- Of course I don't hate you, Mom. – Missy smiled tenderly, taking a step forward to approach her, in which Logan accompanied her, as always making her feel supported and protected – Why do you think your opinions matter so much to me? I love you. – Her smile widened, while Victoria's face became even more perplexed – I know I haven't said this to you much, especially since Dad died, but… I really love you, Mom. And that's why I wish you could review the way you treat me. So that we can get closer. And so that you can be part of your grandchildren's lives. I may not know what made you decide to try to change your behavior, but I want you to know that nothing could make me happier, especially today. – She exchanged a significant look with Logan, who seemed sincerely happy for her – So, thank you very much for being willing to change, Mom. It means a lot to me. Because it shows you care about me.- Of course I care about you. – Victoria, who until that moment had been with her jaw wide
She watched, already dripping with desire between her legs, as his eyes grew even darker, almost fierce, with desire, and with those big, agile hands he deftly undid the short row of buttons down her back, before moving all the light, flowing fabric off her body, leaving her with only the tiny lingerie underneath.- Christ… – Logan gasped in a whisper, licking his lips hungrily as he ran his eyes over his almost completely exposed skin – Where did those little rags come from? I thought you already used them all...- I know. Missy knelt on the bed, letting him have a view of the semi-transparent blue lace bra and the set of thin elastic straps that led down to the satin white fabric of the thong panties, which she knew perfectly well didn't cover anything else. it was made to cover up – But Cinderella has always been one of my favorite princesses. So I decided to save her lingerie for a special occasion. Missy smiled coquettishly and, seeing that he was still petrified, in front of her
Hours later, a warm sensation of pleasure in her breasts slowly woke her, gradually making her aware of the heat touching part of her arm, the warm, soft sensation of ache between her legs, and the warm wetness enveloping her nipple, which she lingered on. a few seconds to realize that he was being sucked. Opening a very happy smile, Missy slowly lifted her eyelids, letting out a small moan when she saw Logan's hands and mouth on her breasts, massaging and caressing them with a mixture of softness and voluptuousness. At the sound of her moan, however, he lifted his head, smirking when her eyes met.- Good morning, Mrs. Knight. – He greeted her, dragging himself to her so he could caress her face-Tired?- Quite the contrary, Mr. Knight. – she stretched, satisfied, enjoying the rays of sun that spilled over the bed through the cracks in the curtain that covered the windows nearby – From now on, I want this to become my official alarm clock. It made me feel…” She gasped when he touched h
- They're so cute...Smiling with pride, Logan looked down at the tiny face of the precious little baby that slept in his arms, as well as Eleanor, who, lifted in her father's arms in front of the armchair where her uncle was sitting, seemed absolutely fascinated by her cousins. Placing an extremely gentle kiss on top of his son's chestnut-covered head, Logan turned his face to look at his wife, lying in the hospital bed still looking exhausted but also beautiful and beaming with joy as she lovingly held their other son against her chest. the breast, watching it feed hungrily.- Tristan really inherited the family's appetite, didn't he? - Gwyneth, who was sitting on the other side of Missy, stroked her grandson's forehead with the tips of her fingers, trying in vain to organize the small ruffled tuft of black hair that was close to his hazel eyes and bleary, but that still seemed to be linger on your mother from time to time. Which Logan understood perfectly.He also had a lot of trou
-Oh, no... - Missy lamented, distressed, quickly extending each of her arms towards her husband and sister, while she asked - Give them to me here.Without any hesitation, Megan did as she was told, carefully placing one of the babies back in the nest of Missy's arms. Logan, however, after snuggling Jonathan next to his brother, around one of Missy's arms, also put his arms around her, hugging the three of them in order to provide extra support to his wife, while she held and soothed their two children. And it was with a sigh filled with wonder, love and pride, that Logan watched her calmly cradle the crying little boys, who didn't take long to calm down at the sound of their mother's voice, quickly returning to relax and doze off in her lap.- Impressive. Megan praised, her mouth in a perfect round shape in surprise.- His voice soothes them. Just like she used to soothe them when they got fussy in her belly. - Logan recalled, smiling at Missy, while resting his cheek against her hai
Maybe he was still locked in her apartment, suffering from being away from her, trying to convince himself that love was the worst thing that could have happened to him and that he had to fight that feeling building in his chest.Perhaps his children never had the chance to exist.Perhaps he and Missy would have lived the rest of their lives without knowing what that sublime feeling was and that they found each other.Which was why he smiled at Megan before she could close the bag completely.- Would you like to draw the tarot for the boys? – Logan asked, leaving everyone in the room shocked – I know it would mean a lot to you.- You... Do you want me to read the tarot to your children? - Megan spent a second completely perplexed, blinking a few times before gasping - Who are you and what did you do with Logan Knight?- I'm the man who didn't listen to you once and because of that he made many mistakes. – He laughed softly, feeling Missy's gaze on her face, also amazed – Or maybe, tha
Missy wasn't sure what had woken her up.Maybe it was the cool breeze outside, coming in through the half-open window. Perhaps it was her husband's strong, warm body pressed against her. Or maybe the baby monitor had made some random sound that had woken her up...Damn it, who was she trying to kid? She knew very well what had woken her up: frustration.She missed sex. Much. Almost maddeningly, in fact.Twisting around in his muscular arms until she was face to face with him, Missy stared at the man she loved with a mixture of irritation and despair. Logan was still sound asleep, his arms tight around her waist, his chest bare and his pajama bottoms hanging just below the V-shaped path of his crotch... And for a minute, she actually considered attacking- it right there. How long would it take for him to wake up, when she started pulling his pants down just enough to free his cock and then place it in her eager pussy? Probably not much. But she could at least enjoy a little while befor
- Oh, Missy... - To his total disappointment, Logan just laughed affectionately, quickly putting that subject aside right after - Since you three will still be here for a while, how about I go down and make our coffee in the morning? – he winked seductively at her, getting up – I'll take care of you later...- Takes care? Missy gasped, her eyes bright with hope.- Making eggs Benedict, knowing they're your favorite, for breakfast could be considered caring, right? – He opened a sheepish smile, making her expression fall immediately – Come on, don't be like that… – he consoled her, caressing her chin affectionately – We'll talk better downstairs, okay? - With that muttered request and another chaste kiss on her cheek, Logan turned his back and left the room, leaving her alone with her babies and her frustration.As expected, the boys took a little longer to be satisfied, however, when they were finally not only fed, but had burped and were properly asleep, Missy comfortably laid her ch