I close the distance between us, and once she closes the oven door and sets the tray of muffins on the stove to cool, I pounce on her, wrapping my arms around her from behind.
“It’s about time you woke up, sleepy head. I was worried I wouldn’t have enough time to seduce you before you had to head to the rink for morning skate.”
“Seduce me, eh?”
“Yep,” she says, popping the “p” and nodding her head once.
“What did you have in mind?”
“Wearing nothing but your shirt, for starters.”
“I mean, I knew you weren’t wearing a bra, but no panties?” I question, drawing the hem of the shirt up so I can see for myself. And, Jesus, would you look at that—she was telling the truth and her pretty pussy looks like it’s begging for another round.
“Are you sore after last night?” I ask her.
Tae shakes her head, but I quirk a brow in question. “I mean, I’m not sore but I do feel gloriously stretched.”
“We can do other things. I seem to remember you loving my tongue and my fingers.”
“I do, and you’ve already proven to me that I still love them. But I would like the one thing I haven’t been able to have in far too long.”
“You’ll have to be a little more specific,” I goad her.
“I want your cock. Inside me. Preferably right now. Is that specific enough for you?” She quirks one sassy brow at me, and my dick jerks in response.
Even though I want her, I can’t help but question if this is the right move. “It certainly is. But I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m telling you, I’m not sore and last night didn’t hurt me. Besides, I don’t know how the chemo will make me feel.” Tae wrings her hands together, and I rest my palms over them.
“We’ve got the rest of our lives, there’s no rush,” I remind her, rocking us side to side in our embrace.
“I know.” She arches her back, causing her ass to rub against my erection, taunting me like she does best. “What if I told you that I’m justreallyfucking horny right now?”
I let out a low chuckle, leaning down to rasp in her ear. “Then I’d tell you that I’d hate to leave my wife feeling needy and unsatisfied.”
She spins in my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Good. Then do me a favor and give me your mouth, fingers, and cock.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” I murmur as I lift her up and carry her over to the dining room. I lay her back on the table before pulling up a chair. “Spread your legs for me, T.”
She does as I say, and I can’t help but feel like the luckiest man alive to get to see her this way—in a way no one else ever will again. For some deep-seated reason, I have the profound urge to mark her. Scooting her hips toward me, I pepper light kisses along her right thigh before doing the same to her left. But when I reach the apex of her left thigh, I bite down on the soft, creamy flesh enough to leave a mark before soothing the skin with my tongue and lips.
“Did you just bite me and then leave a hickey?”
“I did.”
“Jax!”
I shrug. “What? You’re making me a feral beast.”
Before I can continue to act on that, Tae looks at the clock on the oven and curses. “Shit! You need to go, you’re going to be late for your morning skate. I’m so sorry we got carried away.”
I chuckle and pull her closer to me, wrapping my arms around her waist in the way I’ve come to love so I can keep her close to me. “I’m not going to morning skate.”
“What? Why not? Did it get canceled?”
“No.”
“Then why in the world would you miss morning skate? If you miss, you’ll be benched for tonight’s game, won’t you?”
