4

After almost a whole day, the longing for my boys is so intense that I can hardly stand still when I arrive at my sister-in-law's doorstep.

Of course it's not the greatest thing in the world to meet her annoying lover right now, but I don't intend to talk to him anyway.

The whole ride I've been thinking about the last few hours, couldn't stop smiling and the sheer contentment in my chest feels incredible.

I just hope that Sophia and I finally get it together after all these months because I can't take any more drama and distance.

I sigh and ring the bell, I can already hear my older man laughing and I'm far too restless.

I've never missed anyone as much as the boys and that was just a day.

When the door opens, I straighten up and look into the blue eyes of this prat whose name just doesn't suit me.

"I'm here to get my kids," I say monotonously, ignoring his looks and running my hands through my hair, disheveled from morning exercise.

Wordlessly, he nods, stepping aside so I can enter the house and I'm immediately struck by the sight of my boy.

In a dark blue romper, he crawls totally relaxed over the expensive marble floor while inspecting everything with his big eyes.

I immediately walk towards him, lift him up very slowly and, as always, immediately bury my nose in the hollow of his neck, enjoying the way his pure smell fills me and his laughter fills the room.

"Dada!", it suddenly comes from behind and I immediately turn with a big smile in the direction from which my favorite voice is coming.

With tangled curls on his face, Harry stares at me wide-eyed as he fiddles with the tie of his shorts.

He runs towards me and wraps his short arms around my neck before doing what I just did to his brother.

"Did you miss me?" I ask softly, breaking away from him and brushing his hair out of his face.

He just nods, puts his hand in my hair and grins broadly at me.

"Let's go home." I say and stand up with both of my boys in my arms.

"Have you two clarified everything?" It sounds in front of me and I nod wordlessly when I meet my sister-in-law's eyes.

"Why is it so hard for you to like me anyway?" comes from Flora and with a sigh I set Harry down on the floor.

As if looking into a different version of my wife's face, I look into her eyes.

"You dated my brother for two years only to break up and get together with him, what do you expect me to do please? Imagine me doing the same thing to Sophia, you would have killed me long ago. " I say calmly.

"Point goes to you. But - Nate, that would have with Noah and I-" "Never worked out. I know, Flora. You're not accountable to me. Thanks for watching, you really saved us," I interrupt she smiles and grabs my older son's hand.

I say goodbye to my sister-in-law and pack the kids into my car before driving home with a big grin on my face.

But that's until my cell phone rings.

It's not easy to have a day off in my position because there's always something you need.

Ever since I had kids they try not to call too often and I appreciate that, but sometimes it's just inappropriate.

"Go ahead, Brooklyn.", I start tensely and briefly check whether everything is ok with the boys and am rewarded with two wonderfully beaming faces.

"Mr. Vance, for some reason I can't find last week's stock purchase folder, do you have it with you?" my assistant asks, audibly anxious, because we both know how important this folder is.

"You're kidding me, aren't you Brooklyn?" I reply, feeling unrest and tension begin to fill my body.

"It's not with me, Mr. Vance! You gave it to me and then took it back from me," the young man explains, sounding just as nervous as I am and I run my hands through my hair in desperation.

The thought that all the stocks I've bought over the last few months could just be lost just like that makes me tremble.

Trusting myself and my workers utterly, I haven't even bothered to get any kind of copies or invoices for the stocks, and on that one occasion they're bound to get lost.

Without even thinking twice, I drive in the completely opposite direction, not even giving a shit about how I look or what time it is.

"I'll be right there," I just say and hang up before throwing my phone aside and running my hand through my hair in stress.

After what feels like hours, I finally arrive at the huge building, taking Arrow's complete maxicosis with me while Harry makes himself comfortable on my arm.

Violet immediately gets up, looks at me confused and then immediately runs towards me.

"Mr Vance, what are you doing here??" she asks, looking at me with green eyes.

"I'm just here to sort something out, could you please call my wife and tell her I might not be able to make it with the boys for lunch with her. Thanks," I say hastily, then get on the elevator before putting Harry down and rubbing my face.

The drive upstairs to my office also feels like an eternity and I'm almost running to my room when I get upstairs.

"Rook!" Harry calls out, smiling broadly as I pull him into my office behind me.

"Hey little man!" replies my assistant happily, taking Arrow from me before moving on to my older son as well.

"Have you looked everywhere Brooklyn?? These stocks are worth over a million dollars!" I call out tensely as I frantically search my drawers for that damn blue folder.

