“Oh, Steven texted me earlier, asking if I would come watch Little Man, so you guys could go out. I guess he forgot to tell you,” I tell her, laughing at my brother’s stupidity of not informing his wife of these plans. “Crap, I hope I didn’t just ruin any surprise he might have had planned. But he knew I was headed over here soon, so I’m surprised he hasn’t told you yet. Maybe he got busy at work and didn’t have time to text you?”
Before she can reply, her phone starts buzzing on the floor next to her.
“Speaking of the devil,” she says, answering her phone. “Hey, babe. Yep, she just got here a couple minutes ago.” She pauses as he talks to her. “Okay, sounds good. I’ll go take a quick shower and see you soon.” Another short pause on her end. “Love you, too,” she says before hanging up.
“I guess I need to go shower and get ready. Thanks for coming over tonight to hang out with this little man.” Renee stands up and heads for the stairs.
“Ethan, come to Auntie,” I say to my nephew, getting down onto the floor and holding out one of his toys to grab his attention. He plops down and crawls over to me, peppering my face with open-mouthed baby kisses. I just love this little boy so much and can’t wait until I’m a mom. That dream doesn’t feel like such a far-off possibility with Sam in my life now. I know it’s still at least a year or two away, but it still feels within reach.
Ethan and I have a fun time playing while Renee is busy getting ready. While she’s still upstairs doing her thing, Steven gets home. The squeals and Ethan’s “Da da” when he hears him come in just melts my heart all over again.
“Hey, Little Man. Were you good for Momma today?” he asks his son as he picks him up, getting the same slobbery kisses as I did.
“Ma ma ma…” Ethan babbles after attacking Steven’s face.
“You be good for Auntie Ren tonight.” He kisses his son’s head. “Thanks again for doing this for us tonight,” he says, setting Ethan back down on the floor amongst the toys.
“Anytime. I really don’t mind.”
“I’m going to go change quick and see if Renee is close to being ready to go. Did you ask her about food for the two of you?”
“No, I didn’t get the chance to before she went to shower.”
“I’ll ask her and let you know, or you can just go see what we’ve got.”
“I’m a big girl, I can figure it out,” I tell him, laughing as I shoo him out of the room.
“Come on, Ethan, let’s go see what Auntie Ren can find for us to eat.” I swing him up into my arms and blow a raspberry against his neck. The giggles that fall from his lips are so cute and make me continue to attack his neck with more kisses and raspberries.
After finding something for Ethan to eat, I pull out my cell and place a delivery order for myself. I’d been in a Chinese mood all day and had planned on ordering anyway, so it doesn’t make any difference to me if I eat it here versus at home with Mom and Dad.
Ethan chows down on the food I placed before him on his highchair tray. He’s getting so big! I can’t believe he turned one a few weeks ago!
“En! En!” He bangs his sippy cup against his tray.
“Say that again!” I tell him, thinking he just tried to say my name. The excitement over that brings a huge smile to my face.
“En, En!” he says again, smiling at me.
“Look at you! Say Auntie Ren!”
“En!” he says one last time, and I just about choke on the emotion that’s filling me.
“That’s right, baby boy! You’re so smart! Auntie Ren loves you!” I tell him, picking up his sippy cup for him again.
“He’s playing a game with you,” Renee says, walking into the kitchen as I’m picking up the cup. “He’s figured out that if he drops stuff, it will get a reaction from the adults, so we’ve been not picking up the sippy super fast, trying to break him of the habit.”
“Oh, sorry.”
“Not your fault. Just thought I’d keep you from playing ‘how many times can I make them pick up the sippy cup during one meal’ game,” she says, laughing.
“En! En!” Ethan calls out, hitting the tray for emphasis to get our attention.
“Did he just say what I think he said?” Renee asked, a little shocked.
“I think so!” I beam. “He’s done it a few times since I put him in the chair to feed him.”
“Aw, Ethan. You love Auntie Ren, don’t you, sweet boy?”
