Colt leaned down and kissed Noah’s head. “The next time you get a bright idea like that, you need to clear it with Mom or I first, you hear me boy?”
“Yes, sir.”
I leaned in toward him and kissed his cheek. “We just don’t want anything happening to you, Noah. We love you so much.”
“I love you too, Mommy and I love Daddy. I’m real sorry for what I did. It won’t happen again. I need to be a good boy so that I can be a good brother.” He reverted back to Mommy when he was sad.
Good to know….I get to be called Mommy when he is emotional.
“That’s right! You do need to be responsible so that you can set a good example for your brother or sister,” I agreed.
“My brother, Mom. We all know I am having a brother.”
Colt and I both laughed. Colt rubbed him on the head. “We will love the baby either way, right Noah?”
He sighed and shook his head. “Yeah, I guess so. I just really want a brother.”
“Sisters are really cool too. You would get to be her protector.” I tried for all these months to get him to not care if it was a boy or girl and he just wouldn’t budge.
“They can’t play with tractors or legos and they wear those stupid bows in their hair.” Noah spoke like girls were the devil. It was quite funny, even though Colt and I were both worried the baby was going to be a girl and totally devastate our son.
“Sweetie, little girls can play with tractors and legos. They don’t have to always wear the bows in their hair, and they most certainly don’t have cooties.”
“Not all of them,” Colt added sarcastically.
I looked up at him. “Not helping, Babe”
He just kept grinning and threw me a wink. I had to laugh at him, making a joke out of something that really scared me.
We were interrupted as tiny drops of rain started hitting us. We followed Colt into the house and plopped down on the couch. Noah was playing with his cast, dragging his fingernail over it. “It itches.”
“I had a cast a few times. You know what I did?” Colt asked.
“What?” Noah was so curious.
“I got a stick and stuck it inside to get the itch out.”
Noah’s eyes got huge. “Does that really work?”
We started laughing at our son. “It sure does. You want me to go find you a nice stick?”
“Colt, seriously?”
“Darlin’, he needs to itch. I will hook him up.” Colt disappeared out of the front door, only to reappear with a stick in his hand. “Here, Buddy, try this.”
I watched my son shoving a dirty stick down his arm. Immediately he screamed out.
“What happened?”
“I guess it is still sore inside, that’s all. It’s cool. It doesn’t itch anymore.”
I rolled my eyes at Colt, who still had a smile on his face.
We hung out at the house for the rest of the afternoon until we had to go to Colt’s mothers for dinner. It was always the same family atmosphere on Sunday’s. Thankfully, Conner decided to only grant us with his presence. We ended up staying over there until it was close to midnight.
By the time that Colt and I got Noah to bed I was exhausted. My gorgeous husband had other intentions. For some reason the house had been hot when we got home. I stripped down to my bra and panties and sprawled across the bed on my back, letting the ceiling fan cool off me and my giant belly.
Colt never took his eyes off of me as he unbuckled his belt and jeans and walked out of them. His strong arms pulled his shirt away from his muscular body. I watched his arm flex where the mustang tattoo sat and I bit down on my lip.
In only his boxers my sexy ass husband came crawling across the bed toward me. Now, I have to say that my choice of bra and panties were not what I would have called sexy. Aside from not being able to see past my stomach, I didn’t really wear a lot of sexy underwear to bed. I needed to be as comfortable as possible. Colt was already having to compete with my pregnancy pillow Miranda had got me. I loved that thing, but Colt said it was a CB pillow, because it always blocked him from getting any.
I heard a low grumble as he positioned himself between my legs and pressed his lips on my belly. In retrospect, I knew I wasn’t that large. I had gained fifteen pounds and it was all in my stomach. People told me every day they couldn’t tell I was pregnant from the back.
