Until Lilly

“Sorry.” I try not to smile. Cash can do no wrong, including her hair apparently. “Can I get a kiss before you leave?” I ask, and she belligerently climbs up onto the bed and gives me a kiss before jumping right back off the bed, leaving the room.

“You’re awake?” Cash says, coming into the room.

“Yeah, Ashlyn was just in here,” I tell him, getting up on my elbow.

“I wanted you to sleep,” he grumbles, saying something else under his breath. He makes his way to me. His hands come down on each side of me on the bed. “You’re going to go back to sleep.” He kisses me, punctuating each word. “And when I get back, I’m going to climb back into bed with you.” He runs his nose down my neck.

“Sounds good,” I breathe, feeling my ni**les get hard and between my legs dampening.

“Daddy, are we weabing?” Jax yells into the room before jumping up onto the bed. His presence is like a bucket of ice water on my libido.

“We are leaving, little dude,” Cash says, standing. I sit all the way up; Jax jumps twice before plopping down on top of me, and his little hands come to my face.

“We’re habing a sleep over with Grandma,” he tells me, his tiny face titling back and forth, studying me.

“I heard; that sounds like fun,” I tell him, running my hand down his soft hair. I have no idea how his mom can stand to be away from him.

“Daddy said that we’re going to Awaska.”

“We are,” I tell him, looking up at Cash. I can’t wait to see my parents. I miss them so much, and I know that Ashlyn does too. Jax has been chatting with my dad whenever we’re able to Skype, and my dad has made Jax excited to come visit. I can’t wait to introduce Cash to my parents and show him where I grew up.

“I can’t wait to see a real life beer,” he says, making me smile because I know he means bear.

“Well, next week at this time, we will be on a plane,” I tell him. He hugs me quickly, making my heart melt. He jumps off the bed, running out of the room where I can hear him yell, “We’re gonna see beers!”

Cash laughs and I turn to look at him. “I thought we weren’t going to tell them that we are going yet,” I say. We both agreed to tell the kids a couple days before we left so that we didn’t have to answer ‘are we leaving yet’ questions a hundred times a day.

“I know, but they wanted to come in and wake you, so I told them I would tell them a secret if they let you sleep.”

“That didn’t work,” I point out.

“Yeah, I got that.” He smiles, leaning down and kissing me again. “All right, I’m going to go get the hellions to Ma’s; go back to sleep,” he says, and I don’t think I will be able to go back to sleep, but I slide back down into the bed, pulling the cover up over my shoulder. He kisses me once more before walking out of the bedroom. I watch him leave, enjoying the view of his very firm ass in his Levi’s. I can hear him talking to the kids. I hear the kids yell a goodbye and I smile before calling out that I love them. When I hear the door slam, I close my eyes, and before I know it, I’m asleep. I wake slightly when I’m pulled across the bed, and I feel weight and warmth behind me. I start to lift my head. “Sleep, babe. We’re kid-free until tomorrow,” he says, and I feel him kiss the back of my head, his warmth seeping into me from behind. I snuggle deeper into him before drifting back to sleep. I wake up feeling warm. I do not want to move, but I really need to pee, so I start to scoot off the bed when I'm tugged back. “Where are you going?” Cash asks, his voice rough with sleep.

“To the bathroom,” I say, and his hand runs down my hip where his fingers squeeze in.

“Come back to bed when you’re done.” I roll out of bed, making my way to the bathroom. I make quick work of taking care of business so I can get back to Cash. Once I get back to the room, Cash is sitting up in bed, his back to the headboard, and his shirtless upper-body exposed. I crawl from the bottom of the bed, watching his eyes darken as I make my way up and straddle his waist. His hands slide up my thighs to my ass, pulling me tighter against him.

“So what are we going to do today?” I ask, leaning in to kiss the tattoo of Jax and Ashlyn’s names on his chest. Unlike his brothers, he only has a couple of tattoos. This one has his kids’ names intertwined with sharp lines and a floral vine wrapped around them, almost like it’s holding them together. His other tattoo runs down his side along his ribs, and says, ‘Experience is the hardest kind of teacher. It gives you the test first, and the lesson afterward.’ The script is swirly and looks awesome against his skin. I can’t help but get lost looking at him. His well-defined abs lead down to a deep V that I trace with my fingers.

“Did you hear me?” He chuckles, and I feel my cheeks get warm as my eyes meet his.

“What?”

“I said how about we have a naked house day?”

“A naked house day?” I repeat, studying his face.

“Yep.” His hands run up my thighs, and then under my tank top, his hands skimming my waist and over my br**sts as he pulls it off over my head. “Naked house day.” His thumbs run over my ni**les, making me arch closer to him. “The rules for naked house day are we stay naked all day, no matter what we’re doing.” His mouth covers one nipple; he pulls hard, then releases and blows a cool breath over it.

“Sounds like fun,” I moan, my hands going to his hair as he gives my other nipple the same attention. “Did you just make this up?” I ask as he rolls me over, sliding inside.

“Yep,” is all he says before I drag his mouth down to mine, wrapping my legs around him.

*~*~*

“No more!” I cry as I feel Cash come up behind me. I got away from him ten minutes ago. I thought naked house day sounded like fun this morning, but now it’s seven at night and I’m starving, my legs feel like they are going to fall off, my body is covered in love bites, and all I want to do is sleep.

“Babe, you’re naked standing in the middle of the kitchen looking sexy as hell. I can’t help it,” he says, his mouth coming to my neck.

“No more.” I jump away from him, running to the other side of the counter. “I need food,” I tell him, stepping back when I see that he looks ready to pounce.

“Okay, okay, you’re right. I need to feed you,” he says, holding his hands out in front of him.