"Yes, Mr. Vance, I have," he replies, much more calmly than I do, because an almost insane adult is enough with two children.

When Arrow starts crying too, I notice how everything is getting over my head and I grab my hair in desperation.

"My brother!" It suddenly occurs to me and within seconds I find myself in the elevator.

"Mr Vance, what can I do for you-" without even letting Noah's assistant finish, I storm into his office.

"Nate? Today is Wednesday, what are you doing here?" he asks confused and I take a deep breath in desperation.

"The blue folder with last week's stock purchases - do you know where it is?" I reply, looking into his dark green eyes.

He brushes his long hair back from his face and then just shakes his head, having no idea what he's doing with it.

"Damn!" I scream, clutching my forehead.

"Calm down! They're coming!" says Noah, and while he seems to be trying to bring me down, he does exactly the opposite.

"That's millions of dollars worth of stock, Noah! How am I supposed to stay calm?" I scream and sigh loudly, pacing, unable to calm myself.

As if I wasn't stressed enough already, I feel my pants vibrate and when the tune reaches me, I groan in annoyance.

Now I can't handle a discussion with Sophia either.

Not now.

"Yeah?" I snap into the phone, not even trying to hide how stressed I am.

"What's the matter, darling?" my wife asks, calm and worried, not what I expected.

Her voice sends pleasant goosebumps over my body and I gather everything together with a sigh.

"A folder with important stock purchases has disappeared," I reply, giving Noah a quick wave before walking back to the elevator.

"Wait - is that a blue folder?" Sophia asks and I hear her get up from her chair.

"Yeah, do you know where he is??" I ask nervously, praying to God my wife can help me because otherwise I and my whole company will be a few million dollars lighter.

"It's at home in your office. I accidentally took it with me because I thought it was my drawings. After that I put it in your safe.", "Baby, I love you so much! Thank you. I - was on the verge of going insane," I say, chest several pounds lighter.

The relief spreads through my whole body instantly and I find myself slowly but surely calming down.

"That means we'll see each other in three hours?" she asks and I hear her smile, immediately join in and sigh.

"I'll be there. Thanks again," I reply, now totally calm.

After saying goodbye to Sophia, I run back to my office, convey the good news to my stressed-out assistant, and then make my way home with my boy.

I smile at the girls at the agency while, how else, I drag Harry behind me to the elevator while Arrow almost eats my entire ear.

Just as I have both boys somewhat under control, the elevator pulls up four floors early and I watch, confused, as a stranger I've really never seen here joins me.

"Well, Harry?" he suddenly says and when I look down at my older one, he beams broadly at the blue-eyed handsome.

His shaved head and three-day beard make it difficult for me to judge his age as he could be in his mid to late twenties.

"I don't think we've met before. Blake, I work in management," he says, and as he starts to smile, two deep dimples appear on either side, making him look a lot younger.

Slightly skeptical, I give a fake smile and nod.

"Nice to meet you, Nathaniel, Sophia's husband," I say, although I'm more than aware that he probably already knows that.

"I'm aware of that, of course, but it's different, meeting the Nathaniel Vance in person," replies the young man before turning his attention back to my son.

As the elevator doors open again, I behold the uniquely beautiful form of my wife, as I expected, and I can't hide how much it calms me.

While I think she's starting to smile at seeing us, she walks up to the management guy and wraps her arms around his body.

The two look way too familiar to me and immediately my blood fills with disgusting jealousy.

It's only when we get to her and Harry takes his mother's hand that she notices our presence and looks surprised.

"You're already here! Hey, baby!" she calls out smiling and pulls Harry into her arms.

She also takes Arrow from me and while I'm somewhere more than enjoying this moment, the jealousy is driving me insane.

I don't like the way this cutie stares at my wife and almost undresses with his eyes and if it weren't for the boys I would have made a scene by now.

Is this man responsible for my wife distancing herself from me?

If so, I'm not wasting another second taking my boys and getting out of here faster than anyone can question.

"Hey darling."

My favorite voice tears me out of my evil thoughts and when I look into my wife's brown eyes, I immediately calm down.

I slide my hand to her cheek and briefly kiss her forehead.

"Hey.", I mumble, am surprised when I suddenly feel Sophia's lips on mine, but return the kiss without any hesitation.

Her tongue glides very gently over mine, teasing me.

I gently pull her bottom lip between my teeth and sigh.

"I ordered Indian!" she says as we walk to her office together.

"Oh yeah, Blake, I'll stop by later, okay?" my wife calls out to the blue-eyed boy, and I run my hands through my hair in annoyance before sitting down with Harry.