I still had about three months to go and knew my belly would soon double in size. I tried to eat right, but I always had thoughts of not being able to turn my husband on when my weight got too high. So, as Colt’s hands slowly removed my granny panties, and I heard the low groan coming from his chest, I knew that he wasn’t going to let me rest until he got some much needed attention.
“Are you hot Darlin’?”
His hands traced over my sex and I gasped at how good it felt. “Yes, plus I didn’t shave my legs today.” I was getting lazy, I knew it.
In one swift pull, I was in Colt’s arms being carried to the bathroom. He sat me on the edge of the sink and walked over to the shower, grabbing shaving cream and a razor.
“Holy Shit! Babe, what are you doing?”
Colt ignored me, getting down on his knees and wetting my legs with a rag, before putting shaving cream on the leg he propped on his shoulder. “Trust me Darlin’. I’ll never hurt you.” He kissed my foot and started spreading the cream evenly.
I gasped when I felt the razor gliding across my skin. Colt took his time licking his lips and even took quick glances at my naked crotch. It used to make me feel uncomfortable, but everything that man did now made me horny. Maybe it was my hormones, but I couldn’t get enough of him. In fact, there were times when I was home alone and had to call him, because just thinking about him naked made me wet for him.
Colt finished with one of my legs before repeating the process on the other one. I had to admit, it felt good, after I got over the initial shock of what he was doing. It tickled, especially when he got to my inner thighs and let his hands linger there. When he finished with the second leg, he used a washrag to wipe off the excess shaving cream. He glided the warm rag up and down my thighs, making sure I felt it through my whole body.
As the rag went flying back into the sink, I felt my legs being lifted as my body was shifted to be lying on the cold marble vanity top. He put his finger up to his lips when I started to say something. I felt the back of his hand rubbing me between my legs, before he began to spread the shaving cream all over my sex.
This was hot!
It was so hot that the fear of being cut was long gone. What replaced it was a sudden heat covering all of my body. As Colt continued to spread the shaving cream, for obviously way longer than it should have taken, I watched my stomach rising and falling as my breathing increased. If I thought I was hot in the bedroom, well now I was burning up.
Colt’s naked body was now standing over me, staring at his task at hand, or in hand.
“You okay Darlin’?”
I saw the razor in his hand and all I could think about was him touching me again. The absence was killing me, making me pant for more. “Yes, I love you. Please don’t stop.”
Colt spread my legs as he slowly began shaving where I could no longer see. I did a good job keeping myself hairless and had made an appointment for a waxing, unfortunately for the salon, Colt had other hair removing plans.
I could feel him moving my skin around, as well as feel every single glide of the razor against my skin. Colt used his hands to test and make sure he hadn’t missed any spots. He turned on the faucet and filled the rag with fresh water before placing it between my legs to removed the shaving cream. Every swipe of that rag made my body buck.
Colt liked what he saw. He found my eyes and then moved his gaze to my chest. Without letting me off of the cold porcelain sink, he leaned down and removed my bra. Colt let the air hit my nipples and they hardened right up for him. He licked his lips before dragging his tongue over one of my nipples. My hands reached up and grabbed his hair.
I pulled him up to my mouth and kissed him roughly, teasing him with my tongue as he pulled away.
“I want you, babe.”
I moaned as his fingers penetrated my sex. “Oh Darlin’, there is no denyin’ that. I can feel it for myself.”
He cupped one of my breasts and licked it again, never taking his eyes off of me. His fingers moved slowly backing in and out of me. “It…feels…..so…goooooood!” The words were stretching, because I couldn’t think and react at the same time.
He brought one of my legs up and spread them wider as he spun me around and wrapped my legs around his waist. “Time to get into our big bed.” My arms wrapped around Colt’s neck and he held me as his strong arms carried me to our bed.
He laid us down gently and found my mouth right away. Gentle, soft kisses soon turned into carnal desire. Colt had to use his arms to prevent from laying on my belly, so it was easier to just flip him over and straddle his fine ass myself. I wrapped my legs around him, suggesting we trade places without having to stop kissing him. He knew what I wanted and happily obliged.
