The only consolation was whatever this bond was between us. She spent the whole day chatting with me. Occasionally, she would throw images of her celebration ideas across the bridge and it took every ounce of self-control to keep from kidnapping her.
Finally, 5 p.m. rolled around and I was waiting for her in the alleyway next to the hospital. She had one earbud in while she studied the area, she probably thought I was nearby somewhere. True, but I was hiding. After a few seconds, she focused on the sidewalk ahead of her.
I felt a grin growing. My wife wanted to play and I was more than happy to play with her.
I fell into step behind her, still engulfed in shadows. She paused her walk, tilting her head left, trying to catch me from the corner of her eye. She wouldn’t, that would ruin our fun.
Is that you?Her voice travelled over the bridge.
Is what me?
Nothing. Must just be paranoid. I’m just leaving the hospital, are you home?She started walking again.
I’m grabbing dinner. Should I stop by the liquor store, too?
Gravel crunched under my boot. She stopped and did a more obvious check of her surroundings.
Seriously, is that you?
Are you okay? Do you need me to come get you?
No, I’m fine. What’s for?—
I reached out of my shadows, slammed a hand over her mouth, and dragged her into the nearest alley. Her yelp was muffled but the elbow I got to the ribs knocked the wind out of me. Then she stomped on my foot so hard she broke one of my toes—thank god for super healing—and I let go. She whirledaround, ready to slam her fist right in my face, but stopped short when she saw me grinning at her.
“You fucking psycho! What the hell were you thinking? I could have hurt you!”
I snaked my arms around her waist and tugged her into me. “You did hurt me,” I mumbled into her lips. “It was hot as fuck.”
She laughed. “You’re insane.”
“Only for you baby.” I picked her up and pressed her against the brick wall behind her. “I’ve been going out of my mind all day, waiting to have you here, just like this.” I kissed her neck.
“Insatiable,” she teased, raking her fingers through my hair.
I slid one of my hands under her skirt, up her thigh and—fuck me, she really did want to play. She knew how much I loved it when she was already bare for me.
“How long have you been waiting for me like this?” I asked, kissing along her jaw.
Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling my head back. “Celebration idea number four. I’d soaked completely through them anyway, figured I might as well take them off.”
This fucking woman. She drove me so crazy it took the last of my self-control not to fuck her against this wall right here right now. Not that I thought she would care much, but I didn’t want our first time as husband and wife to be five minutes in an alleyway where anyone could walk by. I was going to take her properly…
After I had a little fun.
I dropped to my knees, readjusting her so her legs were wrapped around my shoulders. I hiked up her skirt higher on her hips and ran my tongue over her clit. She hummed, letting her head fall against the wall.
I slid one finger in, then two. She moaned softly, digging her fingers deeper into my hair. Usually I’d drag this out longer but she was so fucking ready for my fingers I needed to be inside her—like eight hours ago. So I sucked and licked and nibbled until her breathing hitched and she nearly crushed my head between her thighs—worth it.
I kissed along her inner thigh. “You look so fucking beautiful coming apart on my face.”
Her eyes were closed, head still leaning on the wall, as a smile grew on her face.
“Imagine how good I’ll look coming apart wrapped around your cock.”
“Such a wicked mouth, wife.”
She unhooked herself from my shoulders. “You should take me home and do something about that, husband.”
