now she’s living, breathing, and ours to cherish for a lifetime.
It all seems like a whirlwind. The constant stream of visitors, the sleepless nights, but through it all, we are finding our feet. Life has completely changed. I’m no longer putting in ridiculous hours in the office, and Kate has taken over most of my work and is learning the ropes. We have a few days left in New York before we head to LA. Our apartment is pretty much packed, and Kate is going to sublet it from us. Charlotte is spending a few hours in the office, having meetings with Nikki and Tate planning out the new office in LA, which is due to open in the next few months once Charlotte is settled.
On the days when Charlotte has things to do, I relish in the opportunity to stay home and spend time with Amelia. Okay, so I have turned into one of those soft dads, but I swear I can look at her perfect face all day. Most of the time, she simply lies in the crook of my arm, and I manage to conquer the art of typing emails with one hand. My favorite thing to do is feed her. It’s our special bonding time. She takes to the bottle well, but secretly I think she prefers the breast.
Who fucking doesn’t?
Charlotte’s tits—my fucking God, they are massive. I know I’m busy with work and moving, but fuck me sideways, I’m a walking boner around her. Six weeks was supposed to be the minimum healing time. Even from my medical days, I know that. It was somewhere in the second week Charlotte became a ravenous horn dog and caught me by surprise one night.
A warm sensation wrapped around my cock. Mmm, what is that? Fuck, it feels good. Sex dreams are the next best thing when you can’t have real sex. As the sensations intensified, I reached under the blanket and felt her soft hair… but it was real?
I opened my eyes, and even in the darkness, I saw her movements. Fuck. Wow.
“Charlotte,” I murmured, sliding my hands in her hair as I moved her head, pushing it deeper.
She stopped for a moment, gliding her hand from my shaft and moving slowly. “I can’t wait, Lex, I’m going insane not touching you.”
“Do you even know how much of a turn-on it is to wake up with you sucking my cock?”
No more words were said. It took only a few more strokes along with her mouth taking me all in, and I was done, seeing fucking stars because that was how good my wife gave head.
It’s all about blowjobs in this household, but hey, who am I to complain? We’re both desperate to fuck, and because we can’t, it made it all the worse. Every night we tried other things. I rubbed her clit and made her come. Some titty-fucking, but that was one big fucking mess with all the milk squirting everywhere. Then, it was all back door.
Okay, yeah, I know, we do it often, but this week it had been three times.
Like I said, it’s a full moon or something because we’re both animals.
We officially caved on the fifth week. What’s one week, right?
I was rearing to go. Well, until Charlotte said we had to use condoms because she hadn’t figured out what to do yet in preventing her from getting knocked up.
Fucking raincoats on my dick felt all kinds of wrong.
We used it once, and then I told her I was not wearing that shit again, and I’d rather pull out. Of course, Miss Cautious said that was a joke. I couldn’t pull out if my life depended on it.
Okay, so she has me there.
I told her to see Dad and have him give her the mini-pill since she’s breastfeeding.
She proceeded to tell me that was wrong on so many levels.
I didn’t fucking care, I just wanted to fuck my wife and blow inside her like the real man I am. Right, that sounded like something Rocky might say. Next, I’ll be calling everyone dude.
The day before we were due to fly out to LA, Adriana invited us over for dinner. Adriana had no choice but to tell Elijah over the phone she was pregnant since he was in Australia for two months.
He returned two weeks ago, and unfortunately, I hadn’t had the chance to see him yet.
Charlotte was still upset Adriana had no idea about the cancer returning, and I kept reminding her that