His large erection brushed against my leg and I let out a moan just knowing that it would soon be inside of me. Making love to Colt was always so intense. Between the size of him and how nurturing he always was, he could make me orgasm multiple times. The intensity of knowing his hard shaft was down there ready to slide right in, turned me on so much. I reached my hand down and grabbed his erection. After feeling it, I couldn’t help but want to see it.
I slid down further, still holding on to his girth. My tongue slid over the tip, making him shiver underneath of me. I blew on the wetness, before licking it again. This time I filled my mouth with saliva and let it fall out over the tip of his shaft. My fingers spread it over him, using it as lubrication.
He stuck his arm behind his head and watched me playing with my tongue. I kept my eyes on him watching me, trying so hard not to close his eyes. When it filled my mouth, he let out a groan and his eyes closed tightly before he reopened them, biting down on his lip.
The more I sucked, the more sounds came from deep inside of his chest. I had to reposition myself a few times, to keep comfortable, but my mouth never left its task. Soon, Colt was grabbing my hair and closing his eyes more and more.
He never told me to stop, but as I could tell he was getting close, he pulled me up by my hair and shook his head, before kissing me on my lips. His strong arms lifted me until I was lined right up over his hard shaft. I scooted just enough to slowly drop down over his hardness, letting him slide inside of my hot sex. It was always tight and painful at first, but I had come to like it. My first orgasms always happened in the first couple seconds of initial friction. Just like usual, I cried out for Colt as my body began to tremble over top of him. He groaned as I whispered his name and collapsed over his mouth for a full blown make-out session.
Colt sat us both up, allowing me to hold on to his strong shoulders. He began lifting my still trembling body up and down by holding on to my ass. I used my legs and began rocking against him harder. My hands dug into his back as I felt another explosion coming my way. This one lasted longer than the first. I knew my nails were digging into his skin, but I kept my hold on him as the unbelievable sensations traveled all over my body. Colt bit down on my shoulder as he matched my climax. Instead of letting me rock back and forth, he kept me still, until he was able to move again.
I let go of his back and accepted his mouth on mine again. I loved his tongue and the way his full lips felt when they were wet. He pressed his forehead against mine. “I love you so fuckin’ much, Savanna. I know we have had a rough couple of years, but we got through it. We have a son and beautiful baby comin’ in a few months. Being married to you was the best decision I ever made. Thank you for this life Darlin’. It’s everything I ever wanted.”
Tears fell down my face. “Colt, there is no place else I would rather be then here with you, with our children. You have given me the most perfect life. Begging you to kiss me that first night was the best decision I ever made.”
“Darlin’, forcin’ you to go to that damn bonfire was the best decision I ever made. That little number you wore was insane. It made me think things I shouldn’t have been thinkin’ that’s for sure.”
“I wore that to piss you off because you could never have me,” I admitted.
He laughed and looked right at me. “Savanna, I wouldn’t have taken advantage of you that night, but I’m pretty damn sure if I wanted you, I could have had you.”
I lightly smacked his chest. “Are you being cocky?”
“No, I just see the way you look at me. You think I didn’t notice it? Dressing like that to get my attention. You weren’t just doin’ that for that night. You were proving a point that you didn’t look like a boy anymore, and my God Darlin’, you didn’t. You were the prettiest thing I think I ever laid eyes on.”
“You weren’t so bad yourself.”
“Yeah, that’s why it only took you a couple days before you couldn’t resist my southern charm.”
“Are you being serious right now? You’re really that sure of yourself?” I wanted to know. He was being very ornery.
He started laughing, while stroking my arm. “Well, I reckon in the big picture of things that maybe I wanted it to happen. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I didn’t want to betray my cousin, but once I knew that you weren’t really together, well that was a game changer for me. I wanted you so bad and walkin’ away just wasn’t in my mind. The more time we spent together, the more I knew you were the one for me. I just needed you to know it too.”