"Is everything alright?" Sophia asks calmly while breastfeeding Arrow and shoving rice into her own mouth.

"How long has this Blake been working here?" I reply tensely, unable to hide how much he annoys me.

"For almost four months, why?" Sophia looks at me confused and I shrug my shoulders, shaking my head.

"You don't have to be jealous, love," she says softly, grabbing my free hand before smiling at me.

Harry grabs my nose and gets me to look him in the eye and when he points to his mouth with tired eyes I nod.

Without a word, I pull his blanket and pacifiers out of his pocket before he settles comfortably on my lap.

"I just can't hold it back," I mumble, sighing, gently rubbing Harry's back.

"He's not what I want."

Her eyes are serious, but so soft that everything inside me melts away.

"And what do you want?" I ask, hoping for that only answer.

"You."

Grinning, I slide my hand down her thigh before getting up.

"You're leaving already?" she asks sadly as she watches me pull my hat over my head.

"They're both going to fall asleep," I reply, looking into her eyes.

"But I still wanted to make love to you.", she whispers softly and gently lays Arrow in his maxicate.

"We can do that co-", "Put Harry on the couch and come into the bathroom.", my wife only says sternly and even if I somehow have a bad conscience about the children, I do what is asked of me and follow my wife into her bathroom.

Her lips are immediately on mine as she grips her fingers in my hair.

"Are you okay, baby?" I ask softly, realizing how desperately she's pressing against me, like only I can distract her from something.

Her brown eyes lock into mine as she slides her hands down my waistband.

"Just a few things didn't go as planned, I need this now," she says hastily, bringing our lips together again so I just surrender to her.

I groan and pull my pants off, releasing them halfway to attend to my wife, but as she wraps her fingers around my erection, I slide my head against the wall and groan loudly.

She tugs at her pants suit in vain, probably cursing herself for it, and when the fabric finally doesn't cover most of her body anymore, I slide my hands to her bottom.

"Turn around," I whisper, panting, pulling her tiny panties down her legs.

Good she does what is asked of her and immediately I grab her pigtails and bring her ear to my mouth.

Very slowly I penetrate into her, groaning as the warm tightness envelops my cock and almost drives me insane.

I wrap my hand around Sophia's throat and slide my thumb into her mouth, not letting anyone but me hear her wonderful sound of pleasure.

She's clutching the sink, staring at us in the mirror like she swore she'd never look anywhere else.

"You're so beautiful. I can't take my eyes off you either.." I whisper with a groan, picking up the pace a bit and enjoying the way she desperately sucks my thumb.

The sound of skin slapping each other sends goosebumps all over my body and again I let my eyes slide to her reflection.

"I love watching you cum..." she suddenly whispers, looking deep into my eyes and I stop moving in surprise.

More than turned on by her confession, I slip my hand between her legs and start massaging her sensitive clit so that in less than seconds Sophia's eyes narrow and her mouth twists in pleasure into an almost perfect O, her voice almost hoarse and my name drenched in moaning noises.

Very slowly, I step away from my wife, throwing aside my pants and pulling my shirt over my head before slouching on the toilet seat so she has a perfect view of me.

Without breaking eye contact, I start massaging my sack with one hand while the other tends to my length.

Sophia's eyes widen and I throw my head back, swallowing.

"You're so hot Daddy..." she moans softly and I almost sob with pleasure as I watch her massage her own breast.

"Come here, I want to cum in your mouth." I demand and groan tightly as the first drop of pleasure escapes me.

Immediately my wife kneels in front of me, leads my length into her sweet mouth and without hesitating any longer, I let go and am literally beaten by my orgasm.

It lasts a few minutes and I would love to see what it looks like from the outside as we come out of the bathroom together.

Just as I'm fastening my belt, the door yanks open and I look up, slightly overwhelmed, only to find those blue eyes.

I can't deny that I'm glad he sees us this way.

It's way too obvious what just happened between me and Sophia, we just look too fucked up.

With a triumphant smile, I adjust my shirt and then run my hands through my tousled hair.

"I'm le-", "It's okay, Blake. Nate was just about to leave with the kids," my wife says, sliding her eyes to me.

"I'll see you at home then, love," she whispers while kissing my cheek.

"I can still feel you inside me..." she adds and with a grin I kiss her addictively before I lift Harry off the couch and then leave the office with him and Arrow.

Even though I've marked my territory, I don't like the thought of the two being alone now.

I really need to keep an eye on this guy.