Blakely walks in, looking absolutely astounding, especially with the blush extending to the tops of her ears. She’s fucking beautiful beyond compare. When I hold my hand out to her, she takes it. When she kisses my knuckles, hell, I just about lose it.
What is it about my woman? “Hey, babe, we got a few days off at the Park Hyatt, courtesy of Patten, here. You good?”
She smiles at Grayson. “Thank you. That’s really nice. After, can I take Jack home?”
I squeeze her to me, loving the smell of her, wishing we could be together yet knowing I have an important job to finish. “Soon. The senate’s voting right before Christmas. Then, these guys are going to find me a cushy post in New York. Okay?”
Her eyes meet my gaze and we share a heated moment until Grayson clears his throat.
He checks his phone, texts, and says, “Okay. Fun’s over. Me and Slate are out of here. You good?
I nod. “I’ll touch base with Lucky in a few.”
After slapping me hard on the back, and kissing Blake on the cheek, they go, leaving me alone with my stunning, fuckable, wife who I haven’t made love with in nine days, three hours, and fifteen minutes. When she smiles wickedly, blood runs south, and my cock tents the sheet.
“Babe, I need you.” I slide my feet to the floor, hand her the pole holding my IV, and point to the bathroom.
“Here?” When the black centers of her blue eyes grow dark, I tug her inside the bathroom.
Careful with the IV, I press her against the tiled wall, my cock growing thick as it tries to find its happy place.
“Damn, you feel good.”
Her baby bump pressing into me does some serious shit to my heart. She and I are making a brand-new life. How fucking awesome is that?
My mouth devours her and before we go completely out of our minds, I lock the door. Immediately, her short nails dig into the back of my neck. I shudder and thrust my tongue in and out.
“I can never get enough of you.”
Her answer is to undo the ties of my hospital gown, leaving me naked. Not to be outdone, I pull my old sweatshirt over her head. Her silk pajama top comes with it. There’s no bra so beautiful, full breasts with these amazing nipples bounce to her chest.
Every time I see them, they’re a little bigger, fuller. My hands fly to them, to knead the flesh and I moan. Oh fuck, she feels good.
While I get reacquainted with her top half, she drops her yoga pants and slides her hands to my lower back. With hands on my butt cheeks, she arches her back in invitation. I RSVP by lowering my mouth and watch her face. Her boobs are super-sensitive and I want pleasure, not pain. While I bury my face in her, she slides one hand to my cock and wraps her fingers around me.
I drop one hand, slide it between her legs, and she’s dripping so I press my thumb to her clit. She rocks against me, the nub growing, her breath getting shallow as she holds on tighter.
We’re both raw, edgy, and this joining will make us whole again. I turn her so her chest rubs against the tiled wall.
“Ohhh. Cold.”
“I’ll fix that real fast.” I place myself at her entrance and I sink into her so fucking deep she moans.
Core to core, I roll my thumb over her clit and her muscles clench around my cock. It only takes a pinch to drive her over the top.
The resulting waves of orgasm drive me wild. I push, I thrust, I grind, Damn, I’m so hard, so needy, and yet can’t release. Her arms reach around, short nails dig into my butt, and her thighs lock tight. She meets my every move with an intensity taking me so close to release, I almost can’t bear it.
Suddenly, my back tightens, my balls grow hard, and I let go. We shudder as one as I rest with my chest to her back.
I can’t fucking believe how much I love her.
“Babe… You okay?” Slowly, I pull out and turn her so I can see her face. Her eyes are brimming, her face a little wet.
“I love you so much.”
“Love you, too.” I kiss the tip of her nose and smile. “You think we’ll ever get sick of this?”
“Doubt it.” She chuckles and finds a cloth in the sink. Then, she wipes my cum from me in this sweet and gentle way that blows my mind.
