Logan
I can’t get enough of Nadine. She’s like a soothing balm for my aching heart, and after giving her multiple orgasms, I feel like I’ve been on one hell of a ride.
I want every part of her to bear my mark, so no man dares to come close to what is mine. I trail kisses over her body as she slowly opens her eyes.
“No, not again, Logan,” she murmurs, feeling my erection pressing against her.
I can’t count the number of times I’ve had an erection just from kissing her, and each time, it leads to amazing sex-an explosion of pent-up desire finally released.
“I need to see my boy,” she whines, making her way toward the bathroom.
I smile as I watch her. I want to see my boy too, but I dream of us being a family, all under one roof. Waking up each morning with Nadine by my side, peppering her with kisses and sending her into ecstasy before I head off to work. I imagine my son jumping up and down on my bed, trying to wake us up. The picture brings a smile to my face.
Suddenly, I realize she’s out of the bathroom and dressed.
“When did you get dressed?” I asked, surprised because I was looking forward to watching her.
“Hell no, I’m not dressing in front of you. As much as I would love to enjoy that,” she says, glancing at my cock, which responds by bouncing to life again.
Nadine is going to be the death of me, I think, shaking my head.
“I want to go see my boy,” she says.
“You’re forgetting he’s my boy too,” I counters with a smile. “I’m the one you chose to have a child with.”
She shakes her head playfully and orders me to get up and get dressed. “You’ll be my driver today.”
I look at her sharply, a smile creeping onto my face. “As you wish, milady,” I say with a mock salute.
Soon, we find our way downstairs. Kayla must have made breakfast, and we walk into the dining area together.
Kayla’s face lights up with joy when she sees Nadine. “Oh my goodness, Nadine!” she exclaims, dropping what she’s doing to hug her tightly.
“Kayla, please! I can’t breathe!” Nadine cries out, and I can’t help but smile at their interaction.
“Good to see you! How’s Shawn?” Kayla asks.
“Same here, Kayla. My boy is fine,” Nadine replies.
I know Kayla has questions for Nadine, but with me here, I can tell it’s hard for her to ask.
“I’m so happy for you, Nadine,” Kayla says, looking between us. I know what she’s implying, remembering the torture I endured when Nadine left with our son.
“Thank you, Kayla. Goodness, I’m starving! I could eat a drumload of bacon and eggs right now,” Nadine says, turning to me.
I laugh as I start serving her breakfast.
The table falls into a comfortable silence as we eat.
“Gosh, I’m full,” Nadine says, taking a sip of orange juice.
After breakfast, we drive toward her apartment. “Aren’t you going to the flower shop today?” I ask.
“No,” she replies. “I want to spend time with my boy. I feel bad already for leaving him for just one night,” she adds, squeezing my hand as I keep my focus on the road.
“Thank you for being an amazing mother,” I say.
She nods slowly, relaxing in her seat.
As we walk inside, I hear a scream from my boy. “Oh my goodness, buddy! You came with Mummy!”
“Yes, boy! How are you?” I ask, lifting him into my arms.
Rosa steps closer. “Good morning, Mr. West,” she says, her smile bright. I can tell she’s happy to see Nadine and me back together.
I look around the living room and notice the flowers I’ve sent from time to time arranged beautifully. A smile spreads across my face.
Shawn looks at me, holding my cheeks with both hands. “You like my mummy?” he asks innocently.
I’m taken aback by his question, but I know I need to be honest with my son. “Yes, buddy. I love your mummy with all my heart.”
“Yes, son. Daddy loves us so much!” Nadine adds, her face beaming with joy.
My heart swells with happiness as I look at Nadine. She gives me a nod and a smile.
I turn back to my boy, and I can see the wheels turning in his head. “Daddy?” Shawn says again.
“Um-hm, yes, buddy.”
“Son, I love you so much,” I say, hugging him tightly.
“Daddy!” he calls again. Oh, this boy! What are you doing to me? Hearing him call me “Daddy” makes my heart feel like it might burst with emotion.
I turn to Nadine and mouth a silent “thank you.” I didn’t expect her to reveal things so quickly. She steps closer and kisses both of us on the head.
“Come here, little boy,” she says, stretching her hand toward Shawn. I know she wants some time with him.
“No!” he protests. “I want to be with Daddy!”
“Traitor!” she jokes, moving away from us.
Life is indeed beautiful with Nadine and Shawn by my side. I know it’s only going to get better from here on, now that I have my family with me-Nadine and Shawn.