Awry
Thomas slowly rubbed his cheek against his pillow. He wasn't quite ready to open his eyes. The dream he was having was incredibly vivid. His skin truly felt like it did when Amanda kissed him. The feeling of her hands caressing his...
"I was wondering when you would wake up." Amanda murmured against his neck.
"What time is it?" He asked. His eyes widened when she slid her leg over his lap.
"It's early." She sat up and smiled down at him. "I wanted to start your first Father''s Day by showing you how much I love you."
His eyes drifted down her body as he used a finger to pull at the lace strap slipping past her shoulder. "Is this new?"
She nodded, waiting to see his reaction to her surprise.
His eyes raised to hers. "I love it."
Her seductive smile appeared as she leaned forward to kiss him. She paused right before she touched his lips.
His breath hitched at the way she was looking at him. The smolder burning in her eyes held a great deal of adoration.
"I love that you are the father of our daughter." Her lips curved even more at how still he was in this moment. "The way you take care of us." Her hands drifted down his body. "How you show your love for us in a million different ways."
She then closed the distance between them.
He moaned at the heat of her kiss. His hands tangled in her hair after she pulled his shirt off. He closed his eyes, hoarsely speaking his love for her as she moved on top of him.
They rolled about, the rest of their clothes thrown haphazardly around their bedroom, lips and hands moved over each other's skin.
The doorknob turned, followed by incessant knocking.
"Is the door locked?" Thomas whispered.
"Yes." Amanda barely breathed, grateful she had thought to do so. "I didn't think she would wake up so early."
"Mommy? Daddy?" Kathleen tried to open the door again.
"Just a minute, sweetheart!" Amanda called out.
Thomas knew that what they had started would not be finished for a very long time. Kathleen had been unable to keep her many plans a secret for his first Father's Day.
He released a frustrated groan and rolled his wife under him.
"Thomas, wh--" she wrapped her arms around his neck when he crashed his lips against hers for one final kiss.
He pressed his forehead to hers while taking deep breaths. "To be continued, Mrs. Hunt."
She let out a breathless laugh as he eased off of her to get dressed. Her heart warmed even more as he hurried to reassure Kathleen through the closed door that he would be down in a moment to spend the day with her.
Amanda got up and found her robe. She tied it closed while walking over to her husband.
"Happy Father's Day, my love." She hugged him tight as he unlocked the door.
Thomas kept his arm around her waist, tugging her even closer to his side as they walked out. "I plan on thanking you properly tonight for giving me the reason I celebrate today."