Laces and Lace
Page 125
She was fucking scorching.
Taking her by her hips, he couldn’t take the slow movements anymore. He wanted it hard and he wanted it fast. Lifting her up by her hips, he arched up into her, thrusting into her as she panted his name, holding on to his shoulders as he took what he wanted.
Which was everything she had.
It only took a second for his balls to draw up before the lights went off and he came so hard, he was the one groaning her name. Thrusting once more, she jerked against him, her pussy squeezing him, milking him of his orgasm as they both sucked in air, trying to breathe, but both being unsuccessful. While he lowered her, his cock went deeper inside her as his mouth collided against hers. Drawing sweet, toe-curling kisses out of her, he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tight to his chest.
Parting, he kissed her nose and then both sides of her mouth before whispering, “I missed you.”
She smiled against his lips, wrapping her arms tight around his neck. Looking deep in his eyes, she said, “Welcome home, baby.”
Her mouth came back down to his, and all he could think was if this was how he was going to be welcomed home every time he left, he’d take the time apart.
As long as he got to be with her like this when he got home.
His Lacey.
Thanksgiving was tomorrow and Lacey was a complete mess.
While the last week and a half had almost been like a dream, this holiday had been the elephant in the room. She hated that she’d let her nerves of getting both families together for Thanksgiving bother her while she was on the beach with Karson, but she had. Well, she had when they weren’t having lots of sex. She didn’t know what it was, but her husband was on her like a stick was to a puck, and she had no problem reaping the benefits of it.
She loved it, actually.
But even though she was in sex heaven with her sexy, mouthwatering husband, the day was finally here, and her family would be there in a matter of hours. Her stomach was a mess and she kept telling herself that it was fine, but for some reason her stomach wasn’t listening. She was nowhere near ready for this. She still had so much to do to get ready for tomorrow and wished like hell that she and Karson could have just stayed in bed, eating turkey and watching the parade.
That would have been a good way to spend the holiday, but no such luck. Instead, she was going to have a house full of tension. Then on top of that, she was on babysitting duty for JT. How she got conned into that was beyond her, but since they’d gotten back from Florida, JT had been staying with them. He couldn’t fly yet since he might have to have one more surgery before going back home to Colorado so his mom could take care of his whining ass and they could start rehab on his leg. Until then though, Lacey was stuck with him. Not that she minded much, but that was before she realized JT ate like a horse and bitched constantly.
It was annoying.
“I’m hungry,” he complained from the stool in front of her. She was getting lunch ready since Karson would be there at any time with his family from the airport. She wanted to make sure everything was perfect, but it was hard when her toddler, aka JT, was bitching.
“I’m cooking, JT,” she said, waving her hand out in front of her where the soup was cooking.
“Yeah, but I want something else. Can you make me a sandwich?” She glared, but he shot her a grin. “Please?”
She rolled her eyes, getting the things for a sandwich before making it and practically throwing it at him. “When do you leave again?”
He scoffed. “Annoyed with me?”
“Yes,” she said and he grinned even more.
“That hurts my feelings,” he said, batting his eyes at her.
“You have no feelings, JT, stop,” she said dryly and he laughed.
“You hit the nail on the head, huh?” he said and she glared. “But no, I’m leaving in a week, as long as my appointment goes well on Monday.”
“Cool,” she said with a nod.
“You know you’ll miss me,” he teased and she smiled.
“I’ll miss the Jordie before hurt Jordie. Hurt Jodie bitches more than a teenager on her period after having her boyfriend leave her for her best friend.”
“Damn. That’s insulting,” he stated and she grinned.
“I only speak the truth.”
Batting her eyes at him, she turned just as the door opened and Regina came through with a huge grin on her face. “There is my favorite daughter-in-law.”
“I’m your only one,” Lacey laughed as they wrapped up in a tight hug.
“Thank God,” she said, squeezing Lacey tightly.
“Not if Kacey gets married,” Karson called, and when she heard an umph, she laughed as Regina rolled her eyes.
“Anyway, how are you?”
“Good, it’s great seeing you,” Lacey said and meant every word; she loved her mother-in-law.
“You as well, my love,” Regina said with all the adoration in the world in her eyes.
“Have you lost weight?” Karl barked, making Lacey jump.
“No, sir.” She yelped as he hugged her tightly.
“I don’t believe you. Karson, you feeding this girl?” he yelled as Karson walked in with Kacey trailing behind him, both carrying the bags.
“Yeah, Dad, she eats,” he said, dropping the bags. “Ma, you are only staying for the weekend. What’s up with all the bags?”
“Oh, I brought Lacey all my cookbooks and then some odds and ends for this gorgeous house. I can’t wait for the tour,” she gasped as she took in the exposed white wood beams above them. They were Lacey’s favorite thing about the kitchen.
