The Wanted Short Stories(27)
Author: Kelly Elliott

“Bandpa, are you riding with us?”

“I figured you’d like to spend some time with your dad since you haven’t seen him for a few days.”

“I’d like to spend time with both of y’all,” Luke said.

My heart soared. Whatever Ari and I were doing with our kids, we were somehow doing it right. I took a deep breath in and tried to contain my crazy emotions as I walked into the barn. When I saw the smile on my son’s face as he looked at me, my whole world stopped, and I took this moment in.

Moments like this just brought me back to the day when I’d known my life would never be the same. It was the day I’d sat under an oak tree, and the love of my life had saved me.

The End

Faithful Short Story

Josh and I made our way up the stairs, stepping oh-so quietly. Will and Libby had been sleeping for over two hours, and I had been in pure heaven. The house had been so quiet that we just sat on the sofa and took it in while we massaged each other’s shoulders, backs, and feet. Then, Josh had gotten the idea of heading upstairs for some much-needed us time. I was a bit pissed that we had wasted over two hours sitting on the sofa before one of us thought of it.

We walked into our bedroom, and Josh turned on the upstairs monitor.

I quickly stripped out of my clothes and jumped into bed. Josh quickly began undressing.

“Fast. We have to go fast. They’ve been asleep for far too long,” I said.

Josh nodded his head and began kissing my breasts. He moved his lips up my neck, and I let out a soft moan. When I felt him pushing against me, I spread my legs open wider. The moment I felt his heat inside me I about came.

“Josh,” I whispered.

I gently moved my fingertips up and down his back as he slowly and passionately made love to me.

“Heaven,” Josh said as he pushed in deeper.

“Yes.”

Then, we heard something. We both instantly stopped moving and snapped our heads over to the monitor.

“Oh God, Will is up!” I said as I watched Will sitting up in his bed.

One quick glance at Libby’s bed showed that she was still sleeping.

Josh and I quickly looked back at each other.

“Move! Josh, go!”

Josh began moving in and out faster. As much as I wanted him to take it slow, I knew we had a limited amount of time now that Will was up. Soon, he would start calling out Libby’s name to wake her up.

“Harder!”

“Jesus, Heather. Faster, harder—I’m trying, damn it. I just wanted to enjoy you.”

I shook my head. “I know, I know! God, it feels good. I’m sorry, baby, but hurry.”

Josh grabbed my hips and began moving faster and harder.

With each thrust, he said, “They. Can. Wait. A. Few. Minutes.”

“Oh God, Josh, I’m so close.”

“Heather, I’m going to come.”

“No, wait!”

And just like that, it was over.

As soon as Josh collapsed on top of me, Will started calling out, “Libby! Libby!”

I closed my eyes and wanted to cry. I hadn’t had an orgasm the last three times we had sex. I was long overdue for one. I opened my eyes, and I watched Josh jump up from the bed, and he started getting dressed.

I got up on my elbows and frowned at him. “What happened to letting them wait for a few minutes? I need relief, too.”

Josh gave me that crooked smile of his, and I fell back onto the bed and pouted. He walked up to the edge of the bed and opened the drawer in the side table.

He reached in for the vibrator. “Is this what you want?”

I jutted out my bottom lip and shook my head. “I wanted to come with you inside me.”

“Wibby! Wibby, get up!”

I looked at Will jumping up and down in his bed.

Turning back to Josh, I smiled. “That’ll do. Hurry! The little monster knows how to open the bedroom door.”

Josh quickly began moving the vibrator in and out. He sat down next to me, and the moment he put his mouth on my nipple, I lost it. I didn’t mean to call out so loudly when my orgasm hit me, but I did.

Will must have heard me because my orgasm was cut short when he yelled, “Mommy! Mommy!”

I opened my eyes and looked at Josh, who was attempting to hold back his laughter.

“Baby, I promise to take care of you tonight.”

I pushed his hands away and got up. I quickly got dressed and began stomping out of the bedroom. I turned and looked at him. “Three. I want three orgasms tonight.”

Josh’s eyes lit up, and he nodded his head. “You got it, baby. Three it is.”

I smiled as I turned and headed downstairs. When I opened the door to the twins’ room, Will was sitting on Libby’s bed, holding her hand. My heart melted. Libby had Will wrapped around her little finger. He was fiercely protective of her, and he had already gotten into a scrape with Luke when he pushed her.

I smiled as Will looked at me and grinned. He held his fingers up to his mouth as if he was trying to tell me to be quiet.

“Wibby is sweeping, Mommy.”

I nodded my head and stuck out my hand. He jumped down from his bed and walked toward me. Getting to spend one-on-one time with just one of the twins would be a rare treat.

As I was heading out the door with Will, he stopped, turned, and let out the loudest scream I’d ever heard.

“Wibby! Wake up!”

My mouth dropped open, and Libby immediately sat up and began crying. Josh walked past me and quickly scooped her up into his arms. He couldn’t stand to hear her cry or know she was scared.

I couldn’t help but grin as she instantly stopped crying the moment Josh had picked her up.

I barely heard her say, “Daddy.”

Josh walked around with her for a few seconds while I changed Will.

I glanced back at Josh and said, “Do we try again?”

Josh let out a sigh and nodded his head as he set Libby down. “Come on, y’all. Let’s try to go potty.”

Libby went screaming down the hallway. Will started to drop his drawers in the hallway, and he was about to pee on the wall.

“No, Will!” Josh and I both yelled out, scaring him.

The second I saw the lip pout, I knew we were done for.

Josh and I quickly dropped down on the floor and began trying to make him giggle.

That was when I heard a crash.

“Mommy…” Libby said in a hushed voice.

I fell back onto my butt and let out a long sigh as I dropped my head into my hands.

Josh stood up and headed toward the living room. “We will survive this, Princess. We will survive.”