Control, Lot's Of It

“Argh!” Wyoming’s fingers clenched, her teeth gritting in frustration while Connor and Cayden, the duo from h*ll did another trick that left her breathless, her body humming in unreleased tension.

“Mommy, put some sunblock on my back and daddy’s,” Connor demanded, handing her a bottle of sunblock lotion and turning around, so his back was facing her.

She opened the cap, applied some to her palms, and lathered her son’s small back with the lotion.

“There, all done. You can now go swim in the water with your dad.” She told him while she placed the bottle of sunblock aside, careful that her eyes led her astray.

She had been trying so hard to ignore the rippling muscles on Cayden’s exposed back which he also displayed alongside her son’s. Cayden previously followed Connor’s lead and presented her back to her as well.

She smoothed sunblock on Connor but not on Cayden.

However, her eyes betrayed her every time. She could not help but look at Cayden’s back, filled with ridges and cur