“Hi, baby. Are you having trouble sleeping? I miss you so much, my Little Tulip. We’ll be home soon, okay? You just need to spend a little more time with Aunty Morgan and Uncle Clay. And when Daddy and I get home, we’ll spend all day with you, and you’ll even get to sleep in our bed with us. How does that sound?”
Gracie giggles and smiles up at Em like she always does.My daughter truly loves her.
“Yeah? You like that idea? I do too. Although Daddy doesn’t seem too pleased. But I’ll deal with him. Don’t you worry, Little Tulip,” she adds with a smile when she notices my frown at the fact that Gracie will be spending tomorrow night with us.Which means no sex.“Now, how about you go back to sleep and show Aunty Morg how much of a big girl you are? I love you, baby.”
“Goodnight, Buttercup. We’ll see you tomorrow. Sweet dreams,” I add in before my baby girl is lifted out of Morgan’s arms by Clay and taken away.
“Morg, go into our room, there’s a laundry bin in the bathroom. Take one of my shirts and one of Grey’s and put them in her crib with her. Our smell will reassure her. It’s what I do whenever she gets fussy while the boys are away. It works every time. And call us if there’s anything, no matter the time,” Em instructs her.
Morgan smiles tenderly. “Okay, Mama Bear. I promise. Now Greyson, help her relax. She looks like she’s about to pack herbags and drive home,” she says, giggling. “Have fun, you two.” Then she blows us a kiss and hangs up.
Emma nibbles her lip as she puts her phone down. “I’m worried, Greyson…”
I turn her toward me and wrap my arms around her shoulders, laying her head in the crook of my neck. “I know, Bunny. But she’ll be fine. And if ever Morgan calls again during the night, we’ll head home. Okay?”What I wouldn’t do for my girls.
“Okay,” she says back in a small voice, but I can feel the anxiety running through her body.
“How about I take your mind off that and make you feel good instead?” I fist her hair and pull her head back as far as it will go. Then I lick my way up her neck, repeating my movements with kisses and licks until her body loosens in my arms and she moans, begging me for more.
“Yes. Please, Greyson. I want you.”
Chapter twenty-six
Greyson
V.I.P. pass holder coming through.
After a thorough cleaning and a first round of sex in the shower, I pick up Emma bridal style and carry her to the bed, which takes all of fifteen seconds given the closeness. I lay her down, then roll her over to her stomach. She folds her arms and rests her head above as I lean in on top of her and kiss between her shoulder blades.
“Stay there, I’ll be right back.”
I get up from the bed and look at her beautiful round globes. Normally, I’d give them a nice slap since they’re right there in my face. But I want to be gentle with her tonight, at least for the moment.I can’t believe she’s letting me do this.
I walk over to the bag from the drugstore and pull out the massage oil and lube. I head to the bathroom sink, wet a cloth,and then walk back to my supermodel-like girlfriend. I throw the bottles and wet cloth on the bed beside her and straddle the back of her thighs, just below her ass.
Grabbing the massage oil, I squirt a generous amount into the palm of my hand and dribble some along her spine. After closing the bottle and putting it back on the mattress, I rub my hands together and then bring them down to her shoulders first.
I rub against her skin, gliding down her sides to her ass, where I take my time manipulating the flesh, letting the oil sink into her skin.I’m also just enjoying touching her ass. Any excuse to have my hands there.Then I head back up along her spine, spreading it everywhere until her whole backside is covered.
I come back to the top and begin to massage around her neck, then her shoulders, kneading every exposed muscle as I make my way back down. Emma hums in approval, soft little moans leaving her lips as she lies there with her eyes closed.
“That feels so good. I might request one of these every week from now on,” she says in a low, contented voice.
I chuckle softly. “As long as I get a reward by the end every time, I’m good with that.”
She giggles and wiggles her butt, making it rub slightly against my semi-erect cock. I bring my hands down to her lower back right above her buttocks and glide my thumbs and knuckles along the grooves with a bit of pressure.
I slide them lower over her thick globes, squeezing each one with my palms and letting my thumb gently pass through her crack. When I repeat the movement, I go even lower, faintly touching her pussy before coming back up.
She arches her back, causing her ass to rise slightly. “Wolf,” Bunny moans the little name she’s given me.
I lift from her thighs and kneel beside her body. Then I grab a pillow from above her head, and while lifting her hips, I slide it underneath, leaving her bottom half on an angle. I spreadher legs slightly, giving me just enough access to pass my hand against her core. She turns her head to the other side and looks at me with a warm smile before biting her lip.
I bend over and capture her lips once. “If you change your mind at any point, it’s okay. Just say the word and we’ll stop.”
“Okay,” she whispers back.
I resume my position and pass my hands over her ass once more, then lower them over the top portion of her thighs. I softly trace the crease below her butt cheeks and then dip down between her legs, softly stroking the outside of her folds and up her crack once more. I make sure to add a little more pressure when passing over the area we’re working our way up to.
