Fall To Pieces(62)

“Exactly. What the hell? As in, what the hell are you bitching and moaning about? You’ve clearly stated how easy you have it, so just suck it up, dude, and study,” I said quietly.

“And by the way,” I added. “For future reference, it’s not called babysitting if the child is yours.

I’m her father, Derek, and taking care of my own baby is not called babysitting, it’s called parenting.”

Derek waved a hand at me. “Dude, you are so fucking touchy. If I hadn’t seen Lee pop her out with my own two eyes, I would swear you grew a vagina and gave birth to Hope, yourself.”

“Don’t say the F-word around my daughter,” I warned.

Sitting down at the table, I pulled Hope’s bottle from her mouth and set it aside.

She immediately started to cry and scrunch up.

“You gotta slow down, baby girl,” I soothed. “Shh. Daddy’s got you.”

Setting her on my knee, I leaned her against one hand and patted her back with the other.

Hope answered with a loud burp.

“That’s my girl,” I praised, shaking my leg a little and she let out another loud, milky burp.

I grinned like an idiot.

It was incredible how something as small as getting Hope’s wind up, gave me such satisfaction.

I couldn’t help but lean down and kiss her curly hair. She was so adorable with that milky-filled, sleepy look.

She yawned widely and began to doze off in my arms.

Tucking her against my chest, I looked up and caught Derek’s baffled gaze.

“What?” I asked a little defensively.

Derek held up a finger towards me. “Firstly, she’s like six weeks old. She doesn’t have a clue what ‘fuck’ means.”

“Derek,” I warned.

Ignoring me, he held up a second finger. “And secondly, I can’t figure out who has you whipped more, Lee, or Hope?”

The front door banged loudly, and I winced.

Thankfully, Hope was good with noise. She hardly stirred in my arms.

“Hey,” Cam said strolling into the kitchen, looking between Derek and me, before settling her attention on Hope.

“How did her checkup go?” she asked, making a beeline for my sleeping baby.

“Great, she’s perfect” I muttered, standing up quickly and slipping past her to the door.

Derek beat me to the door, slipping out of the room quietly.

Cam couldn’t help herself, she’d wake Hope up for a kiss and a cuddle every time she visited, and Lee and I’d be left with a very cranky, overtired baby.

“I’m just about to put her down for the night.”

“Fine,” Cam huffed. “But you can’t hog her forever, Kyle.”

“Can’t I,” I muttered before leaving the room.





*****





Switching on the baby monitor in Lee’s room, I tucked Hope in, before pulling out the door, leaving it cracked slightly.

I couldn’t keep the grin off my face as I slipped inside the bathroom quietly.

The sight of Lee’s naked body, all soaped up, caused my dick to harden so much it was painful.

“Is she okay?” Lee asked, sitting up in the tub, revealing those amazing breasts of hers.

“Fed, changed and sleeping like a baby,” I replied, pulling my shirt over my head as I walked over to her.

I watched her watch me.

Her nipples hardened. My cock twitched. I wanted her so bad. Needed to be in her, buried inside her warmth, so deep I’d never resurface.

My desire for this tiny woman, was limitless.

She sucked me deeper with every breath she took.

“Is it time I repeated the question?” I asked, crouching next to the tub.

“Not yet,” she teased.

“You drive me fucking crazy,” I growled, dipping my hand under the water and running it up her thigh.

“Likewise,” she sighed, spreading her legs wide for me, signaling the green light I’d been waiting forever, for.

“I love you,” I whispered, brushing my fingers over the lips of her sex.

I watched her eyes flutter closed; her head fell back against the tub.

“I love you more,” she breathed, as I slipped a finger inside her folds to touch her heat.

Her back arched, as I rubbed the pad of my thumb over her clit in a slow rhythmic circle, sliding in and out slowly.

I hoped like hell this was okay for her, because I was about to combust with need.

Her mouth fell open, a low moan of arousal escaped.

“Marry me,” I whispered, pressing my thumb harder against her tender bulb of nerves, slipping another finger inside her pussy.

I leaned over and took a hardened nipple into my mouth, teasing the puckered bud with my tongue, before rolling it between my teeth.

“Oh god. Yes, don’t stop,” Lee cried, bucking and clawing at my back as she tried to pull me into the tub with her.