Some people thought we were crazy to have five kids. But I can’t seem to let Lily go long without knocking her up again. I love putting babies inside her, almost as much as I love raising our family. Our first two, Gavin and Austin, are watching the Vikings take the field, while our twins, Eva and Victoria, are making my dad play dress-up. Our fifth, Brandon, is only a few weeks old, but we’re professionals when it comes to babies and he’s chilling with his mama on the couch.
I retired from the NFL last season, and haven’t regretted it for a second. It was getting harder and harder to be away from the family, and I decided I didn’t have to do that anymore. We had enough money saved up that my grandkids would never want for anything, and that seems like more than enough. What I wanted more than fame and money was time with my wife and kids, and I was tired of missing out.
Lily knew it was coming even before I told her. She’s always the one to see my next move way before I do. When I told her, she smiled and said to do what made me happy. I was lucky I didn’t have any injuries and I got out while I was at the top of my career. Football was never my true passion. That was always my Lily. And now our babies.
Leaning over, I kiss Gavin and then scoop up Austin, doing the same to him. The boys start laughing, and then it turns into a wrestling match on the floor.
Life is good. Life is so damn good.
Epilogue
Lily
Five years after that…
“What in the hell do you have on, Lily?”
I turn, hearing Ren’s stern voice from behind me, and I have to hide my smile. We dropped all five kids off this morning at Rick and Janet’s to have a little anniversary weekend together. Ren said he wanted to stop by the cabana table and get more towels, so I decided to take off my cover-up while he was away. He didn’t see my new bathing suit and I wanted to surprise him. Looks like it worked.
He stomps over to me, quickly pinning me back on the sun chair and draping a towel over my body. He looks around like someone could possibly be watching us, and I start to giggle.
“Stop laughing. This isn’t funny.”
He’s still looking around like there are men just waiting to see a mother of five in a bikini. I may not have the body I did when Ren and I first got together, but I don’t care. Ren loves all my imperfections, and he lets me know it. So I decided to wear something a little skimpy to make myself feel sexy, and I’ll be damned if he’s going to stop me.
We’re staying at an adults-only spa, and most of the women here are topless. We’ve got a private cabana away from everyone else, so it’s not like someone would even be able to see us if they tried. And hello, there are boobs out. Why would anyone bother looking at me in a bikini when there are boobs out in the open to look at? But Ren doesn’t see this logic.
“I’m going to carry you back up to the room,” he states and starts to pick me up.
“Don’t you dare, Hendricks!” I say, and he snaps his head up to look at me. He knows when I use our last name, I mean business. “It’s private over here, and I want to give you something sexy to look at. So that when we go back to our room before dinner, you can tell me just how much you enjoyed the view today.”
He grumbles but looks in my eyes and sees I’m serious. After a moment he lets me go, but walks over to the curtains and pulls them shut, tying them off. I roll my eyes but let him do this, thinking if that’s what it’s going to take to make him happy, then so be it. The sun coming through the top should be enough to help me get a tan.
Lying back, I close my eyes and feel the warm rays shine down on me. After a second, I feel the weight of Ren as he moves onto my sun bed. Then I feel his big hands roam up my legs and to the ties of my bikini on my hips.
“Ren, what are you doing?” I say, not opening my eyes.
“You can’t have this laid out in front of me all day and expect me not to get a taste.”
The cool air hits my exposed pussy right before his mouth covers it. But it’s not there long before he’s moving up my body and then his cock is pressing against my opening.
“That’s not just a taste,” I moan as he enters me in a leisurely thrust.
“Got too hungry,” he grunts as he works his thickness in and out.
He fucks me three times before he can’t stand it anymore and has to take me back to the room. I would laugh, but I’m too worn out from all the pleasure he’s given me.
Our weekend away is spent mostly indoors, and when we pick up the kids, I’m as pale as when we left. But my heart is full, just as it has been since the day he walked into my life. Since the day Ren shielded me from everything except his love.
THE END