Dewi
“Is she finally asleep?” Ami said as I entered the kitchen ten minutes later. She didn’t turn around so I had a perfect view of her round ass in those tiny shorts.
“Yes.” I c****d my head as I watched her.
“You didn’t have to do that , you know.”
I almost laughed, if only she knew. I did have to do that. The baby girl upstairs was my child. Putting her to bed was as much my job as it was hers.
“Yes I did.” I folded myself against her back, my head ducked down to smell her hair, her skin. I kissed the splattering of freckles that dotted her shoulder. “I…” my hands tightened on her hips as I pulled her back against me. “Don’t move,” I whispered it into her ear. “Not even an inch Ami, do you understand.” Sliding my hand around to the front I cupped her breast, kneading the mound
