Raging Love (25 page)

As we approached the house, we saw Noah and Bella on one of the golf carts. He knew the rules and how fast he was allowed to go
, so when I saw them flying past us, I got a little ticked. I slammed on the brakes to our cart and whistled through my two fingers. Noah’s golf cart came to an abrupt halt. “Noah Shelton Mitchell! Get your little butt in the house right now!” I ordered.

My son’s face turned bright red as he passed us. He refused to look our way. Ty covered his mouth to hide his laughter. Bella looked scared to death. When they got ahead of us, I followed the two of them to the house. Noah jumped off the golf cart and started to run in the house. “Get down here boy!”

I rarely had to raise my voice, so he knew he was in trouble. He looked down at the ground. “Do you know why you are in trouble?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Noah, if you aren’t allowed to ride that fast alone, why would you do it with Bella?” I asked.

“Because she told me to,” he answered sadly.

I glanced over at Bella, who was ducking behind her daddy. Ty knelt down on the ground. I could tell he was trying so hard not to laugh. “Iz, did you tell him to go faster?”

She nodded her head up and down. Ty was a sucker. He bent over and kissed her on the forehead. “Don’t do that again
,
Sweetie. You both could have gotten hurt and if something happened to you Daddy and Mommy would be so sad.”

“Okay, Daddy.”

“Go in the house with Noah. Me and Uncle Colt will be right in.” Bella listened to her father and walked right into the house. We could hear them talking as soon as they got out of our sights.

“Sorry about that.”

“Yeah, she is her mother’s child I see.” I joked.

“Ha ha,
douche bag
. I get it. You are saying my daughter moves fast like her mother aren’t you?”

As funny as that was, it was not what I meant. “No, asshole. I mean she is ornery like her mother. Jesus, why would I say that about a four year old?”

Ty shook his head. “Shit! Sorry.
You know that when it comes to Izzy, I get all overprotective.
”

“And Miranda,” I added.

“Duh! It’s my job.”

We headed into the house and alre
ady I could smell that Savanna h
ad something good cooking. The smell of cinnamon and something else filled my nostrils. I ignored whatever Ty was saying behind me as I made my way into the kitchen. Savanna was bent over the oven. I reached down and grabbed her hips pulling her into me just enough to catch her attention. “What are you doing?” She asked startled.

“What are you makin’ that smells so darn good?”

“Miranda and I are making pumpkin rolls. I mix and bake and she spreads and rolls.”

The room filled with mine and Ty’s laughter, while both girls stood there looking like they had no idea what was going on.

Savanna put her hands on her hips, her little belly
protruding
. “What the heck is so funny?”

I looked over and Ty, who literally had tears rolling down his face he was laughing so hard. “Darlin’ you just said that Miranda spreads and rolls. Do you get it?”

Miranda put her hand over her mouth and began laughing with us. Ty walked over to her and kissed her on the cheek. “She is so good at it too.”

Savanna rolled her eyes. “You guys are so stupid. You know what I meant. If you want any of these treats you better get your asses out of my kitchen.”

She took the oven mitt
and swatted it at Ty. “Get out smartass!”

I followed behind Ty trying to avoid the preg
nant woman swatting the oven mitt
. Ty walked upstairs toward the sound of the kids laughing. When we got into the hallway, we peeked inside the playroom door. Noah and Bella had put one of Savanna’s sexy nighties on the dog. Ty walked in the room and sat down with them calmly. “What are you two doing to Sam?”

“Playing dress-up
, D
addy,” Bella answered her father.

Ty tugged on the lace outfit. “Where did you guys find this cool outfit?”

“It was in my mom’s drawer. We wanted to find something pretty because Sam is a girl,” he explained.

I hadn’t heard her walking up behind me, but I heard Savanna gasp and turned around. Her face was already as red as a beet. “Oh my God! Noah, where did you get this?” She walked toward the dog and tried to hid
e
the outfit with her body.

Even though Savanna thought she was morbidly obese, she actually didn’t even look pregnant from the back. Her body had stayed small, all except for her belly. So, the fact that she was standing in front of us trying to block a dog, actually did nothing.

Ty took complete advantage of her embarrassment. “We can still see it.”

She looked at me like I was somehow responsible for all of it. “Are you just going to stand there and let this happen?”

I shook my head and laughed at her. When she started to get mad, I pulled her into my arms. “Darlin’ they are just playin’. They have no idea what the outfit is for. Just let them play.”

She leaned into my chest and
gritted
her teeth when she talked. “I don’t want Ty seeing my underwear.”

Unfortunately
, Ty heard her. “
Don’t get your panties in a bunch. I have no interest in your underwear
,
Sweet Cheeks.”

She walked out of the room throwing her hands in the air. “Whatever!”

I leaned down to Noah. “Next time just ask Mommy first. There are some things that are too expensive to be puttin’ on the dog.”

“Yes, sir.”

We left the kids in the playroom and went back downstairs. The women were sitting at the kitchen table
. Miranda was slicing the pumpkin rolls
and I could feel my mouth watering. “I get the first slice,” I blurted out.

“
Says
who?” Savanna tested.

“Since you are carrying my child, I guess you can have the first slice.” I leaned over and wrapped my arms around my seated wife. “And also because I love you.”

She reached her hands up and touched mine. “Good answer, and I love you too.”

Conner never showed up to play cards with us. In fact he never even stopped by to say hello to Miranda, Ty, or even Bella. Obviously, I hadn’t noticed the extremity of the situation.

