“Love you, Daddy. To the moon and back.” Shania blows kisses, and Kent pretends to catch them. I press the button to close Shania’s window as I lower mine.
Kent rounds the car, sticking his head through my window to kiss me. It’s our usual morning routine. Closing my eyes, I wrap my arms around my sexy husband’s neck as he kisses me, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and devouring me. He’s shameless, but I adore how affectionate he is. He is always kissing me, holding my hand, putting his arm around my shoulders, or squeezing my ass.
Reluctantly, we tear our lips apart. “I’ll call you when I’m leaving the office later. Do my parents know we’ll be late picking the princess up tonight?”
“They know, and they’re cool with it. Alex said Shania could sleep over if we want.”
A devilish glint gleams in Kent’s eye. “I’m surprised you didn’t agree on the spot.” Darting in, he nibbles on my earlobe and whispers, “Think of all the naughty things I can do to you if we have a free house, Presley baby.”
I squirm on my seat as liquid lust pools low in my body. “God, you turn me on so much with just the promise of your cock,” I whisper. “That is a true talent.”
“Arrange the sleepover, sweetheart.” He pecks my lips. “I’m going to make you scream my name all night long.”
* * *
The last client leaves, and I flip the sign on the door to closed and lock the door. Kent is already en route here from the law firm he works at, so I have a few minutes to prepare my workstation and make myself presentable. I grab a quick shower in the staff bathroom, keeping my hair out of the water, and get changed into a tight-fitting black dress and my lace-up knee-high boots. Pulling my hair into a high ponytail, I slick red lipstick on my lips and apply some mascara before spritzing perfume on my neck and wrists. Then I call a local steak and seafood restaurant and make a reservation for later while I clean my work area and wait for my husband to arrive.
“You look fucking gorgeous,” Kent says when I let him into the building Austen and I co-own. We use the main retail space for Tenley Ink and rent the adjoining smaller units to a couple of other businesses. The overhead apartments are rented to private individuals. He reels me into his arms, slapping my ass, as he rocks his hips into mine. “Smell fucking gorgeous too,” he adds, running his nose along the exposed column of my neck.
“I could say the same about you,” I admit, shucking out of his embrace and threading my fingers in his. “You are hot as fuck in that suit.” He’s wearing a navy Hugo Boss two-piece with a pristine white dress shirt and a silver and navy tie. Glimmering silver cuff links sparkle under the bright lights of the studio as I lead him to my work area at the back. All the blinds are pulled down at the front, and everyone else has left for the day, so we have complete privacy. I have some ideas what we can do with it, and I’m not talking about the lion design I’m planning on inking on Kent’s lower back.
“I need you, Presley baby,” Kent says, slamming me up against the wall when we step into my room. “I am so horny for you.”
“Great minds think alike,” I rasp, whimpering as his fingers creep under the hem of my dress. “I have been thinking about sex with you all day.”
“Do you think every married couple is like this?” he asks, dotting open-mouthed kisses along my neck and my collarbone as his wicked fingers continue their upward trajectory under my dress.
“Hot for one another?” I inquire, arching a brow.
“Yes.” His lips tease the corner of my mouth.
“I think we’re bucking the norm, but I’m no expert.” A squeal escapes my lips when his fingers brush the front of my panties.
“I think we’re so fucking lucky, Pres.” Lifting his head, he stalls his fingers, much to my disappointment. “We have a great marriage. We’re a real team. We confide in one another and enjoy being together. Our daughter is incredible, and our sex life blows my fucking mind. Life couldn’t get any better.”
“Romantic Kent still has the power to sucker punch me in the ovaries.” I clasp his gorgeous face in my hands. “I love you so much, and I love our life. I didn’t know it was possible to be this happy.”
“Me either.” He leans in and kisses me tenderly while his fingers make slow circles on the outside front of my panties. “We’re living the dream, babe.”
“We are, but you know what would make it even better?”
He flashes me a cocky smile, showcasing a set of perfect white teeth. “Me fucking you over the tattoo table?”
“You read my mind.” I gasp when his fingers slide under the lace and he parts my folds.
“Fuck, babe. You’re dripping.”
“I told you I’ve been dreaming about this all day.”
“You’re my every fantasy come to life, Pres. I hope you realize that.” I shudder with desire when he slides two fingers inside me.
“As you are mine. Now fuck me, husband. You promised I’d be screaming your name all night. I think it’s time we got started.”
13
AUSTEN
“Hello?” I tentatively call out when Colton and I step through the door of Tenley Ink, greeted by the distinct sound of moaning. Colton grins as I slam to a halt, wondering if I can sneak back out before Presley and Kent notice. I knew she was adding new ink to his back tonight, and when I dropped Eliot and Lia at my in-laws house an hour ago, Alex mentioned she was taking Shania overnight too so Kent and Pres could have a night out. I had already made plans with my buddy to go for drinks and I thought they might like to join us.
