Then his lips are on mine.
His kiss isn’t demanding. It’s sweet and tender. Unassuming.
He gently tugs on my lower lip with his teeth.
I moan softly and part my lips to let him in.
25
Noah
I wakeup the next morning with Kate’s sexy ass pressed against my overly eager morning wood.
And it feels good.
I’m not talking about how I’m hoping I won’t have to deal with my hard-on the old-fashioned way: with my fist.
I’m talking about the idea of simply waking up with Kate in my arms. We’ve done it a few other times, and it never gets old.
I kiss her naked shoulder…just because I can.
At my touch, she stirs and mumbles, “Five more minutes.”
“Hey, sleepyhead. I need to get up soon. You can stay in bed if you want. I’ll shut the door and no one will know you’re in here.” They’ll assume she’s in her own room.
She twists around in my arms and smiles at me. “That’s okay, I should head over to the house. I’m going to be a nice cousin and go back to cleaning Lady and Scoundrel’s stable so that Troy doesn’t have to. He’s busier than I am with the renovations.”
I move slightly and my still-eager cock brushes against Kate’s leg. I moan.
A hand wraps around it. Not my hand, like it normally would be once I hit the shower. It’s a warm, soft hand.
“Let me help you with your little dilemma,” she says and I groan.
“Never saylittlewhen you’ve got a man’s cock in your hand. Both might take great offense to it.”
“I’ll take your advice under advisement.”
“You do that.” I roll over her and drag the tip of my tongue along the shell of her ear. “I’ve got a few minutes before I have to get up. How about I help you with your need for me to be inside you?” I trace my lips against her jaw.
“Now that you mention it, I wouldn’t mind an orgasm or two before I have to get back to work. It’ll remind me of what I have to look forward to tonight.”
“Sounds like a plan.” I shift my body down with the goal of worshiping her gorgeous tits.
Which is why I barely register the click of my bedroom door.
“Hi, Uncle Noah.” Deacon’s voice is like a bucket of icy water dumped on your head. No hard cock can survive it.
Kate gasps and frantically grabs for the sheet.
I turn around to face the little boy, doing my best to keep from pulling the sheet off her and to cover her body with my own. He’s standing near the foot of the bed.
“Hey Deacon, is there something I can help you with?” I aim for a casual tone, as if there isn’t a naked woman in my bed.
“Play with me.”
“Sorry, little buddy. I have to get to work now. Did you want to help me clean out the stable?”
Deacon screws up his nose. “The stable stinks. Horses go poop there.”
