Free Cowboy Christmas (A Henley Christmas Novella) (Down Under Cowboy series) by Kasey Millstead Page A

weekend, and then I’d return the favour at his and Ava’s place on the next weekend.  Jeremy’s just shown up – four hours after go time.
    “Sorry, man ,” he apologises.
    “No worries, just get your ass on the ladder and give me a hand.  Sooner these are done, the sooner we can relax inside with a beer. ”
    We continue hanging the lights until we’ve completed the guttering.  Climbing onto the roof, I set up a Santa near the chimney.
    “Give me a hand,” I shout out to Jeremy.
    “Just a sec.”  He hangs another decoration and then climbs up to help me assemble the giant reindeer and Santa with sleigh light display.   After that’s done, we string some more lights in a pattern across the roof and climb down to start on the lawn display.
    Ava and Edie are placing baubles, lights and tinsel on a tree off to the side, so Jeremy and I set up the blow up Santa Claus.
    “You want some punch, babe?”  Edie calls out.  I look over to my woman.  The sun is shining through her dark hair, making it look like it’s shimmering.  She’s wearing a loose white shirt and I know the top button of her denim shorts is popped open.  Don’t ask me why she insists on wearing them.  Her stomach is too swollen with my spawn for them to fit anymore, but she won’t let that stop her.  One hand rests on her stomach, while the other wipes the sweat from her forehead. 
    My dick twitches.
    If she ain’t the sexiest woman alive, I’d like to see who is.
    Images of last night run through my head.  Edie on her hands and knees, ass in the air, legs apart.  Her swollen, wet pussy just aching for my cock.  My hands splayed across her back with my fingertips circling her hips, her big tits hanging down, her nipples dark and fat from the pregnancy.
    Jeremy’s laugh disguised by a cough pulls me from my daydreaming.  My cock is pitching a tent in my pants, so I adjust myself before punching Jeremy in the shoulder.  “Shut up, asshole,” I mutter.  Edie’s still standing there, looking at me expectantly. 
    “Punch would be good, Ace, but a beer would be better.”  She shakes her head and walks off.  I watch as her ass swings from side and side with each step she takes.
    “Seriously, man, stop eye raping your wife,” Jeremy laughs from beside me.
    “Can’t help it, mate.”  I grin at him and then walk over to the power board.  I plug everything in and place it undercover, so it’s out of the weather.  We’ll have to wait an hour or two until it’s dark to turn them on.
    “Daddy.”  My heart skips a beat and I turn around at the sound of my name.  Olive comes running toward me before slamming into my leg.  Her chubby arms go around my thigh and she squeezes.  “Daddy,” she repeats.  “Up.”  I lean down and pick her up, settling her on my hip. 
    “Did you just wake up, baby girl?  Did daddy’s girl have a good sleep?”  I kiss her on th e cheek and hold her close.  Second to her mother, she’s the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.  Smooth, soft skin, black hair, blue eyes; she’s had my heart the moment she took her first breath in our bathroom.
    “Come here and give Uncle Jez a cuddle.”  Jeremy holds his hands out, so I hand Olive over and take the beers Edie gives me.
    I twist the top off and take a long pull.
    Fuck that’s nice , I sigh.
    “Here,” I say, handing Jeremy his beer.
    “Thanks, bro.”
    “You boys did good.  I can’t wait ‘til the kids see it all lit up tonight,” Ava says, sliding an arm around Jeremy’s waist.
    “They’re going to love it!  Just you wait and see,” Edie claps.
    I shake my head at my wife.  She’s the most adorable person I’ve ever met.  I never thought I’d settle down, until she came to town…Huh! I’m a poet and I don’t even know it.  A chuckle escapes my lips and Edie’s brows knit together.  I lean down and whisper in her ear.  “Gonna fuck you so good tonight, Ace.  Can’t wait to be inside you, darlin’.” I