I heart this scene. And there's no real place to put it. So, here, have it now! LOVE!
Short, sweet, sexay!
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Nolan kissed his wife slowly. God she was beautiful. He sucked in on her generous lower lip and she just about purred as she sighed out.
“What are you doing to me?” She whispered when he’d moved his lips to trace along the delicate line of her jaw. The husky friction in her tone made him smile with satisfaction.
“I dunno…” He murmured, close to her ear. “What am I doing to you?” He captured the delicate flesh of her earlobe with a soft sort of growl and she gasped before chuckling low and honeyed.
“I’m a married woman.” She cautioned him even as she arched her back and pressed her body against his.
“Hmmm” he commented, slipping his hands from the relatively innocuous realm of her upper back to the tantalizing space between her lower back and the round swell of her ass. He pulled her hips even closer to his own and buried his face between her neck and shoulder. “Your husband is one lucky man.” He mumbled against the warm, dark skin over her collarbone.
She laughed deep in her throat and he slid one hand over her gorgeous full backside and the other up to the back of her skull where he gripped her neck, tangling his fingers in her thick, dark, richly scented hair. His hands were strong, applying a very demanding amount of pressure, but he kept his kisses along the wide expanse of her collarbone light and teasing. One of her hands gripped his shoulder and the other gripped his shirt at his lower back.
Their kids were all out of the house—Keer was sleeping over Nikki’s house, Ajay was at his Uncle Sanjay’s because they were leaving for a weekend camping trip in the morning, and Nolan had dropped Lola off at Jonah’s just after supper. They had the house to themselves. For once.
He was openly sexing-up his wife in the kitchen. It was thrilling, and he chuckled a bit at the thought of something so tame feeling so forbidden.
“What’s so funny?” Zahra asked playfully, and slid her hand down to cup one of his ass cheeks.
He growled and kissed her on the lips again, greedy and hungry. “I’m going to make love to my wife anywhere I damn well please.” He said with a prurient smile.
Her eyes widened. “I’m not so sure if we can—“ She said, looking a little concerned.
He felt confused for a moment. Was someone else home?
“I’ll have to check to see if I’m, um, available, everywhere.” She whispered, her dark cheeks flushing a deep red.
A half a moment more ticked by before he understood the misunderstanding. He threw his head back and laughed richly. “I meant anywhere in the house.” He said after his laugh, and he squeezed her tight. He couldn’t help chuckling appreciatively at her pretty embarrassment. “But if you’d like that…” He murmured and kneaded her backside possessively.
She laughed and moaned and pulled his head toward her. “I want everything.” She told him lustily, before taking his lower lip between her teeth and sucking greedily.
God damn he was a lucky man. He breathed in deeply and exhaled. “Well It’s my sacred duty to oblige you, wife.” He sighed when she’d released his lips.
He raised an eyebrow when she slid her hand around to the front of his body and massaged him through his pants. He and Zee found time for physical intimacy often enough, but just as all young parents, they knew the value of a night alone in an empty house and they weren’t going to squander the opportunity on anything run-of-the-mill.
“I’m going to fuck you senseless.” He told her baldly when she squeezed his hardness voraciously.
“You’d better.” She said with a dusky smile.
“Anywhere I want.” He added, a note of warning coloring the playful reiteration.
She chuckled and his spine sizzled at the deep, dark sound of it. With a low purring sort of noise she unbuttoned his pants, slid the zipper down and slowly sank to her knees.
Nolan Leaned back, placing a hand to either side of him on the surface of their kitchen island and closed his eyes to savor the feeling of his cock captured in her mouth. “I’m a happily married man.” He told her, his voice hitching as his breath pattern stalled out in response to her skilled servicing.
She made a throaty ‘mmm’ sound that vibrated the length of him and he sighed out a ragged breath. If he had his way neither of them would be getting a wink of sleep till dawn.
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