Kate too. I wish I could be there while she was going through the pregnancy.”
“It’s not going to be easier now that I’m older, is it?” Kate nibbled on her lower lip, glancing between her husband and her best friend.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to stress you out.” Morgan leaned over and hugged Kate. “You’re going to do great. I just feel like a shitty friend because I won’t be there for all of it. Or maybe any of it. Things have been feeling…right here.”
“At least until the accident. Which makes it even worse. I’m probably not cut out for this.” Joe scrunched his eyes closed and leaned forward. “Sorry, Morgan. Don’t get your heart set on all this yet. I might not be able to pull it off.”
“You will,” Kate, Morgan, and Mike insisted together.
“I’m glad you three are so sure.” Joe slumped in the chair facing Mike and Kate’s, prompting Morgan to curl up in his lap. The couples mirrored each other.
“Look, we don’t have all the answers yet.” Mike sighed and hugged Kate. “But lots of good things are happening. Maybe we should take a few minutes to be grateful. We can deal with the rest as it comes. For right now, I’m proud of you and Morgan for trying something new and thrilled to maybe be doing some of that myself with Kate and this baby.”
“I like the sound of that. And in case I haven’t said it lately, Joe, I’m proud of you too.” Morgan leaned in and kissed Joe while Mike did the same to his wife. He lost track of time as they settled in to something a hell of a lot more comfortable and familiar. Stress leached out of his muscles as Kate melted in his arms then shifted so that she straddled him. Her foot bumped Morgan’s calf as her best friend did exactly the same yet facing the opposite direction.
And before Mike knew it, he and Joe each had a lapful of their gorgeous, very willing, very wonderful wives. Now this he was thankful for. He’d been craving the crew connection, especially the bond between the four of them, since Joe and Morgan had left for this assignment. No reason he shouldn’t take advantage of where they’d ended up.
7
When Kate reached down and grabbed the hem of Mike’s shirt, wrestling it up his abs, he leaned forward and got rid of it for her, happy to have it gone. Joe’s landed on top of where he tossed it on the floor. Morgan hummed in appreciation and stroked her husband’s chest. Although Kate couldn’t see like Mike could, she did the same to him. They were so in tune, they acted as one unit instead of two couples.
Kate kissed him, letting him cup her ass and relish the feeling of having her there, on top of him, warm and sweet. And when she glanced over her shoulder and said, “Hey, Morgan, want to have a contest?”
Morgan practically purred as she looked over. “What are you thinking?”
“Let’s suck them off. Whichever one of us makes them about to lose control first gets to have them both.” Kate flexed her fingers on Mike’s shoulders, scoring him with her nails. He didn’t mind in the least.
“You know I’m always up for a bet. But…I did have all the guys last time,” Morgan demurred. “And it’s your special day. Let’s get them good and ready and then you can have them both. I’m sure Joe will take care of me after.”
“Go back to the part where you go down on us.” Joe speared his fingers into his wife’s long, wavy brown hair. “I liked that part.”
“Me too.” Mike slapped Kate’s ass. “And you’re right, Morgan. You know we’ll always take care of you. Both of you.”
“I mostly just wanted to watch you two duke it out,” Kate muttered. “I love it when you get lost in pleasure.”
“Same goes.” He guided her down until she knelt between his knees, and spread his legs wider. “Don’t worry, I plan on turning the tables soon enough.”
“I’m counting on it.” She traced the ridge of his erection through his pants with the tip of a single nail before opening his jeans and peeling them down his legs.
Morgan did the same to Joe.
And as one, the women stood. Back to back, they stripped for their men, and maybe in some way for each other, because no one could deny how powerful they were in that moment. They had Mike and Joe’s