I ran my hand over his face and leaned up to kiss his lips. Of course, I had to lay sideways to cuddle with Colt nowadays. “Falling in love with you was so easy. I tried to deny my feelings, but there was no way I could have ever been happy without you.”
“Look at how happy we all are now. I know we have been through some hard times, but we have the best family and we are so close. I never could have pictured our life would be this way, especially with Ty.”
“Ty is the reason I have you Colt. For a while I wanted to hate his guts, but I see my life with you and thank him every single day. Besides, I have never seen two people more made for each other than he and Miranda.”
Colt kissed my forehead. “Except us Darlin’. We were also made for each other. At least, I know you were made for me.”
“Except for us, babe.”
Colt held me until I finally fell asleep, with only thoughts of our beautiful life in my mind.
Chapter 25
Colt
There was nothing better than waking up and feeling my baby kicking. Savanna was still asleep, but I couldn’t help sliding over and putting my head over her belly. It didn’t matter to me whether we were having a boy or a girl, I just couldn’t wait to meet him or her.
Savanna stirred in bed and let out a little cackle when she saw what woke her. She ran her hand over my shoulder and through my hair.
I kissed her belly and smiled. “Mornin’, Darlin’.”
“Hey Baby,” she whispered.
“I was just spendin’ some quality time with the newest member of our family.”
“I can see that. I was wonder…….” Savanna was cut off by a fat yellow lab and a boy running in and jumping on our bed.
“Wake up! It’s raining. Can Dad stay home today?” Noah climbed up between us, hugging his mother. He also bent down and kissed her belly. “Good morning Ninja.”
“Ninja?” Savanna and I both laughed at the same time.
“Yeah, wouldn’t it be cool if we named him Ninja? We could dress him in karate clothes and he would be super cool.” My son’s imagination made us both laugh.
“Noah, we can’t name the baby Ninja. You really need to prepare yourself in case it is a girl.”
“I have girl names too. You wanna hear em?”
Something told me that I should have said no. “Sure Buddy.”
“I like Bella.”
Sava
nna interrupted him. “Sweetie, we can’t name the baby Bella, because it is already your cousin’s name.”
“But that is the only girl I like.”
I looked to Savanna who was really cracking up. “Mommy has a book with all kinds of names. Maybe we could look at it together today, because guess what?”
“What?” He seemed excited.
“I’m staying home!”
We’d never taken care of an infant, albeit I never had any doubts about Savanna’s mothering skills. If you asked our son, he would tell anyone that he had the best mother on the planet.
It just so happened that the day consisted of the worst rainfall we had seen so far this season. I had enough employees that on days like these I could stay home with my family. Of course, after having company over the weekend, we had run out of all of our favorite food and snacks, so we were forced to go out in the mess to fill our cupboards back up.
I made us all pancakes for breakfast, at both of their requests. Noah helped me as much as he could with one arm. He liked to make monster shapes and snakes. Savanna got out the cool whip and made him a six inch high stack of sweetness. Noah ate every single bite and sat back rubbing his belly. “Mmmmmm, thank you, Daddy.”
“Did ya like em?” I asked, even though I already knew he did.
“Yup. What’s for lunch?” Our son, the bottomless pit.
After helping my little buddy get dressed, we all climbed in the truck and headed to the grocery store. Savanna hated it when Noah and I went along, because we ended up buying all sorts of junk to eat. Noah and I together were her worst nightmare. We knew how to work as a team to get her to cave and buy what we wanted. He found it to be very fun, in a sneaky kind of way.
We’d been in the store for a good twenty minutes. Noah was riding on the back of the cart while I steered from the front. Savanna was behind us with her coupon contraption. She was totally involved in those damn things to notice where she was going. As we passed a couple in the center of the aisle, I turned around to make sure she was paying attention to where she was walking.
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