Taking her by her hips, he couldn’t take the slow movements anymore. He wanted it hard and he wanted it fast. Lifting her up by her hips, he arched up into her, thrusting into her as she panted his name, holding on to his shoulders as he took what he wanted.
Which was everything she had.
It only took a second for his balls to draw up before the lights went off and he came so hard, he was the one groaning her name. Thrusting once more, she jerked against him, her pussy squeezing him, milking him of his orgasm as they both sucked in air, trying to breathe, but both being unsuccessful. While he lowered her, his cock went deeper inside her as his mouth collided against hers. Drawing sweet, toe-curling kisses out of her, he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tight to his chest.
Parting, he kissed her nose and then both sides of her mouth before whispering, “I missed you.”
She smiled against his lips, wrapping her arms tight around his neck. Looking deep in his eyes, she said, “Welcome home, baby.”
Her mouth came back down to his, and all he could think was if this was how he was going to be welcomed home every time he left, he’d take the time apart.
As long as he got to be with her like this when he got home.
His Lacey.
Thanksgiving was tomorrow and Lacey was a complete mess.
While the last week and a half had almost been like a dream, this holiday had been the elephant in the room. She hated that she’d let her nerves of getting both families together for Thanksgiving bother her while she was on the beach with Karson, but she had. Well, she had when they weren’t having lots of sex. She didn’t know what it was, but her husband was on her like a stick was to a puck, and she had no problem reaping the benefits of it.
She loved it, actually.
But even though she was in sex heaven with her sexy, mouthwatering husband, the day was finally here, and her family would be there in a matter of hours. Her stomach was a mess and she kept telling herself that it was fine, but for some reason her stomach wasn’t listening. She was nowhere near ready for this. She still had so much to do to get ready for tomorrow and wished like hell that she and Karson could have just stayed in bed, eating turkey and watching the parade.
That would have been a good way to spend the holiday, but no such luck. Instead, she was going to have a house full of tension. Then on top of that, she was on babysitting duty for JT. How she got conned into that was beyond her, but since they’d gotten back from Florida, JT had been staying with them. He couldn’t fly yet since he might have to have one more surgery before going back home to Colorado so his mom could take care of his whining ass and they could start rehab on his leg. Until then though, Lacey was stuck with him. Not that she minded much, but that was before she realized JT ate like a horse and bitched constantly.
It was annoying.
“I’m hungry,” he complained from the stool in front of her. She was getting lunch ready since Karson would be there at any time with his family from the airport. She wanted to make sure everything was perfect, but it was hard when her toddler, aka JT, was bitching.
“I’m cooking, JT,” she said, waving her hand out in front of her where the soup was cooking.
“Yeah, but I want something else. Can you make me a sandwich?” She glared, but he shot her a grin. “Please?”
She rolled her eyes, getting the things for a sandwich before making it and practically throwing it at him. “When do you leave again?”
He scoffed. “Annoyed with me?”
“Yes,” she said and he grinned even more.
“That hurts my feelings,” he said, batting his eyes at her.
“You have no feelings, JT, stop,” she said dryly and he laughed.
“You hit the nail on the head, huh?” he said and she glared. “But no, I’m leaving in a week, as long as my appointment goes well on Monday.”
“Cool,” she said with a nod.
“You know you’ll miss me,” he teased and she smiled.
“I’ll miss the Jordie before hurt Jordie. Hurt Jodie bitches more than a teenager on her period after having her boyfriend leave her for her best friend.”
“Damn. That’s insulting,” he stated and she grinned.
“I only speak the truth.”
Batting her eyes at him, she turned just as the door opened and Regina came through with a huge grin on her face. “There is my favorite daughter-in-law.”
“I’m your only one,” Lacey laughed as they wrapped up in a tight hug.
“Thank God,” she said, squeezing Lacey tightly.
“Not if Kacey gets married,” Karson called, and when she heard an umph, she laughed as Regina rolled her eyes.
“Anyway, how are you?”
“Good, it’s great seeing you,” Lacey said and meant every word; she loved her mother-in-law.
“You as well, my love,” Regina said with all the adoration in the world in her eyes.
“Have you lost weight?” Karl barked, making Lacey jump.
“No, sir.” She yelped as he hugged her tightly.
“I don’t believe you. Karson, you feeding this girl?” he yelled as Karson walked in with Kacey trailing behind him, both carrying the bags.
“Yeah, Dad, she eats,” he said, dropping the bags. “Ma, you are only staying for the weekend. What’s up with all the bags?”
“Oh, I brought Lacey all my cookbooks and then some odds and ends for this gorgeous house. I can’t wait for the tour,” she gasped as she took in the exposed white wood beams above them. They were Lacey’s favorite thing about the kitchen.
