Lifting one breast, I fit it into the bell. “Tell me if anything I do hurts.”
“This is so embarrassing,” she groaned.
“It’s necessary,” I countered. “In sickness and in health, remember?”
Daisy’s lips twisted to the side, but she quit her grumbling, likely remembering that there was a time not that long ago when I’d been the helpless one, forced to accept that there were many things I couldn’t do for myself. All I was doing was evening the score. Not that anyone bothered to keep count because it didn’t matter. Whenever she needed me, I would be there, the same as I knew she’d always be there for me.
I squeezed my hand in a rhythmic motion against the curved handle, and a light whooshing sounded as the silicone tightened against her skin. Before long, a steady stream of milk began to fill the attached bottle.
Her relieved sigh floated in the air, and I did my best to hide a smile, mindful that she was still under the weather. “Better?”
“Mmm.” Daisy’s eyes drifted shut, her facial features relaxed, and her deep, steady breathing told me she’d passed out.
Settling in against her side, I pressed a kiss to her bare shoulder. “Feel better, Daze.”
June
Running water roused me from sleep. If Daisy was already up and getting ready to head to work, that meant I overslept, which didn’t happen often.
The transition from the carefree life of a bronc rider, where late nights and sleeping in were the norm, to rising before the sun as a rancher had been rough. The only bright side was that the early wakeup call meant I got a few extra minutes with my girls before we parted ways for the day.
I scrubbed both hands over my face as I swung my legs over the side of the mattress. A quick peek into the crib showed Aspen still fast asleep on her belly, her little bum up in the air with her knees tucked beneath her.
Lifting both arms over my head, I twisted from side to side, relishing the cracking of my spine and the relief that brought to my stiff back. Twenty-five felt more like forty most days, but this was the life I’d chosen, and you wouldn’t hear me complaining about the physical toll it took on my body.
Though a hot shower sounded like heaven right now.
Stepping softly toward the partitioned bathroom, I found Daisy naked as the day she was born, water sluicing over her lush curves as she rinsed the suds away with the newly installed detachable showerhead.
My dick sprang to attention becausedamnmy wife was hot.
Boxers discarded in a flash, I stepped into the tub behind her, sinking my teeth into the flesh of her shoulder while my hands looped around her waist to palm her heavy breasts. Her head fell back against my chest, and she let out a breathy moan when my thumbs strummed over her hardened nipples.
Lips against the shell of her ear, I rasped, “Think you can stay quiet enough that we don’t wake the baby?”
Her ass wiggled against my raging hard-on. “Yes.”
I nipped at her earlobe. “We’ll see.” Slipping the handheld showerhead from her grasp, I commanded, “Hands on the wall.”
Eagerly, she placed both palms flat against the horizontal logs that made up both the exterior and interior of our cabin. The move had her hips dipping forward enough to expose her pussy.
My teeth descended onto my lower lip as I bit back a groan. What I wouldn’t give to drop to my knees and eat her out from behind before slamming my cock inside while her inner walls were still spasming. Too bad we had to make this quick. Not only was our toddler sleeping less than six feet away, but the hot water would soon run out.
Placing one hand on the wall alongside hers, I brought the one holding the showerhead between her open thighs. Her gasp when the concentrated stream hit her clit was drowned out by the rush of water echoing off the steel tub at our feet.
“Jett.” My name was practically a whimper spilling from her lips as her hips bucked furiously, chasing her pleasure.
“Like that, darlin’?” I purred in her ear.
“Yes. God, yes.” Her voice took on a high-pitched quality. Feeling her muscles grow taut with our bodies pressed flush, I knew she was close.
My cock wept, desperate to be buried deep inside her.
“Listen to me very carefully, Daze.” I received a throaty groan in reply. “No matter how badly you need to come right now, I want you to hold it.”
“Can’t,” she panted. “I’m so close.”
“I know you are, baby.” My lips found the side of her neck. “But I want tofeelyou come wrapped around my cock.”
