Loving Lacey Ch 12

***All persons engaged in sexual activity are depicted as being over the age of 18***

Early April

Year 3 of Us

Saturday

"How do I describe what you're feeling right now, Wyatt?" Roni asked me as I finished loading the dishes from supper into the dishwasher.

"Who wants to know?" I looked at her once I had set up the dishwasher to run later that night.

"Who else?" Roni smirked at me.

I grinned when I realized that Roni had her phone in one hand, with her free hand poised over it. "Texting with my Princess?"

"Of course," Roni answered as I leaned over and kissed her forehead.

"Tell her that I'm not as tired as I was. That I love her. That I want to just hold her tonight."

"Okay." She typed into her phone, waited a couple of minutes, then she giggled.

"What?"

Roni just kept giggling.

"What, Roni?"

"She said that while you *are* going to hold her, that won't be all you'll be doing tonight."

I laughed. "She give an estimate of when she'll be home?"

Before she could answer, the dogs leapt from their observation platform and rushed to the door into the garage. Roni looked at me and smiled. "I'd say that they're home right now!"

I watched as LB and Sherlock skidded to a stop just beyond the door swing and sat down, staring at the door. As I walked over to the door, it swung open and there she was: the bringer of light into my life.

I stood there for a moment, soaking in the vision of her. She looked up at me and smiled. My heart stopped for a moment, like it did every time that Lacey smiled at me.

Her blue eyes sparkled in the light and then she shifted the sleeping baby in her left arm, reaching out to me with her right hand. I just stood there, looking at two of my loves.

Lacey walked to me, and then took my hand in hers. "Breathe, cowboy." She leaned into me, and I wrapped my arms around her, being careful of the baby. I looked down and saw Sam's peaceful face snuggled into Lacey's shoulder.

I smiled again, feeling so much better. "Duncan?" I whispered into Lacey's hair.

"Cathy's getting him." She giggled as she buried her face into my chest. "I think she's in love with him."

"Oh?"

"Yes. She's really attached to him."

I grinned as Cathy walked inside, holding Duncan. She was cuddling him close as Roni and Miriam went past them into the garage. "I see what you mean, love." I put my lips back on the top of Lacey's head to hide that grin. I didn't want to startle Cathy.

As she walked by, she gave me an uneasy smile. "I'm going to take him upstairs and put him to bed."

"Wait a moment, Cathy." She looked at me. "Let the pups have a chance to welcome him home." I kissed Lacey again. "You'll need to do the same."

When Lacey stepped away, she giggled, since both dogs were alert, ears up, eyes wide open as they stared at the babies. "I see what you mean."

She knelt down, as did Cathy. "Easy, you two," Lacey said to them softly. "The babies are sleeping." With that she shifted so that first LB, then Sherlock, were able to softly smell Sam, then they did the same thing with Duncan. They were so gentle, despite their excitement, that neither of the babies did more than stir.

I reached both hands down, so Lacey and Cathy took one each as they stood, using me to balance themselves. When they both headed for the stairs, the dogs were close behind.

I walked towards the garage door, intending to help Miriam and Roni, but they both came through that door holding bags. "Is that everything?"

They nodded, then Roni handed me a couple of them. As they walked away, I pushed the door closed and followed them. I smiled as I walked, knowing that my family was back together.

Once up the stairs, I went into the bedroom and found Roni and Miriam just setting their loads onto the floor. "Lacey said to just set them out of the way," said Roni with a smile.

I nodded and looked towards the babies' room. Miriam smiled as I sat down the bags, next to the others. "Go ahead, Wyatt. Go be with your loves."

I walked to the door, and looked in. I saw that Duncan was already in his crib, while Lacey was gently laying Samantha into hers. I watched, saying nothing, just watched. Cathy looked up and saw me, giving me a small smile.

I think Lacey saw that smile, because as soon as Sam was fully in her crib, she turned and gave me that smile that brightened my life, no matter how often she gave it to me. She stepped close to me, and I simply took her into my arms.

She snuggled her face into my chest and sighed. Cathy walked past us and caressed Lacey's back as she passed. When she had left the room, I simply pulled Lacey even closer to me.

We stood there, just holding each other, listening to our babies' gentle breathing.

"How long have I been gone?" Lacey asked.

"Three and half days." I kissed the top of her head again. "Forever."

"Forever?"

"It seemed that, even with Miriam and Roni here."

"Really?"

"They're wonderful and having them here helped me." I snickered. "But they're not you, holder of my heart."