“En! En!” he screeches, hitting his tray again, causing both of us to laugh at his antics.
He quiets down when I put a few more bites of food on his tray for him to feed himself.
“Did you find anything to eat? I’d kinda planned to order in takeout tonight. I never want to cook on Friday nights, so I’m sorry I didn’t have anything easy for you to prepare.”
“Oh, I’m good. I put in for a Chinese delivery order a few minutes ago. It should be here in the next half hour or so. Where are you two headed?”
“Steven was able to get us reservations for the Japanese Steakhouse and then some tickets to the comedy club downtown. You don’t mind being here that late, do you?”
“Not at all. If I get that tired, I can always crash in the guest room. Go, have fun. Don’t worry one bit about Ethan or me. We’ll both be just fine. Still his normal bedtime routine?”
“Yep, same as usual. He’s really been enjoying his bath time lately, so feel free to stick him in early if he’s fussy at all, or you want him to crash a little early. He’s still working on getting in a few of his molars, so his sleeping has been so-so the last week or so. You can give him a dose of the Motrin that I have in the bin by his changing table if you’d like to help him fall asleep without the pain.”
“Sure, I can make sure he gets that. Anything else?”
“Not that I can think of.”
“Ready to go, babe?” my brother calls out to Renee as he steps in the room. It’s almost sickening how cute they are together and how happy they both look.
“Yep, let me just give Ethan a kiss and hug goodbye, and then we can go,” she tells him as she pulls Ethan out of the highchair.
“Thanks again, Ren. It will probably be eleven thirty, maybe eleven forty-five, before we’re home.”
“Don’t worry. As I told Renee, Ethan and I will be perfectly fine. You guys go and have a great time.”
“See ya!” they both call out after they’ve hugged and kissed Ethan goodbye, and then head toward the garage door.
I pick Ethan up after he’s finished his dinner, and wash him off from the mess he’s made with all his food. We play in the living room until my food is delivered and I make a small plate of food for me to eat quickly as he busies himself with his toys. I sit quietly, watching him while I eat. I can tell he’s getting slightly tired by the way he’s been rubbing his eyes the past couple of minutes, so as soon as I’m done eating, I take him upstairs for his bath and to get ready for bed.
The house is finally quiet, and I head for the living room. I quickly pick up all the toys so that Renee and Steven don’t have to do it later tonight or in the morning. I grab a little more of my food, the baby monitor, and the TV remote, and plop myself down on the couch. I start flipping through the channels, trying to find something to watch for the next few hours.
I finally settled on a marathon of cooking shows on Food Network to pass the time. I’ve always enjoyed cooking, just never been too adventurous in the kitchen. I think it’d be fun to try some cooking classes sometime to learn some new skills to use in the kitchen.
I must have dozed off on the couch because I’m woken up by Renee and my brother coming in from the garage.
“Hi,” Renee whispers. “Sorry to wake you.”
“No, that’s okay, I must have nodded off. How was dinner and the show?”
“It was great! My cheeks still hurt from laughing so hard. The comedians they had tonight were really good. Raunchy, but good.”
I stand and stretch, waking myself up from my snooze on th
e couch.
“Did you want to stay here tonight?” Renee offers.
“No, I’m good. The drive home isn’t that bad, and Sam was hopeful he’d be home to FaceTime me around midnight.”
We sit and chat for a few more minutes, catching up with each other. I’m just about to stand to leave when I see a car pull into the driveway through the window. Guessing it’s just someone using the driveway to turn around, I don’t pay much attention to it and continue cleaning up my dishes and gathering my things to leave. When I walk back out to the living room, I’m floored when I see Sam standing just inside the door, a huge smile on his face.
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“Hey.” I greet Steven with a hug as I step inside. “Where is she?”
“Just stepped into the kitchen. I don’t think she realized you pulled into the driveway.”
Before I can move any further, Lauren comes back out and stands there, shocked to see me. The smile I had on my face widens as the stunned expression grows on Lauren’s face.
