O Come, All Ye Kellys (Love & Luck #7) - Isla Olsen Page 0,33

gushing over every feature. I have to admit, it’s a beautiful house and when my eyes land on the small backyard I can’t help picturing our future child running around out there, chasing after Bucky, playing in the snow in winter. There’s even room for a swing set, and maybe a small grill.

The house is plenty big enough, with good sized bedrooms and two living areas. Even if we decided to have another kid down the road we’d fit here comfortably. And it’s a nice neighborhood…close to my clinic.

But even so…we have a baby coming any day now, and we’re going to be so busy in the months to come. As beautiful as this place is, there are parts of it that will need some work before it’s ready to be lived in. How will we possibly handle all of that with a baby and both of us juggling work?

We end the tour back in the kitchen, the realtor smiling expectantly.

“I still don’t know,” I say.

She purses her lips, lifting her wrist to check the time. “I really don’t want to rush you, but I have another appointment to get to.”

“I think my husband just needs a little more time here,” Heath says. “Is there any way we could stay for a bit?”

The realtor eyes us up and down, scrutinizing every detail before finally relenting. “I’ll be back in half an hour to lock the house up.”

“Thank you so much, Wendy,” Heath says, offering that charming smile that’s been winning women over for years.

Wendy blushes and gives a small nod before turning and heading for the front door, her heels clacking against the hardwood floor.

“Seriously, with the flirting?” I ask Heath once I hear the door close behind her.

His brows shoot up. “That was not flirting. And she’s like my mom’s age.” Taking my hand, he starts leading me through the house again. “Can’t you just imagine it—kids playing in the backyard. Bursting through the front door after school and racing to the kitchen for a snack. And these stairs,” he drags me over to the stairs that seem to go on forever. “Come on—how perfect are they for surfing down?”

“Okay, the prospect of our kids breaking their necks by surfing down the stairs isn’t really the best way to win me over, baby.”

“They’ll wear helmets,” he says, as if that’s a perfectly legitimate argument. “You can’t do stair surfing without a helmet. It wouldn’t be safe.”

I roll my eyes, then turn to gaze at him. “You really love this house, don’t you?”

He nods, his expression completely sincere as he says, “I really do.”

I let out a soft groan. Stepping forward, I wrap my arms around his waist and drop my forehead to rest against his. I promised on our wedding day I’d spend every day of my life making him as happy as he makes me. So if this will make him happy…I draw in a deep breath. “I guess we’re buying a house.”

His lips spread into a broad grin before he seals them against mine, his arms coming up to link around my neck and hold me against him. I groan into his mouth as the kiss deepens, and before I know it we’re writhing against each other, the movement of our bodies so familiar after so long together.

I hastily scramble at the front of Heath’s jeans, unfastening them and pulling out his hardening cock, loving the way it grows thicker at my touch. I stroke him leisurely as my mouth moves to his neck, placing hot kisses along his skin.

“Jesus, Dec,” he murmurs, letting out a groan as I speed up my strokes. “Fuck…please, I need you.”

Those words are all it ever takes for me to give in. Letting go of his cock, I glance around at our surroundings before directing Heath toward the staircase. “Here. Brace yourself. Ass out, baby.”

He does as I instruct, bending over with his hands against one of the steps, his ass in the air directly in front of me.

I come up behind him and shove his jeans down around his thighs, revealing the creamy white skin of his gorgeous ass. Digging in my back pocket, I pull out my wallet and retrieve a single-use package of lube. Then I unfasten my jeans and get my hard, pulsing cock out.

Knowing that Heath loves to feel the burn, I don’t bother with much prep. I quickly apply some of the lube to his hole before slicking up my cock and moving closer behind