"I love hearing you talk like that," Lacey said softly.

"I love talking like that to you. I always will."

"Kiss me, Wyatt. Please?"

I looked down at her as she tilted her face towards me. Her lips were ready, and I put mine on them. She melted into me, and I reveled in the sensations of our kiss. I don't know how long we stood there, kissing, but I did feel a tap on my shoulder at some point. When I broke the kiss, I turned my head to see Miriam standing there.

"What's up, Mir?" Lacey asked.

"I have the duty tonight, guys. If you'll go make out in your own room, I settle in and keep an eye on them." Miriam patted my butt, then leaned in and gave Lacey a kiss. "Cathy's going to go to bed, and Roni is going to cuddle with her."

I nodded, and when Lacey took my hand to lead me into our room, I followed willingly. We walked to the bed, where Lacey stopped me at the foot of it, before walking to the head of the bed. She turned to look at me and gave me that wicked smile of hers. Pointing a finger at me, she winked and then reached down to her waist, pulling her shirt up over her head.

I watched, barely breathing, as she tossed her shirt to the floor and began undoing her belt. She wriggled out of her jeans, a big smile on her face, then stepped out of them. When I reached for the waist of my lounge pants, she shook her head. "Let me," she said.

"But you're over there, love."

She giggled, then slowly walked towards me, shifting her hips from side to side with each step. She got to me, her hands out. When I started to reach for her, she shook her head again. "Hold your hands up, love."

When I did so, she took the waist of my pants and began to lower herself, and my pants, to the floor. When she got to her knees, she looked up at me with a gleam in her eyes. She leaned closer and put her face into my crotch. She surprised me by taking a deep inhalation.

"I love how you smell, Wyatt, and I've missed that."

I took her hands and pulled her to her feet. She smiled at me, and then she said,

"Take your shirt off and get into bed."

I pulled my shirt off and dropped it on top of my pants. She crawled onto the bed after turning off her lamp. I slid into bed from my side, leaving my lamp low. I wanted to look at her and it was getting dark enough to need a lamp of some type.

When we met in the middle of the bed, Lacey looked past me at the lamp. "You want to see?" she asked with a soft smile.

I nodded as she snuggled into my arms. "Very much. I will never tire of looking at you," I answered with a smile.

Lacey purred. "I do love you, you know."

"I know," I whispered to her as her lips touched my chest. Her hands began to gently move over me, and she giggled when I moaned in response.

"You *did* miss me, didn't you?"

"Oh, yes." I ran my hands over her bare back, pulling her closer. She sighed at my touch and then moved up enough so that we could kiss. Her lips were soft and eager, and I was eager, too. When our lips touched, she moaned and gently pushed her tongue into my mouth. Our tongues played together, moving from my mouth into hers, and then back.

Her hand caressed my cheek, and then she broke the kiss. She looked into my eyes and gave me a gentle smile. "I've missed you so, my cowboy." She giggled for a moment. "We really can't play very much right now."

Before I could respond, she lowered her head to my chest after pulling my left arm around her. "They're going to wake up soon, and I want to devote my entire attention to you."

"I like the sound of that," I replied. "So, how was it at Erica's house?"

Her voice was languid. "Nice. We got three scenes recorded, so Erica's going to be busy next week editing." She rubbed her cheek on my chest, then lifted her head so that she could look at me. "We also made love twice. All of us."

"All of you? Cathy, too?"

Lacey grinned at me. "Yes... well, she was involved and had some orgasms, but she didn't fuck Travis."

"I'm so confused about her, you know." She winked at me. "So, you got to play with Travis while Erica watched?"

"Oh, yes." Lacey kissed my chest. "I did get to eat Travis' cum out of Erica, too!" She wiggled a bit, and I felt her pussy rubbing on my thigh as her hand found my cock.

"I thought that you said that we couldn't play?"

Lacey sighed. "You're right." She moved so that she was laying on me, our bare skin touching everywhere. "But I'm going to enjoy being naked with you as much as I can." She kissed me gently. "And then, I'm going to fuck you until you pass out."

"Challenge... accepted, my love." I grinned at her. "I did miss you, Lacey."

"Roni said that you got lots of sleep while we were gone."

"While I feel more rested, I'm still tired, for some reason."

She gave an indelicate snort. "You nearly lost your leg nine months ago," she was staring at me, "you were there for the birth of the twins, and *we* tried doing everything ourselves." She slumped a bit and then smiled when I caressed her bare back with my hands. "You push yourself so much trying to take care of us, that you forget about *you*, Mister."

