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Boo! pt.2🍒

Taylor pov

Y/n tried to jump off the dryer, but I instead held her waist down making her cease to hop back onto the floor. "I still need to finish the laundry", She told me, "I'll do it, Princess", I told her and kissed her nose, "I don't trust you, you're gonna like put bleach in it by accident, Blondie", she told sighed, So I just shook my head at her example, "I won't, well, at least not by accident", I said. We haven't had much time lately together, and by together I mean in bed, due to all six kids and me being on tour, but today my mom and y/n's parents are babysitting them at their houses so we've got all the time in the world. As I continued folding clothes, More than half was just a bunch of tiny baby clothes and hoodies worn by mostly y/n. I then got an idea and started to peel off her shirt, "what are you doing?", she asked, I pulled it off, "I thought it looked dirty that's all", I smirked and grew it in with the rest of the clothes.

When I got everything into the washing machine, I easily reached up and grabbed the jug of detergent which I know y/n envied my capability of. I poured it into the slot and pushed it back in, then pressed "delicate"; a very familiar word when you constantly have babies in your house.

I was now able to focus my attention back onto my shirtless wife, whilst she's only in a rose-pink lace bra. Since she's been breastfeeding her boobs only get bigger which for my pleasure, Is even better especially the sight of them cupped in her bra. "You're staring again", she snapped me out of my thoughts, "oh right, sorry", I said and looked away. "Well don't get all shy, touch em", she said, I raised a brow thinking this was some sort of trap. "Here, I'll help you", she said and grabbed my hands like so, placing them on her breasts for me to touch. She let me feel around and grope them until pulling me closer to her body, having me inbetween her thighs as if waiting for me to place my lips somewhere on her. I knew what she wanted and didn't waste any time to pursue it; I attached my lips to hers already moving them hungrily together. I pushed her hips closer to mine to close the small gap inbetween, my lips also repositioning themselves to her neck clearly with enough passion to leave numerous love bites.

Everything started slowly fade as she became the only thing I truly cared about in this room. "Nope, we're not doing this here, I didn't wait a whole month just for laundry room sex", I shook my head and told her then picked her up her over my shoulder, making her giggle. I carried her to the bedroom and laid her on the bed softly once we got there, "wait how much time do we have before they get back?", she asked, referring to my mom and the kids. I checked the clock on my phone resting on the nightstand, "about an hour", I told her and pushed her to lay down. I laid down on my stomach inbetween her parted thighs, eager for what came next; her. I slowly rid her of the rest of her clothes and kissed around her V line, "so pretty", I mumbled. "Mm taylor", she moaned with such impatients, "Babydoll, where do you need me?", I asked once I looked up. Instead of saying anything, she grabbed my hand to show me, making me smile. She placed my fingers on her wet center, "here?", I asked and she nodded with her head thrown back.

I ran my fingers through her folds to collect only some of her precum, "so wet for me, Princess. Spread your legs a bit more gorgeous, I wanna see all of you", I told her so she did just that, I held her legs down with my hands before using my tongue on her core. I swirled my tongue on her clit and around it, licking all over like it's a savory candy. "Ahh Your tongue feels so good", she groaned and tangled her hand in my hair, wanting nothing but for me to keep going. As I drilled my tongue in and out of her, tasting every corner, my phone buzzed for a notification. I just pushed it away and went even harder in her, "aHhHHh Taylor! I'm gonna-", before she could even finish her scream, thick ropes of cum leaked out of her, waiting for me to lap them up, which I gladly did.

Right as our heart rate began to drop and we started to settle down, the doorbell rang. "Shit!", y/n cursed when she realized it was probably my mom and the kids. We sprung up and threw our clothes frantically back on, soon sprinting downstairs. We took a deep breath and shortly checked our appearance before opening the door to our family. "Hey! Aw Cleo you've got a little scrape", y/n cooed at our four year old when she saw the small scrape on her knee. "Yeah, she had a little accident on her bike, but she's a brave girl, ain't she?", My mom said, with a baby carrier in her hand. Cleo playfully giggled and ran into the living room, then Natalio ran up to me while my dad walked up to the house with two baby carriers, and the older twins cautiously walking in front of him. Natalio ran after her in a waddle-ish pattern due to him still being two years old, and only going up to her chest once he caught up to her.

They roughly hugged eachother, childish giggles falling from both their lips. Mom set one carrier on the floor inside and so did dad, also bringing in the two older twins. When I looked into the carriers I was in awe at the two sleeping newborns, I hoped they'd stay that way. "Okay thanks mom and dad!", I pick up Declan and wave to them, "Gracias, bye!",y/n said and they left. "That was close", y/n said and put her hands over Declan's ears as if he knew what we were saying, "I know, We were not about to get caught again", I sighed.