Hot Single Dad(18)

“The sand gets everywhere.”

“It does. There’s usually half a beach at the bottom of the tub when I give the kids a bath here.”

“Never mind them. I think I have sand everywhere.”

“I’ll have to give you a bath, too.”

He looks at me and I melt inside. I haven’t gotten used to those looks, to how he wants me, to this being reality when it was only a dream before.

“I can’t wait for that.”

“Me, either. Or for what happens after that.”

“What happens after that?” Of course I could guess, but I want him to tell me.

“I have to check you all over, slowly and very, very carefully, with my tongue to make sure I got all the sand out.”

He glances over at the kids, preoccupied with their task. “I’ll have to check you here.” He runs his fingers over my nipples, which spring to attention beneath my bikini top. “And here.” His fingers delve inside the fabric of my bikini bottom and caresses my folds, already wet from his teasing.

I look up from where his fingers disappeared and he’s gazing at me intently. “I want you so ready to be fucked after your bath, you’ll beg for my cock.”

In truth, I feel like begging now. But I just gasp and feel the loss as he removes his fingers and puts them to his mouth and makes a show of licking them. “Best picnic ever.”

And then he pulls me onto his lap and gives me gentle kisses as we finish our picnic. When the kids come back with a bucket full of “treasure,” I am still sitting there. I make as if to slip off his lap, but he holds me tight on one knee and soothes me by kissing my hair.

“Daddy, are you giving Holly a hug because she hurt herself?” Katie asks.

“No, just because I want to give her a hug.”

“Can I get a hug too?” Katie throws herself down on his other knee, and he holds her tight.

“Me, too.” Jack sits down on my lap and I give him a hug. Then Reid reaches out and wraps his big arms around all of us.

“We made a big giant hug,” Jack says. “The biggest, giantest hug in the world.”

“We did,” Reid says and laughs.

I could stay like that forever, but Jack and Katie have had enough hugging. They are up off our laps in no time and Jack asks, “Is it time to build our sandcastles?”

Reid makes a big show of looking at his watch. “Oh yes, it will be sandcastle o’clock in exactly 5 minutes, after we’ve cleared away the picnic things. Help Holly and me take the dishes inside and then it will be time.”

*

After creating our castles as big as we can, we declare Jack and Katie joint winners of the castle contest, so they each get to decorate theirs with the shells and pebbles.

Katie wants Frozen as her movie again. Jack says he wants something hotter and opts for Madagascar.

“I want something hotter too,” Reid whispers in my ear, “but it’s got nothing to do with movies.”

We all snuggle up on the couch after the kids are bathed and watch Madagascar. Before the movie has ended, both of them are fast asleep, and we carry one twin each to their beds and tuck them in.

“Now that bath I promised you; I’m going to run it now,” Reid says.

I take off my clothes and put on a robe while he fills the bathtub. It’s cooler now after the heat of the day, just right for a warm bath.

“It’s ready,” he calls through to the bedroom.

I have to laugh when I get to the bathroom. He’s already sitting in the bathtub, a toy duck floating on the surface along with the bubbles.

“You didn’t think I’d let you go in the water alone, did you?” He grins up at me. “It’s very dangerous going in the water without an adult. Katie will tell you that.”

I take off my robe and get in with him, nestling in his arms. “It’s very cozy for two above the age of five.”

“I knew there was something wrong with this house. I just found the one design flaw it has.”

“Then again, who said cozy was bad?” I giggle, feeling how hard he is against me. “When you said it was ready, I thought you meant the bath water.”

“I’m always ready for you. I’ve had to try and get my mind off you in your bikini and shorts all day.”

“Do you want me to put them on again?”

He soaps up a sponge and runs it over my arms and chest, the soap suds making a trail over my breasts. “No. I like you just as you are, your naked ass against my cock.”

“You have a wonderful way with words, and other things.”

We lie snuggling in the warm water a few minutes, too lazy to move. And then he says, “Stand up a moment and I’ll wash the rest of you.”