Daddy Detectives Episode 1: A Tyler and Ian Jamison Story by April Wilson

Author:April Wilson [Wilson, April]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wilson Publishing LLC
Published: 2024-08-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7 – Ian

My husband turns me on. I mean he really turns me on. He’s gruff and dominant, and he thinks I need to be coddled—and I love it. We’re heading up to the greenhouse for some quality alone time because our babies are sound asleep in their bassinettes in our bedroom—and we don’t feel comfortable doing grown-up stuff in the same room, even when they’re sleeping. So, since the babies were born, we’ve been sneaking up to the roof for hanky-panky. And that suits me just fine because I love making out with my man beneath the twinkling stars in the inky night sky.

After he steers me to lie down in the center of our bed, Tyler kneels on the bed and looms over me, his muscular arms caging me in, his big hands resting on the mattress, one on each side of my head. As he leans down to kiss me, my breath catches and my belly quivers. I run my palms over his firm pecs, then slide them up and over his broad shoulders to slip them around his neck.

When I think about how much I love this man, and when I think about how freaking lucky I am that he loves me back, my throat tightens. And to think, what were the odds that I would meet him one dark night on the dock beside my yacht? How was it that he was the homicide detective who was assigned to investigate Eric’s murder that night? It could have been any number of detectives assigned to the case, but it wasn’t. It was Tyler.

He’s watching me with a curious expression. “Are you overthinking again?” His voice is low and laced with amusement.

He knows me so well. “Yes.”

His lips travel up the side of my neck. “About what?”

“The odds that we even met in the first place.”

He pulls back and levels his gaze on me. “Stop it, because it’ll drive you crazy. We met, period. It was fate.”

“Do you believe in fate?”

“Ian.”

“But what if some other detective had been assigned to Eric’s murder?”

Tyler gazes down at me as he wraps his long fingers around my cock and begins stroking me, long slow pulls on my dick. I’m still half hard from the shower.

“It wasn’t someone else,” Tyler says. “It was me.” He lubes his palm and then strokes me in earnest, his hand twisting on my heated flesh. His other hand reaches between my legs and cups my sac, gently massaging me. His thumb comes up over the crown of my cock, catching a bit of precum and swirling it around my tip.

Tyler keeps stroking me, squeezing me with just the right amount of pressure, until my muscles quake. And then he draws me deep into his mouth, his tongue caressing me, and the suction is exquisite. The heat of his mouth is so perfect I can’t hold out any longer. I shoot my come, and he swallows it down, every drop. His hand and mouth soften on me, and his movements slow as he milks my orgasm.

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