IF THAT'S WHAT IT TAKES Book 2

LIFE AFTER MARRIAGE - INTERRUPTIONS

LIFE AFTER MARRIAGE – INTERRUPTIONS

**** 3 Years later. Sata and A3 in m/m ****

Amber P.O.V. –

“Ahhhhhh.” I bit my bottom lip as Aug stroked in and out. He softly tugged at my right nipple with his teeth as he kept his steady pace.

The sound of the bed shaking from our love making echoed in our dark room. It had been so long since we actually had an intimate moment together because this family thing was no joke. His work schedule, along with my teaching schedule – I was a criminal law professor now but my schedule was pretty flexible I only taught three days a week, along with making sure the kids were okay, left virtually no time to ourselves.

It was absolutely harder than I thought it would be and while I wouldn’t change it for the world, I wish some would’ve wrote a manual for me on how to balance being a mother and wife. I always tread the line trying to make sure I give both my kids and my husband equal attention.

And sometimes, somebody has to be neglected and I just feel like it’s always my duty to put my kids first. Which often leads to contention between me and Aug.

His view is that before the kids were here, he was. And as the man of the house he should be my top priority. But a certain someone in the house, never fails to challenge August for his crown.

There was a light tap at our bedroom door.

“I’m not stopping.” August said sucking on my neck, still stroking.

“Mommy.”

“Babe I gotta see what he wants.”

“Amber he does this every time we’re having sex. Haven’t you realized this is his pattern.”

“He doesn’t know we’re having sex August. His room is down the hall.”

“Mommy I scared.”

I rubbed August’s arms. “Baby I’ll make it up to you.”

“When Amber? You say this every fucking time. He too big to be sleeping with us anyway.”

“Aug this is a huge house I can imagine him being afraid. But I promise baby.” I kissed his lips.

He reluctantly pulled out of me, and slammed his body against the bed as he fell back sighing in frustration.

“Mommy.”

“I’m coming A-3 give mommy a minute okay?”

“Okay.”

I turned on the light seeing August fully erect.  He grabbed his clothes from the floor and went in the bathroom slamming the door behind him.

I picked up my night-gown off the floor and put it on, then went to open the door.

A3 was standing there with his pillow.

“Sata say I…I sleep too wild and kick me out.” He huffed.

“She kicked you out?” I picked him up.

“Yeah. She a meanie. I no want her as my big sister.”

“Don’t say that A3.”

I put him on the bed and he crawled on August’s side.

“Where Pop-Pop?”

“He in the bathroom. Lay down.”

A3 snuggled under the covers.

A few minutes later August return fully clothed in his boxers and beater. I suppose he solo handled his business, seeing as his ego had gone soft.