“Oh, Daisy was niggly, and I had a massive order to get out, so he took her to cool down in the pool and spend some time with the other kiddos.”
“I bet he didn’t need much persuading,” I laugh.
Roch flashes a smile at me. “No, he didn’t.”
I have no doubt about it. Bond was wrapped around his daughter’s fingers. It amused me that these tough, hard men were absolute marshmallows when it came to their little girls. And that included the men who were their uncles.
I catch sight of the hotel and am struck once again by its beauty, feeling fortunate that we are able to live in this small piece of paradise.
The dining room is full and, as usual, our table was the loudest, not that it seemed to bother Noni’s guests. If anything, they seemed to love the family vibe we had going here.
“Hey, you made it,” Noni smiles at us. “We were getting worried.”
Sitting down on the chair that Skinny pulls out for me, I reply, “No need to be worried. I’m okay, just knocked up.”
There’s stunned silence, then the shouting and hollering starts, and I have to laugh when Blaze points at Cairo, “Pay up, fucker.”
Once Skinny and I are congratulated, and the food comes out, everyone settles down. I’m suddenly ravenous for the first time in weeks and grab the biggest steak that I can find on the plate and plonk it down on my plate.
Skinny leans towards me, “That was one way to tell them, I guess.”
I shrug. “I figured it was best just to get it out there and let them do what they want with the news. God, I can’t believe how hungry I am. I could kiss you, Rochelle.”
“No kissing necessary,” Rochelle smirks. “I’ll take babysitting instead.”
“Done,” I agree, shoving another piece of steak into my mouth with a moan.
Skinny leans in close, whispering in my ear, “Baby, you need to stop moaning like that. It’s tempting me to throw you over my shoulder and find the closest room.”
A shiver runs through me at his suggestion, and I realise it’s been weeks since we last had sex. If I wasn’t being sick, I was exhausted, and it’s played havoc with our sex life.
Turning towards him, “Deal, but only after I’ve finished this steak.”
Skinny laughs, burying his face in my shoulder. I ignore him as I continue to eat. I’m a woman on a mission. Ten minutes later, I push my chair back, grab his hand, ordering, “Let’s go,” and pull him up behind me, ignoring the fact that he’s still eating. “We’ll be back,” I shout over my shoulder to the loud laughter ringing out at our expense.
It takes Skinny a little while to catch on, but when he does, I’m suddenly no longer walking under my own steam; instead, I’m swooped up bridal style and hurriedly carried out of the hotel to the private residences at the back of the hotel, where my man proceeds to make up for all the missed sexy times. And he does it quite spectacularly, I might add. Enough that I’m feeling him the next day. Not that I’m complaining; the only thing better than having Skinny go to town on me is going to sleep in his arms and then waking up in his arms.
CHAPTER 5
SKINNY
Waking the next morning, I run my hand over the bed next to me. When it penetrates my brain that Josie isn’t in bed next to me, I shoot up, wondering if she’s okay. We went at it hard when we got home last night, only stopping long enough to grab something to eat and drink before we were back in bed.
Worried, I throw the covers back and crawl out from underneath the mosquito net. When I hear the shower running, I breathe a sigh of relief that she doesn’t seem to be puking. Sauntering into the bathroom, I stop in the doorway, and the sight of a naked Josie has me happy we opted for a wet room as there is no curtain or glass door restricting me from watching Josie. She’s standing underneath the falling water, head back, eyes closed and a small smile playing over her lips. The water is cascading down her body; I follow its trail as it flows over her luscious breasts and her slightly thickening belly down her muscular thighs before splashing on the shower floor by her brightly painted pink toes. A colour that I know one of my nieces chose the last time they had a spa day.
My gaze travels back up her body; when I get to her face, her eyes are open and she’s smiling at me, holding out her hand, “Are you coming to join me?”
She certainly doesn’t have to ask me more than once. I’ll take any chance I can get to hold her body against mine. And if she’s naked, even better. Walking towards her, I tug her against me,running my fingers through her wet hair. I gently pull her head back and slant my lips over hers in a long, hard kiss. When I finally lift my lips, Josie is leaning heavily against me, eyes heavy-lidded with lust. I’ll give her what she wants, but not until I know how she’s feeling. “How are you feeling, baby? Any nausea?”
Josie wrinkles her nose at me. “A little, but nothing too bad. Not enough to put me off wanting your cock in me.”
Smirking at her, I push her gently towards the small ledge we’d had built in the shower. “Not until I say so,” I inform her, dropping to my knees in front of her. Settling one of her legs over my shoulders, I look up at her, “You ready, baby?” That’s my only warning. I know from experience that she’s going to be sensitive this morning and soft and gentle will only piss her off. So, I waste no time in sucking on her clit and easing a finger into her channel.
I want to grin when she shouts out and I hear her slap her hands against the shower wall. “Holy shit, Skinny.”
When she moans and drives her fingers through my hair, tugging my face tighter into her pussy, I flatten my tongue and add additional pressure to her clit, adding a second finger at the same time I turn my hand and curl my finger towards me.
When Josie starts chanting, “Fuck, fuck, yes, just there, don’t stop, if you stop, I’m going to kill you,” I know she’s close. It’s one of my favourite chants, and I’m always hard pressed not to laugh. I’d never leave her hanging; I never have, not once in all our time together, but she still chants it even years later. Josie gasps and comes, clenching on my fingers and pushing my head away from her with her palm. Looking up towards her, I grip my cock hard to stop myself from coming at the ecstasy on her face, breasts flushed a light pink and heaving with every gulpingbreath she takes. Standing, I slowly remove my fingers from her pussy and push my hard cock into her pulsing channel. Josie’s eyes spring open as my cock bottoms out, and she bites her lip, then gasps, “Fuck me hard, Skinny.”