“Sam! What are you doing here?” she almost yells as she runs and jumps into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist and burying her face in my neck.
“I came to surprise you. We closed the case today, and with all the hours I put in over the last week, I earned a couple comp days, so I bought the first available ticket and came to see you.”
“I can’t believe you’re here! Wait, how’d you know I was here and not at Mom and Dad’s?” she questions, pulling back to look me in the eyes.
“Oh, I might have convinced Steven to get you over here somehow. Looks like he came through for me. I didn’t want to risk waking your parents with my late arrival.”
“Where are you staying?” she asks, a slight blush creeping up her neck and onto her cheeks.
“I booked us a hotel,” I answer before claiming her lips in a kiss.
“Get a room. That’s my sister, man,” Steven teases us, and I flip him the bird as I kiss Lauren harder.
We break apart, a whole hell of a lot sooner than I wanted to, but Lauren at least still has her brain functioning properly. I’m so lust-drunk and ready to get her to bed that it’s practically all I can think about.
“Thanks for all your help tonight, but I think we’re going to get out of here. You guys free tomorrow?” I ask Steven after I set Lauren down on her feet, placing a kiss against the top of her head once she’s firmly back on the ground.
“We should be, you guys want to come over for dinner? We can grill and hang out on the deck. It’s supposed to be nice out tomorrow,” Renee offers.
“Sounds good to me.” I look over at Lauren for her reaction.
“I’m fine with that,” she says, smiling up at me. I can see the lust filling her eyes and know her mind is in the exact same place my own is.
We quickly say goodbye and make our exit.
“Do you want to follow me to the hotel, or leave your car here and we’ll come get it in the morning?”
“We can just leave it here,” she says as she walks up to the passenger side of my rental car.
I open the door for her and wait while she slips inside. I lean in and kiss her again, just a chaste one to hold me over until we make it to the hotel.
I quickly round the front of the car and get myself inside and buckled up. “Did you want to stop by your parents’ house to grab anything?”
“We can just go in the morning. I’m kinda getting tired, and it’s so late already that I can just wait until then.”
I reach over and lace my fingers with hers, bringing our joined hands to my mouth so I can kiss hers, then rest them on her leg for the remainder of the short ride over to the hotel.
“I can’t believe you’re here,” she finally says, breaking the silence that filled the car.
“I missed you too much to just sit at home the next few days I have off. I needed to see you. Touch you. Taste and fuck you,” I tell her, my voice dropping a bit on those last two sentiments. I notice a shiver go through her body from my words.
“Mmm. I’m glad you’re here,” she says, squeezing my hand a little harder.
We pull into the hotel and quickly exit the car. I grab my small suitcase from the back seat before coming around to grab Lauren’s hand as we walk into the hotel. Checking in doesn’t take long and we’re soon in the elevator, on our way up to the third floor and to our room.
As soon as the door to our room is closed, I let go of my bag and wrap my arm around Lauren, pulling her flush against me and walking us over to the bed, my lips fused to hers.
Once we’ve hit the edge of the bed, I reach down and pick her up, laying her in the center of the bed. I hover over her, taking in my fill of her under me. The look of desire and love on her face has my blood pumping and wanting to sink inside her luscious body right this second. But that’s not how tonight’s going to go. I’m savoring every second that we have together.
“Are you just going to stare at me, or are you going to take off these clothes and put us both out of our misery?” she asks, a smirk covering that beautiful face of hers.
“I’ll get there, I’m taking my time with you tonight. So, you just hold on to your patience tonight.” I wink at her as I reach behind my head and pull my shirt off one-handed.
Her pupils dilate as her breathing hitches slightly, and I just smirk at her again. “See something you like?” I ask as I bring my mouth back to hers for a chaste kiss. I move my lips quickly from hers, across her cheek, down the angle of her jaw and the column of her neck. My couple-days-old beard scratching against her sensitive skin makes her squirm under me, driving me to continue my exploration of her body. I can feel her fingers as they graze along my skin, almost as if she’s memorizing the dips of each of my muscles along my back and abdomen.