I smiled at her and then kissed her again. "I know, love. I can't help it." I sighed. She gently patted my chest. "Will you help keep me straightened out, Lacey?"

She gave me a loving smile. "Of course, I will, love." She pulled her braids out of their bun and draped them beside my face. "I will take care of you. *But*, you have to let me take care of you." She giggled. "You can be a stubborn man, Wyatt Earp Roy." She lowered her voice. "Let me take care of you the same way you take care of me. Please, love?"

In the dim light, I could tell that her eyes were shining, and I knew that she was near tears. I used a finger to gently wipe away a tear that had escaped from her left eye.

"My lady love, I will do my best." I gave her a gentle smile. "I can't promise that I'll succeed, but I'll try."

Lacy smiled at me then grabbed my face between her hands. "I'll do what I can to help you out, Wyatt. I promise." She stretched up and kissed me. I pulled her closer, using my arms to bring her face closer to mine.

She moaned gently, and so did I. Her hands caressed me, and then I heard the door into our bedroom open. Miriam walked to us quickly and Lacey broke the kiss, turning to look at her.

"It's about that time, guys. Sam is starting to fuss a bit."

"Okay, Mir. Thanks," said Lacey.

Both of us rolled out of bed, Lacey grabbing my shirt and pulling it on while I pulled on my pants. I looked at Lacey and grinned. She saw it and returned my grin.

"Hey, Wyatt?" asked Miriam.

"Yeah?"

"It's warm enough. Why aren't you wearing shorts?"

I looked at her, then down at my left leg. She saw me, and blushed. "God, I'm sorry!"

I grabbed her in a hug, then we moved into the other room. "It's okay, Miriam." I gave her a quick kiss before going into the bedroom.

Sam started to cry out and Lacey scooped her up, cooing to her and cuddling her. Lacey took a sniff and grimaced. "Yep, it's that time, little girl!"

I stepped over to Duncan who was starting to stir. I picked him up. "You're stinky, too, buddy boy!"

We quickly got both of them changed and Lacey walked into the bedroom with Miriam right beside her. "Hon?" Lacey asked.

"Yeah?"

She stopped. "Look at her."

I moved up and looked at Sam. She was moving her face back and forth into Lacey's... no, my shirt.

"What is she doing?" I was curious, since I didn't remember Sam ever acting like that before. I held Duncan close as I watched my daughter. Lacey started walking to the Nursing Chair, where she gracefully sat and shifted Sam slightly. I watched as Lacey lifted the right side my shirt up and Sam quickly found Lacey's nipple and started to suckle.

Sam used both hands and grabbed my shirt, then Miriam giggled. "Oh, my God! I know what she's doing!"

"What?" I asked.

"She smells her daddy!"

Lacey gave us a big smile after she ducked her nose to my shirt. "Yes! I can just catch Wyatt's scent on this, and I'll bet that Sam knows that that scent is daddy." She looked up at me, and her smile got even bigger. "Makes you feel good, doesn't it, Wyatt?"

I just nodded, because I could think of nothing to say. I just stood there, cuddling Duncan and gazing at Lacey and Sam.

Miriam looked at me and bumped my arm. "Do you want to sit?"

"Huh?"

"Sit down, love." Lacey said softly. I shook my head. I began to slowly move around the room, gently bouncing Duncan as he started to fuss a bit. "Relax, buddy. Your sister is still eating." That earned me a grumble from him, so I leaned my head back so that I could look into my son's face. I saw his eyes, making me smile gently at him. He poked a fist up at me, and I nibbled gently at it. He gave me a toothless smile, so I smiled back at him. He lowered his head back to my shoulder and then I continued to move around the room.

After a bit, I saw Lacey hold Sam up and then begin to burp her. I walked over, and after Sam had given a respectable belch, Miriam took her from Lacey. I moved closer as Lacey shifted my shirt around, exposing her left breast. I carefully handed Duncan to his mom, then stood up and shook my left leg a couple of times.

"Are you alright?" Miriam asked.

"Yeah." I held my arms out and she handed my daughter to me. She snuggled up against and gave a big sigh as she burrowed her face against my bare chest.

"I think he's content now, Lacey," I heard Miriam say.

Lacey gave a small giggle. "I think you're right."

When I looked up, I saw that both of them were looking at me with gentle smiles on their faces. I smiled back and then Lacey asked me, "Are you content, love?"