We all had a great night, even though Miranda never came clean about their growing surprise. I understood them wanting to wait, since they had just found out earlier in the day. There was no rush, but I knew Savanna would be thrilled. It meant so much to have our kids be close. The way that Noah and Bella played together was crazy. I knew they would always be close.

We called it a night around midnight. The kids had conked out in Noah’s room and we insisted that Bel
la just stay the night. After they had taken an
hour long
bubble bath, the kids
had
put on their pajamas and settled down to a Disney movie. Within fifteen minutes they were both sound asleep. Of course, it took
Ty
and I a good twenty minutes to clean up the bathroom floor.  Even with three feet of bubbles, we knew they
couldn’t
get baths together much longer.

We called Aunt Karen and told her not to worry about taking the kids for the night.

I started thinking about when I was a kid. I clearly
remember
a time when Ty and Miranda got a bath together. They were probably two or three
years old and his parents and my parents went out while Aunt Karen babysat.
Ty and Miranda
probably
had no idea about it.

Once they headed to the main house, I climbed up the steps and slid into bed with my wife. She was reading one of those what to expect books. She looked so cute with her little belly under the covers. Her little book was resting on her stomach. I laid my head across it, pushing the book out of the way. My fingers slowly removed her blankets and shirt, revealing her bare skin. I pressed my lips on her stomach. “Daddy loves you, little one.”

Every night I would talk to my baby, even if Savanna had already fallen asleep.  I loved to feel the little one moving around and kicking at me. Noah still got excited when the baby would kick while he was around. He would start laughing and carrying on.  I knew he was going to be a good big brother because he was already a great son. Even though I missed out on a lot of his life, I knew we had so much to look forward to.  Savanna had given me the family I wanted us to have. She made life worth living and could never know the extent of my love for her.

Chapter 20

Savanna

We woke up to two little kids crying. Apparently they woke up and started jumping on Noah’s train bed. From the force of both of them jumping at the same time, one of the bedrails came loose and it sent them tumbling on top of each other. Noah had a big knot on his forehead and Bella was holding her elbow. In only a pair of boxer shorts, Colt carried the kids to the kitchen and gave them both bags of ice for their injuries.

He came back up to bed stating that they were settled down and watching cartoons. I heard him turning on the shower and looked over at the clock. It was only seven in the morning and breakfast at Colt’s mother’s house wasn’t until nine.

Through the crack in the bathroom door, I could see my husband taking off his boxers and walking in to the shower.
He closed the door behind him, but I could still see him through the glass. The water ran down his face and he
leaned forw
ard against the shower wall. His
perfectly sculpted body looked so hot soaking wet. I just stood there staring at him
for
the longest time.

I don’t know whether he sensed me, or it was just a natural reaction to look out, but he turned and caught my eyes with his. A half smile came across his face as he bit down on his lip. He never moved. “You goin’ to just stand there or come in here and join me Darlin’?”

Feeling a bit sexy for being caught watching him
, I pulled my shirt over my head as I approached the bathroom. While still walking toward him, I shimmied out of my panties. He turned around and opened the shower door, with his arms open to greet me. Just to be safe, I reached back and locked the bathroom door. I’d rather them knock for a second than walk in and see us naked.

Colt
’s
wet arms pulled me into his chest. H
is
scruffy face tickled as his lips brushed against mine. Wet fingers traced over my big belly. I turned my body around and rested my back against his chest. Colt took both hands and held onto my baby bump while his tongue played with my neck and my ear.

He nibbled on my shoulder and I moved my head to the side, so he could have nothing in his way.
“I love you.”

The vibration of his voice sent chills between my legs. I turned my body around and nestled my head under his chin. My hands played with the water on his chest. I grabbed his body wash and starting washing his chest,
taking my time with each nipple. I pushed him against the shower wall as far as he could go. He traced his fingers over my ass cheeks before squeezing them in his big hands. A small cry escaped from my mouth.

“I want you,” I whispered.

Colt walked forward, causing me to walk backwards until I hit the shower wall behind me, with his hands still on my ass. He kissed my lips before sinking down to kiss the skin between my breasts. He kissed my belly before reaching his final destination. His hot tongue wasted no time stroking against my wet sex. I closed my eyes, since I couldn’t see past the baby bump, and tried to focus on what his tongue was doing. My hands naturally brushed through his dark hair, grabbing a bunch and not letting go. I used my hold on his hair to direct his face. As I did it, I heard a deep groan coming from between my legs. The vibration of Colt’s voice added to the electric sensations moving through my body. My legs began to feel weak, but Colt steadied me, by spreading my legs open further and holding
me on my inner thighs. He pushed all of the shampoo forcefully off of the small bench seat and brought one of my legs up to sit on it, before burying himself between my legs again. I reached up and grabbed the top of the frame to the shower door, holding on while my body began to convulse with pleas
ure. Colt’s
mouth lingered as his
tongue played with my exhausted nub. Small shrills hit me every time he did it.

When he finally stood back up, my hands instantly found his hard cock. He stood in front of me, positioning it between my legs, while he stood there kissing me. My slippery hand began stroking it. I lathered my other hand up and used it to stroke faster. This time it was Colt falling back against the shower wall. I pressed one hand against his chest holding him still while the other worked to stimulate his rock hard cock.  He could barely manage words to speak. “Not like….not like this Savanna. I want you Darlin’, please.” More low moans escaped from Colt’s mouth as he closed his eyes and enjoyed how my hand was making him feel. He pulled my face up to his. “I want you so bad.”