Push

by Nyla K.

Raising my daughter, football, remodeling, running a company, and making my wife come. Those are my skills. Oh and gardening. I don’t care how girly it sounds, I can’t let Jess take all the credit for those roses.

I let her lead me down the hall to our bedroom, where we both stripped out of our clothes like we were going to have sex, but then ended up passing out spooning. Marriage style.

I just fucked him. We just fucked. I put my dick inside a guy. A guy I’m not supposed to have. And it felt like fireworks.

“Nineteen years ago, you said two words to me that… well, first scared the fucking shit out of me,” I chuckled and Jess grinned, biting her lip. “But then forever changed my life for the better. Baby, knocking you up was the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” Jess pouted at me, looking like she was about to tear up. “Cheers to another awesome year raising the best kid in the world with you.”

Don’t be stupid. He can do whatever he wants. You’re still the asshole in all this, don’t forget that.

An electric chill ran through me, thrilling me inside and giving me a fresh sense of excitement. This is new… Just when I thought I had tapped out on the new, adventurous side of Ben Lockwood… Mrs. Lockwood stepped up to bat.

“I’m not cute, Ben. I’m a man, not a puppy,”

“Good morning, Mr. Lockwood,” she purred, and I chuckled. “Good morning, Mrs. Lockwood,” I growled. “I have a surprise for you.” “It’s not a surprise, Ben,” she murmured, and I raised my brow. “It’s huge and jamming into my back.”

I sighed, marveling at the comfort I felt holding a baby in my arms. It just felt so right. A longing set in my chest, which made me feel like such a chick. Get your ovaries in check, Lockwood. It’s just a damn baby.