I take a little pity, nipping at her skin before I pull back. I need more access to her body, so I unbutton her shirt, then bring my lips back to her chest, dropping kisses along each patch of skin that’s revealed as each button opens and exposes more to me. Once all the buttons are open and the shirt falls to the side, I unsnap her bra—thank you whoever invented front-closure bras—and quickly suck a hardened nipple into my mouth, rolling it with my tongue the way I know will drive her crazy.
“S-S-Sam!” Lauren cries out, arching up into me. I slide my hand over to cup her other breast and roll that nipple between my fingers. I eventually switch sides, lavishing the same attention with my mouth to the other side.
I eventually leave her breasts, kissing my way down her torso until I reach the waistband of her jeans, quickly unbuttoning them and sliding them down her hips, along with her panties. As I push them off, she sits up and fully removes her shirt and bra. I slide back up, capturing her lips with my own.
Deepening the kiss, she pushes me up and follows me as we both stand at the edge of the bed. I bring my hands up her body and feel hers as they slide to my waist, unbuckling my belt and then undoing the button and zipper. She slides her hands into the sides, effectively pushing my jeans and boxer briefs over my hips and to the floor. I step out of them, kicking them to the side. My erection bobs between the two of us.
“Mhmmm.” I moan against her lips as she grips my dick in her hand. Lauren squeezes it just so at the base before she slides her hand up, twisting around my sensitive crown and back down again.
“Fuck,” I growl after she does that a few more times, then she drops to her knees and wraps her lips over the head of my cock. My eyes roll back in my head as Lauren takes me further into her mouth. The tingles that run up my spine when the tip of my cock hits the back of her throat and she moans around me almost knock me over.
“Damn, baby.” I slide my hands into her hair as I let her keep control, and she sucks my cock until I can’t take the pleasure anymore. I pull her up, kissing her hard once she’s standing.
I don’t let her stay that way long before I’m picking her back up and dropping her on the center of the bed. I fish my wallet out of my pants and remove
the condom I made sure was there before I left the house. I quickly rip it open and sheath myself before bringing my hand to her pussy. She’s wet and ready for me. I sink two fingers inside her, finding her g-spot and flicking it, making her writhe against my hand. I watch as her pleasure builds, then just before I can tell her body is ready to roll over the edge, I drop my mouth to her mound and suck her clit between my lips. Her body clenches against my fingers hard, and the gasp of pleasure that falls from her lips has me almost coming in the condom before I even sink inside her.
I pull my fingers from her pussy and slide up her body, aligning my cock with her entrance. I thrust in, stopping once I’m balls deep, and feel the ripples of her orgasm still controlling her body. The intrusion of my cock has her moaning out as another shock runs through her. I stay still, allowing her to adjust to me and let her body recover from the intensity of the orgasm.
Once I feel her relax and start to move against me, I find a rhythm and set a steady pace as I make love to her.
“That feel good, sweetheart?” I whisper against her neck as I drop kisses.
“Mhmm,” is all the answer I get.
I rotate my hips, hitting her at a different angle, and her moans intensify. I know this angle must be better, as her body’s reaction has me speeding up and thrusting harder, bringing us both to the edge and over.
I thrust a few final times, filling the condom with hot ropes of cum. As my body empties, I collapse, doing my best not to crush her under me.
Once I’ve had a few moments to catch my breath, I pull out, immediately missing the warmth and tightness of her body, and head into the bathroom to clean up and dispose of the condom.
I walk back out to the bed, a warm wet washcloth in my hand.
“Here, I brought this out for you.” I hand Lauren the washcloth. “Unless you’d rather take a shower together,” I say, kissing her shoulder.
“Not now. I’m too exhausted. Especially now,” she says, a satisfied smile on her face as she tosses the washcloth and settles back on the pillows, pulling the blankets around her.
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