Aiden was lying on his side of the bed, looking at Ariel's peaceful sleeping form. However, he couldn't touch her; someone already had their little arms wrapped possessively around her neck.
No one ever told him that being a parent would involve spotting a blue ball every once in a while because your child just happens to love your wife more than you do.
He couldn't sleep; he was aching down there so badly, and the only thing that could alleviate that pain was Ariel's warm pussy. He shut his eyes and groaned quietly; thinking about her pussy had him aching more.
Would it be so bad if he carried Jace and dropped him in front of their door? Just for five minutes? The little guy slept deeply so he wouldn't realize it.
No, he couldn't, he felt like a bad father for even thinking about that. But he was so horny! It'd been two freaking days of no action.