Oh yeah, she knows what I’m picturing right now. Her lush body, writhing under my touch, her sweet pussy wrapping around my greedy cock.
Damn, I want her again.
Maybe I’ll score myself a little Valentine’s Day loving. And let’s not forget the fact that it’s her birthday tomorrow. She made me swear no presents until next weekend, but I’d happily deliver her an orgasm or ten. That’d be a fucking awesome way to celebrate her birthday. Might have to have a word with the guys and see if we can arrange some kind of “Do Not Disturb Under Any Circumstances” childcare. Even just for an hour so I can enjoy my woman.
I’m still lost in the fantasy of what I want to do to Satch when Dom bolts out of his seat and starts running for the front door.
I follow him when the door pops open and the Donohue family bustles in with loud, cheerful greetings.
Dom and the twins are already hugging it out in that boyish, tussling way they always do. Sienna gives them a little nudge, pushing them into the room just off the entrance so they don’t take anyone out as they laugh and scrap on the floor.
Olly stands there watching them, obviously torn over what to do, because Charlotte is toddling toward him with her arms stretched wide, and he can never resist my little girl.
“Olly! Olly! Olly!” Her little fingers open and close in her excitement, and Olly bends down with a grin, scooping her up and swinging her in a circle like he did last time. She squeals with delight, clinging tight and laughing.
Zander manages to shoot out his hand and stop them from crashing into the doorframe while I lumber forward with a smile.
“Hello, Donohues!” I boom.
Sienna grins at me but is distracted by a hug from Blake, and then I’m being cannonballed by Zoey, who wraps her arms around my waist in a tight squeeze.
“Hey.” I rub her back, then cup her head when she won’t let me go. “You okay, cowgirl?”
She harrumphs against my chest, and I glance up to catch Zander’s eye.
He shakes his head, rolling his eyes at me and looking kind of salty.
Okay, so something’s gone down on the way here.
“Bad plane ride?” I squeeze her a little tighter.
“Stupid parents,” she mumbles against my shirt.
“Oh. Gotcha.”
She pulls back to look up at me with bright blue eyes that hide none of her angst. “Dad took my phone away.”
My eyebrows rise, and I keep my mouth shut. He must have done it for a good reason.
“And I’m not talking to him again until he gives it back, so just keep him away from me, okay? Keep my whole freaking family away from me!” she growls, but is then distracted as Portia starts jumping around us.
“We’re sharing a room! We’re sharing a room!”
“What?” Zoey jerks out of my arms.
“We’re sharing a room! You and me and Harley!”
Zoey’s face goes pale and she’s struggling to hide her disappointment, but Portia is too excited to even notice.
And then Harley takes Zoey’s hand and smiles up at her. “We’re going to be roommates for two whole days.”
Melt my heart. She is the cutest kid.
“Uh…” Zoey chokes out a laugh. “Cool.”
Harley’s smile grows even brighter, and Portia takes Zoey’s other hand, pulling her toward the stairs. “Come see! Come see!”
As Zoey is tugged away from me, I move in to intercept Zander before he’s tackled by the rest of my tribe.
