“Michael, it’s okay. It’s written all over your face.” She offered him a small smile. “I struggle to express milk, but I’m thinking about trying a bottle each evening so I can have a little break. I thought you might like to give it to her.”
He nodded. “I’d love that.” He wrapped his arm around Lily’s shoulders and cradled his child in her mother’s arms. “I love you,” he whispered into Lily’s neck.
“I love you, too. Thank you for everything,” Lily whispered as she blinked back tears of happiness.
“Oh, sweetheart. It should be me thanking you.” Michael kissed her on the lips and groaned when the tips of their tongues met.
He craved intimate contact with his wife, but since she’d had Sirena, they’d only managed to make love a handful of times, and he was frustrated. Not just sexually frustrated, just frustrated in general.
Michael missed the alone time he used to spend with Lily before the twins arrived. Even after the twins arrived, they’d still managed to get time alone, which wasn’t rushed like it had become. Now that Sirena had arrived, their time together was limited. He knew Lily tried, but her time was always taken up with their children. He didn’t blame Lily and he knew it was just one of those things about having young children, but there were times when he felt lonely.
“You’re frustrated,” Lily observed. “I’m sorry.” She sighed and wouldn’t meet his gaze. “We need some time alone. Just the two of us with no interruptions.” Lily rested her head against Michael’s shoulder. “I miss you.”
“I can’t tell you enough how much I love you, and it won’t always be like this. Sirena is only a few months old, she’ll eventually start to settle earlier in the evening so that you’re not too exhausted to spend time cuddling with me.” Michael smiled, wanting her to know that she would always have him.
“We cuddle now, but I’m usually asleep within minutes of climbing into your arms.”
He chuckled. “If it’s any conciliation, I’m not usually that far behind you. Who knew having kids would be so exhausting?”
They chuckled together as they looked down at their now sleeping daughter. It was clear that Sirena had used Lily’s nipple as a soother.
He was uncomfortable behind his zipper. It was beautiful watching his wife nurse his child, but after, as she pulled the baby from her breast, her eyes dreamy with love and a soft smile on her lips, his heart stopped. The perfection of her skin on her bared breast made his fingers tingle with a desire to touch her. He’d become hard and horny as her eyes met his and a need flickered in her gaze. He’d probably come the minute he entered her with how aroused he was.
“Michael?” Lily pressed a hand against him.
He growled and gasped in pleasure as she stroked him, but he didn’t want to come in his pants, which was the way it was about to end.
“Don’t, babe.”
“But, you’re rock hard.”
“I’ll be fine.” He hoped. “Let’s get Sirena upstairs. It’s getting late.”
He stood and helped Lily to her feet while she cuddled their daughter against her chest.
Michael carried the bassinet upstairs and placed it on the stand in the corner of their bedroom. He watched as Lily bent and placed their daughter inside, who luckily stayed asleep.
*
Lily knew that Michael was frustrated with their lack of sex life since Sirena had been born, and she wished she knew what to do to prevent it from carrying on. She was exhausted on a daily basis with the twins and the new baby. Although she loved them completely, she wished she had energy left for her husband. He understood, but it was hurting her as much as it was him.
While she’d been mulling things over, Michael had gotten ready for bed in his black pajama bottoms before he climbed under the covers. Perhaps tonight she could make more of an effort to stay awake.
She kept her back to Michael and slipped a sexy babydoll nightshirt out of her drawer before she went into the bathroom.
With the door closed, she quickly washed her breasts to make sure there was no milk that lingered and then pulled the nightshirt on.
She turned and glanced at herself in the full-length mirror, and her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Her boobs looked huge in the outfit as they spilled over the top. They were definitely a lot bigger than before Sirena was born.
Michael loved her boobs, both before she’d had kids and after. He’d spend ages playing with them when they made love. She sighed. It had been ages since she felt close to him, but, hopefully, what she planned was a step in the right direction.