by Ember Flint
There’s no happiness like knowing you mean so much to someone, especially if that someone means everything to you.
“Love you,” I mumble on his lips; his beard tickles the side of my face, making me shiver as my body remembers the feel of it against my much more sensitives places.
“Love you too, babe, I need you now. Need to be inside you so bad,” he groans on my shoulder, his hands squeezing my bottom as I grind my softness against his hardness.
“God, Zander… don’t make me wait…”
We start to pull at each other’s clothes, but I already know how it’s going to be: when we are this far gone, we only need the most important bits uncovered.
“Never,” he murmurs on my neck, the touch of his lips and beard making me go up in flames even more.
My hands are shaking when I move them up his muscular chest, taking his T-shirt with me.
I can only move it past his hard pecs, then the soft cotton gets stuck between us.
One of Zander’s hands covers my own and he helps me get it completely off of him, then he moves it up to tug my strapless light blue dress down my chest; he makes quick work of my bra dumping it behind us and as soon as the air hits my breasts, so do his lips and tongue.
I moan his name softly, narrowly remembering we need to keep it down.
My husband presses me further up against the wall and leans me backward, my legs riding higher on his muscular thighs and resting again on his hips.
I feel him reach between us and I hear the jingle of his belt and the crackling of his zip as his pants come undone and I clench on emptiness, eager to feel his hot, hard erection all the way inside of me.
“Alexa,” he murmurs around my nipple and I feel him push my silk panties to the side and then the blunt, large crown of his cock is kissing my entrance.
His pants are still around his taut ass and my dress is bunched across my middle like a soft belt.
I’m soaking wet by now and I feel my desire for him coating the inside of my thighs.
The hand on my hip clutches me harder as Zander thrusts deep inside of me, hard and fast, giving me his length all at once and making me gasp his name while his lips come up from my chest, trailing kisses over my neck and finally to my lips to swallow my moans.
“Oh, yes, yes, Zan! Give me all of you, every inch,” I mewl on his lips and he growls my name, shoving even harder and faster inside of me, making my pussy clamp down on him in an instant mini-climax.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so fucking tight and soft, I’ll never get enough of this feeling, never…”
I throw my arms around his neck pulling him even closer as he glides up into me down to his balls; the sexy, low grunts of pleasure he’s breathing on my neck making me going off again.
“Fuck, yes, love: come on my cock!”
I moan at his dirty words, biting on my lips to keep me from screaming, my body wounding tight as I feel another wave of ecstasy starting to take me under as my husband fucks me harder against the wall, his penetration so deep, I can barely breathe at the feeling of fullness.
“So good, so good, love,” he whispers, and I reach between us until my fingers are caressing the base of his stiffness and his balls, my touch enhancing his pleasure and turning his foray inside of me even more forceful as he grunts my name over and over.
“Oh God, Zander, I’m so close again, so close… don’t stop, don’t stop, please!” I beg and, if anything, he starts to go at me even harder, there’s nothing he wouldn’t do to make me happy.
“I need you to cum now, Al, cum! I’m gonna go off soon, fill you up so good...”
“Yes! Please, Zan!”
There’s nothing I love most than feeling his hot sticky seed shoot up inside of me.
“Cum inside of me, baby. Give me everything you have,” I moan, my hands clutching at his shoulders now as he pounds away inside of me.
“Fuck!” he roars, his tempo faltering slightly at my words.
“You make me fucking crazy, baby.”
I smile down at him. “And don’t you love it?”
“Fuck, yes… I love every minute of it.”
I close my eyes for a moment and then I cry out when I feel the touch of his thumb on my clit, it’s enough to send me off onto my big one and I start to milk him with my walls, taking him down with me.
I feel his cream explode against my walls as he pushes one final time inside of me, holding his cock deep with a deep growl that makes me tremble all over and start to pulse around him again.
By the time we both come down from our high, we’re a gasping, sweaty mess and my heart is in my throat.
Zander gently withdraws and starts to drag me down the length of his big hard body.
We hold each other for a while in the perfect, still darkness of the little stuffy closet, only our ragged breaths marring the silence.
I cuddle against his chest and I smile when I feel his large hands come around my face to cup it and then tilt it upward for a kiss.
—*—
By the time we are presentable again and re-join the party, the last of the fireworks have fizzled down.
“We missed it all,” Zander says, kissing the side of my head.
Well, not exactly, but he doesn’t know that.
I smile up at him. “I still think we were the one enjoying the better show, my love,” I tell him, wagging my eyebrows up and down.
He laughs and squeezes me to his side. “You’re absolutely right, babe.”
“Let’s go see what the kids are up to,” I say, taking his hand in mine.
“They’re probably done settling down for the night,” my hubby says, and I nod.
Darren and Hector Jr. decided they wanted to camp on the beach under the stars this year and when all their respective siblings and/or cousins heard about it, they all wanted to do the same.
There’s so many kids in our extended family, it’s hard to give a straight answer when someone asks me for a number, so the entire beach looks like a military camp with tents all over the place.
And of course, those lugs of my brothers couldn’t resist the allure of sleeping in a tent, they’ve always loved camping, and before he knew what hit him my father-in-law was persuaded to do the same and in the end all the men in the family decided to join the children.
We immediately spot the boys with their uncles and grandfather: their roasting s’mores over the fire; Darren is sitting on a large log and I can see he’s keeping a surreptitious but diligent eye on three of his little sisters, all asleep in their giant pink and blue Little Mermaid tent set just in front of him.
My husband smiles in pride as he looks at him. “Our little man!”
I look up into Zander’s eye and then back toward Darren.
God, he’s growing up so fast…
Something inside of me squeezes. My baby boy is twelve-year-old and he’s already taller than me, I can hardly believe how fast the time has gone by.