As I started to slowly dance with Sam, I thought about it for a moment. "Very much so, Lacey."

"Good," she said quietly, then she gave me that blinding smile, which made me feel wonderful, as it always did.

Some time later, Miriam took Duncan from Lacey, and she walked past me towards the babies' room. "Let's put them to bed," she said, "then you can go make love to your lady love."

"I like that idea, Miriam."

Once we had gotten them into their cribs, I caressed Sam's back before bending over and giving her head a gentle kiss. I did the same thing to Duncan and turned to see Miriam seated in a rocking chair with her tablet in one hand.

She smiled at me. "Wyatt, will you do something for me?" she asked, her voice soft.

"Sure," I answered, my voice soft, too.

"Will you call me Mir?"

"Mir?" I was puzzled.

She nodded. "Yes. It's a nickname. I only let people that I love call me that."

I swallowed. "And you want me to use that?"

"Yes." She smiled at me.

"Does that mean that you...?"

She nodded again. "Yes, Wyatt. I love you. Not in the way that Lacey does, but still, I do love you."

"I... I don't know what to say, other than thank you." I looked down at her and then I leaned over her. She tilted her face up, and then she smiled. I leaned closer and kissed her.

She caressed my face as she broke the kiss. "Go love on her, Wyatt. You need it, and so does she."

I nodded and left the room, softly closing the door behind me.

"Took you long enough," Lacey said from the bed.

"We were talking," I replied as I walked over to her. I realized that she was nude and smiling at me.

"About what?"

I pulled my pants off and crawled onto the bed with her. "She wants me to call her Mir, instead of Miriam."

Lacey's smile gleamed in the dim light, and she laughed softly. "So, she *does* love you! That's wonderful!" She snuggled against me and then buried her face in my neck. "She didn't understand why you weren't calling her Mir from the first."

I just put my arms around Lacey and held her close. "I just felt that it would seem too familiar of me to call her by that nickname."

Lacey laughed. "Even after she was in our bed so many times? I would say that that would have made you very familiar with her."

"What can I say? I'm an old man, and I don't always pick up on things that are obvious to you." I looked at her and I realized that she was trying very hard to not laugh, so I tickled her sides a bit, and she did laugh at that. "Listen, young lady... You keep this up and I'll spank you!" I said with a grin.

"Promises, promises," Lacey said, a huge smile on her face. She ran her fingers over my face. "Even though we were apart for such a short time, I missed this part of our love. The way we talk and tease each other."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. It makes me feel like..." she looked at me, "like I'm home, no matter where we are, if we're there together, it's home." She kissed me gently. "Does that even make sense?"

I nodded. "It does." I kissed her. "I feel the same way." I traced my fingers over her face, and she closed her eyes, while her smile was simply one of contentment. I reveled in the feel of her skin under my fingertips. When she kissed them as they moved over her lips, I took a sharp breath.

Her eyes opened quickly. "Are you alright?"

"Very alright. I love touching you..."

She sighed softly. "I love feeling you touch me." She moved her face enough that my fingers were over her lips again. She kissed them, then closed her eyes again with a smile. Her breathing was soft, and I could hear the soft purrs she was making as I continued caressing her face.

I trailed my fingers along the side of her face and then she opened her eyes. She grinned and then she grabbed my face with her hands. "This is wonderful, but I *need* you!"

"Oh?"

"Yes!" She kissed me fiercely, then she rolled on me, ending up with her bare breasts pressing into my chest. I could feel her hard nipples pressing into me before she plunged her tongue into my mouth.

She ground her already wet pussy against me. She lifted herself up a bit and I felt her hand on my cock. We both moaned as she brought her pussy lips over the head of my cock. I felt the warmth and the wetness, and then she looked into my eyes.

"Hard and wild," she gasped, wicked grin on her face, and then she dropped all the way onto me. I just barely touched her cervix and then she began riding me. She put her hands on my chest while her calves where along the sides of my hips. She was moving as fast as she could, with hunger in her eyes. "Fuck me, Wyatt. Fuck me!"

I lifted her up and shot my load deeply into her before I grabbed her breasts and pinched her nipples. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Lacey nearly screamed and then I felt her orgasm rock her. She shook and quivered before starting to snap her head back and forth. I reached up and pulled her down to me, letting her move against my arms while I held her closely.

Her breathing began to slow down, and she giggled softly. "Hold me, love."

"I will, my princess."

She lifted her head to look at me. "For how long?"