

He frowns and I laugh.  He made me shave his head when his gray started coming in.  I thought it was so hot, but he wanted it off.  So the buzz cut is back.  I miss having his thicker hair to run my fingers through, but when I feel that prickly sensation along my thighs when he has his tongue busy between my legs, it’s pretty hot.

“You keep reminding me that I pushed over into my forties and I’m going to remind you that you need my baby in your belly before you hit your mid-thirties.”

“Hey!  I still have a couple of years to go!”

We laugh and continue our banter on the way to Axel and Izzy’s house.  They wanted to keep the girls last night for us to enjoy a date night.  We had Nate and Dani the weekend before, so they owed us a good night out.  Nate turned eight this year, so the co-ed sleepovers are starting to make Maddox go crazy.  I keep reminding him that they’re just kids, but it doesn’t do any good.

We must be later than I thought because everyone is already here when we arrive.  Melissa’s minivan is parked half on the grass and her back doors are wide open.  Those two have so many kids that it’s no wonder they forget to close their doors every time we go somewhere.  They had their second set of twins, boys this time, last year—Camden and Colton.  I have no idea how Melissa is still standing, smiling, and full of energy with five children.  Cohen is about to turn eleven and the twins, Lyn and Lila, are going to be seven soon.

Beck and Dee’s car is behind theirs, her ‘prince on board’ sticker still hanging in the back window.  They had their son, Liam, a few months before Maddisyn.  They’ve been best friends ever since.  They’ve tried for a while to have a second child, but it doesn’t seem to be in the cards for them.

Asher’s Jeep, which he refuses to get rid of even if Chelcie says the wheels are going to fall off any day now, is covered in mud.  I bet Axel had a shit fit when he pulled up.  They had their second child, Jaxon, four years ago.  They didn’t want to wait after Zac was born, choosing to keep their children close in age.  They’re almost the exact age difference that Asher and Coop were.  Zac, sweet little Zac, is so much like his father was.  He’s so full of life—never wanting to sit out of the fun when he can be the center of it.

“Sway and Davey aren’t coming?” I ask Maddox when we climb out of his truck.

“I thought they were, but I know they had Stella down at the lake this weekend, so they might have just stayed another day.”

“How is Sway dealing with his daughter starting school this year?”

“He’s stopped coming into the office to see Davey, so I guess better.”