I sigh and start to look around for our nanny, she’s keeping an eye on baby Amber for us.
I pout to myself. I miss my little girl.
Zander reads my mind. “Look, Carole’s over there with Amber, let’s go get our lil’ princess.”
We walk up to where the nanny is pacing back and forth, cradling our little girl.
She’s half asleep, but her big grey eyes, startlingly identical in color and shape to those of her daddy, immediately spring open when she sees him approaching.
Her little chubby arms immediately start to flail around.
My husband chuckles. “Hey, princess, did you miss Mommy and Daddy?”
Our tiny daughter coos at him adorably and giggles when he finally picks her up, thanking Carole and dismissing her for the night.
I kiss my baby’s head of soft, golden curls and she taps me on the face, smiling, her eyes shining like stars even in the darkness, just like Zander’s.
All our kids are a perfect
mix of us in looks and dispositions and Darren his the miniature carbon-copy of his father, but Amber’s the only one of the bunch who inherited the exotic shade of those peepers that still drive me crazy to this day and always will.
Amber gives me a big, joyful single-toothed smile and I grin back at her.
“Hey, baby girl…”
She drops her little head on her daddy’s shoulder and yawns as Zander starts to rock her back and forth, softly singing to her.
I walk up to our son and whisper something in his ear, he grins up at me, his little face so similar to his daddy.
“It’s time?” he asks.
I nod, smiling. “Keep an eye on your little sisters, okay?”
“Sure thing, Mom.”
I lean down to kiss his cheek, then I remember he’s not too keen on being kissed by Mommy in public anymore and I reach down to ruffle his hair instead.
“All good?” Zander asks, still rocking Amber.
“Hmm, hmm. Let’s take a walk while you put her to sleep,” I propose.
“Sure, why not…”
I reach into my purse and fish out Amber’s soft, pink noise-cancelling headband and put it on her and over her ears.
“It could get windy while we walk,” I fib.
Zander looks around, but still nods. There’s not even a whisper of wind around us, but he’s such an overprotective worrywart, there’s no way I’ll get an objection from him for wanting to take extra care with her health.
I touch my hand to his and he immediately threads his fingers with mine as we start to walk away from the camp and toward the shore of the lake.
After a few minutes of seemingly wandering without a precise aim, I start to walk with purpose in a specific direction, toward a dark, deserted spot further away.
“Are we going somewhere, babe?”
Damn, he’s onto me already. I look down at my smartwatch. Only a few minutes left.
“Just over here… it’s nice. Look at the stars. They’re stunning, aren’t they?”
Zander pulls me into his arms, our little girl cradled between us, my back to his chest.
“They’ve got nothing on you, love,” he tells me softly, and even after all this years together I feel a blush hit my cheeks.
Zander kisses my head. “I’m sorry I made us miss the display, baby, I know how much you worked on it…”
I tilt my head upward and stand on my tippy toes until I can reach his chin and give his beard a little kiss.
“Oh, I don’t know about it. We might not have missed it all…”
“What do you mean?” he asks.
I smile and turn into his arms, just as the alarm on my phone goes off.
“What’s that?”
I tap something on the screen, not answering him.
“Babe?”
I grin at him, raising my hand.
“One… two… three… four!”
A loud bang goes off and the sky lights up again with green comets.
He chuckles. “My favorites!” he says, leaning down to kiss the side of my neck.
“You’ve seen nothing yet!” I tease and tilt his face upward again just in time for one more firework to go off and bright green glittery dust to spread across the dark sky.
“Wow, that’s a new effect…”
“Hmm, hmm. All for you.”
I feel his arms squeeze around my hips and then he gasps when a large golden square of sparks appears into the sky, cracking and hissing only for words to take its place.
Boom.
Mr. Bossy-Pants
Zander starts to chuckle, his hand reaching again for mine.
Crackle.
I love you so!
Hiss.
I’m about to mess your life up
Blast.
Even more
“Baby?”
Boom. Boom.
I know we said 5 was enough
Fizzle.
But it looks like
Bang.
Your son’s gonna get
Crack. Crack.
Another shot
Bang.
At his wish
Blast. Fizzle. Hiss.
You’re gonna be a daddy
Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom.
Again!
Zander pulls me to his chest, while holding Amber high against his large shoulder.
“I…” he murmurs, his voice breaking.
I kiss him in the middle of his chest and smile up at him. “You okay?” I ask.
He nods and I see tears shining in his eyes. “I’m more than okay, love. I’m… there are no words. I’m so, so happy, Alexa. Another baby?!”
I hug him harder, feeling my emotions get the better of me.
I sigh. “This one really better be a boy, though. If it’s another little girl for Darren to look after, he’s gonna probably move out end go live with Emerson and his all male-squad.”
Zander grins down at me and taps my belly softly. “First official in-womb communication from Daddy, lil’ one: be a boy, your brother and I need reinforcement.”
We laugh and hug, our little girl cuddled between us.
Zander moves down for a kiss, just as I reach up for his lips, our hearts in perfect sync as always.
“I love you my, little Firecracker.”
“I love you more, Mr. Bossy-Pants.”
THE END
Author’s note
I hope you enjoyed reading about Zander & Alexa and that you will consider leaving a review if you did.
I wanted to let you know that all the other books in ‘The Holiday Firecrackers’ collection will be live by July 4th and that they will all be available on KU.
You can check out our series here:
THE HOLIDAY FIRECRACKERS
And if you were wondering if you’re ever going to get to know Alexa’s bachelor brothers better, the answer is yes — would I let four perfectly hot protective alphas go to waste?! — you will, and if you’re wondering if Violet will get her wish to see everybody happily in love and married, yes she will, more details on this on a later date.
Xoxo,
Ember
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