hips, and I want nothing more than to lick his delicious body all over. Holy shit. I swear he continues to get sexier every day, while I feel fat as hell.
"Doll, go into the living room. We will be done soon. Put your feet up and relax."
He walks over to me, gives me a kiss, grabs my ass and squeezes. He whispers in my ear that he loves me, but to get out of the kitchen. I give him the one finger salute, and make my way to the couch with Braxton. Turning the TV on low, I watch the news while getting ready to feed Brax.
I don't even really pay attention to the TV; I just hum to Brax, and wait for him to finish eating. Once he's done, I burp him, and rock him awhile. His eyes close instantly, and I can't help but smile at this handsome little boy.
Ten minutes later, the boys come into the living room, carrying plates. They both set them on the coffee table, and come to sit on the couch with me.
"Momma," Sev whispers. "We broughted you beakfist."
I love these boys so much. Remy grabs a cup from Brant, and brings it to me.
"Here momma, I bringed you juicy."
I smile, and reach for the cup. He hands it over, and it almost spills. Luckily, Brant saves the cup from falling, and sets it on the table as well.
Brant hands me a plate full of food, and gently takes Brax from my arms. Watching him place Brax in the swing makes my heart flutter. He's so good with the boys. It makes me regret keeping the boys from him for almost three years. I wish I had made better decisions when it comes to them. Our gazes meet, and he shakes his head. He knows me too well. He can always tell what I’m thinking.
This time, I'm gonna do things right. After Brant got shot last year, we made a pact to never lie about anything. He tells me what I need to know when it comes to club business, and I always keep him in the loop on the home front. As hard as it is to hear some of the stuff that he does for the club, I'm glad he doesn't keep me in the dark anymore. Sure, I still worry about him, but I know he's doing it to protect our family and the club.
I look over at Brant, and he has a huge smile on his face. He's up to something; I just don't know what it is.
The boys are happily chatting about anything and everything they can think of.
"Daddy, when we give momma presents?" Sev asks, with great enthusiasm.
I can't help but smile at my boys. They are always taking care of me.
"Once we're done eating," Brant says with a sly grin.
Remy and Sev both say they’re done, and take their plastic cartoon plates to the kitchen.
Brant leans over to me, and kisses me on the lips. He tastes like syrup and butter, and I want nothing more than to devour his mouth with mine.
"Soon, doll," he whispers against my lips.
Looking into his eyes, I know I'm definitely gonna get what I want today. Brantley. It’s been way too long.
The boys come running back into the room with presents. When they reach us, they both say "Eww!"
One day, the roles are going to be reversed, and I will want to beat some little hussy's ass for going near them.
"Here, Mommy!" Remy says, shoving the gift at me.
I take it from him, and he gets the same cute smile on his face that Brantley gets when he's up to something.
I unwrap the present, and open the box.
I gasp at what's inside.
Looking up at Brantley, he has a smug smile on his face. He takes it out of the box, and wraps it around my wrist.
Once it's fastened, I look at all the charms hanging from my wrist. Remington, Severye, and Braxton each have their own charm with their names and birthdays stamped into them. There is a charm of a doll, a skull, and a heart in between each of the boys' names. This is probably the most precious thing someone has ever given me. Well, besides Brantley giving me the boys, of course.
I can't help the tears that well up in my eyes. "Do you wike it Mommy?" Remy asks.
All I can do is nod my head. "Yeah, baby, I love it." I whisper.
"My turn, my turn!" Sev states, as he brings me his
"Doll, go into the living room. We will be done soon. Put your feet up and relax."
He walks over to me, gives me a kiss, grabs my ass and squeezes. He whispers in my ear that he loves me, but to get out of the kitchen. I give him the one finger salute, and make my way to the couch with Braxton. Turning the TV on low, I watch the news while getting ready to feed Brax.
I don't even really pay attention to the TV; I just hum to Brax, and wait for him to finish eating. Once he's done, I burp him, and rock him awhile. His eyes close instantly, and I can't help but smile at this handsome little boy.
Ten minutes later, the boys come into the living room, carrying plates. They both set them on the coffee table, and come to sit on the couch with me.
"Momma," Sev whispers. "We broughted you beakfist."
I love these boys so much. Remy grabs a cup from Brant, and brings it to me.
"Here momma, I bringed you juicy."
I smile, and reach for the cup. He hands it over, and it almost spills. Luckily, Brant saves the cup from falling, and sets it on the table as well.
Brant hands me a plate full of food, and gently takes Brax from my arms. Watching him place Brax in the swing makes my heart flutter. He's so good with the boys. It makes me regret keeping the boys from him for almost three years. I wish I had made better decisions when it comes to them. Our gazes meet, and he shakes his head. He knows me too well. He can always tell what I’m thinking.
This time, I'm gonna do things right. After Brant got shot last year, we made a pact to never lie about anything. He tells me what I need to know when it comes to club business, and I always keep him in the loop on the home front. As hard as it is to hear some of the stuff that he does for the club, I'm glad he doesn't keep me in the dark anymore. Sure, I still worry about him, but I know he's doing it to protect our family and the club.
I look over at Brant, and he has a huge smile on his face. He's up to something; I just don't know what it is.
The boys are happily chatting about anything and everything they can think of.
"Daddy, when we give momma presents?" Sev asks, with great enthusiasm.
I can't help but smile at my boys. They are always taking care of me.
"Once we're done eating," Brant says with a sly grin.
Remy and Sev both say they’re done, and take their plastic cartoon plates to the kitchen.
Brant leans over to me, and kisses me on the lips. He tastes like syrup and butter, and I want nothing more than to devour his mouth with mine.
"Soon, doll," he whispers against my lips.
Looking into his eyes, I know I'm definitely gonna get what I want today. Brantley. It’s been way too long.
The boys come running back into the room with presents. When they reach us, they both say "Eww!"
One day, the roles are going to be reversed, and I will want to beat some little hussy's ass for going near them.
"Here, Mommy!" Remy says, shoving the gift at me.
I take it from him, and he gets the same cute smile on his face that Brantley gets when he's up to something.
I unwrap the present, and open the box.
I gasp at what's inside.
Looking up at Brantley, he has a smug smile on his face. He takes it out of the box, and wraps it around my wrist.
Once it's fastened, I look at all the charms hanging from my wrist. Remington, Severye, and Braxton each have their own charm with their names and birthdays stamped into them. There is a charm of a doll, a skull, and a heart in between each of the boys' names. This is probably the most precious thing someone has ever given me. Well, besides Brantley giving me the boys, of course.
I can't help the tears that well up in my eyes. "Do you wike it Mommy?" Remy asks.
All I can do is nod my head. "Yeah, baby, I love it." I whisper.
"My turn, my turn!" Sev states, as he brings me his
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