place when our eyes catch.
“This feelsss gooddd.”
His grin turns naughty as he murmurs against my lips, “It feels good to have you wrapped around me.”
I let loose a giggle and wiggle my hips, feeling the hardness between my legs. “I can telll.”
“Mmm….” Holding onto my hips, he presses himself closer.
My body may be failing me, but my husband still manages to turn me on within seconds.
Our moment is interrupted when Gemma bobs her head out of the water beside us.
“Can we tell her yet, Daddy?”
Lincoln chuckles, the sound rich and deep. “Not yet. And shh…. She’s not supposed to know something’s going on.”
I can’t help but laugh because I’m right here in the middle of their conversation, and now I obviously know something is going on.”
“Whatttt do you tttwo have plannned?”
“Nothing you need to worry your pretty little head about.”
“It’s a surprise,” Gemma chirps. “And you’re going to love it!”
“Hmm…. I ammm?”
“Yep.”
“Welll, then, I caaan’t waittt.”
We spend the next few minutes laughing and playing in the water until I let out a big yawn. Even though Lincoln is doing most of the work keeping us above water, exhaustion still grips me. I hate that my weakened body interrupts their good time.
“All right, kiddos. It’s time to call it a day.”
Without complaint, Gray and Gemma swim toward the ladder with Lincoln and me following.
After setting me down in the chair, he immediately wraps a towel around my shoulders. Although the sun is still blazing above us, the breeze quickly cools my skin. He dries himself and scoops me back into his arms, bridal style.
“Who wants dogs on a stick for dinner?” he asks while we walk back toward the lake house.
Dogs on a stick means we’re having a campfire and we roast hotdogs over the flames.
“And marshmallows?”
Lincoln smiles down at Gemma. “Of course. You can’t have a fire without marshmallows.” He turns his smile to me. “You up for a campfire tonight?”
“Yeah. I miss theee smelll of a firrre.”
“Hotdogs and marshmallows it is then.”
Later that night, once the kids have showered the smell of smoke from their bodies and they are tucked into bed, I’m on my back with Lincoln hovering over me. His stormy gray eyes stare down at me with so much love and compassion it almost brings tears to my eyes.
“Have I told you lately how beautiful you are?”
I smile tenderly at him. “Onnnly once or twiccce a day for the lassst twentyyy years or sooo.”
“Still not enough,” he murmurs, pressing his lips to the underside of my jaw.
“It’sss more thaaan a looot of women gettt.”
“I should still tell you more. You steal my heart every time I look at you, Molly.”
I love these tender moments with Lincoln. Although they happen often, I still cherish every one. Our love has been strong from the moment we confessed our feelings, and it’s only grown stronger the longer we’re together. I firmly believe the love we share is special and rare. Even before we became more than friends, our relationship was unique. As kids, Mom always said our friendship was unusually close.
That’s why it breaks my heart when I think about leaving him. I know when I go, I’ll be taking a part of him with me. His heart will no longer beat the same, just as mine wouldn’t if it were him dying. There’s no other match to what we have.
With my arm shaking, I lift it and cup my hand around his cheek. Because he knows I love it, he still has his beard.
“Maaake love to meee, Lincolnnn.”
He doesn’t waste time dipping down to lay the sweetest of kisses against my lips. My arm falls down beside me when it becomes too taxing to keep it lifted. He leans down further until his chest is pressed against mine. I wish so much I could wrap my legs and arms around him. I’d give almost anything to hold him tight to me. To rub my neediness against his hardness.
He pulls back just long enough to peel my night shorts and panties down my useless legs and pull my shirt over my head. He gets rid of his clothes just as fast. When he comes back down, he helps me roll to my side with my back facing him. I release a blissful sigh when his warm chest meets my back. Seconds later, I feel the tip of his cock slide between the folds of my pussy before pushing fully inside of me. Then he’s filling me deliciously full. It’s