“I need you there,” I pant.
Her eyes close, teeth dig into her bottom lip, two more thrusts and, “Evan!” she screams for me as she falls over the edge at the same time my body lets go inside of her. I run my hands over her thighs, her breasts, and her arms. I touch every inch of her I can while I’m still inside of her, the aftershock of her orgasm squeezing my cock.
I want it all.
Not ready to lose our connection, I pull her up, so we are chest to chest. Her legs wrap around my waist like she can read my mind. I work my legs out from underneath me and slide off the bed, her in my arms, me still inside of her.
“What are you doing?” she laughs.
“I need to get rid of the condom.”
“You’re crazy. Put me down.”
I ignore her and carry her to the bathroom. I carefully sit her on the counter and reluctantly pull away from her body. “You’re still . . .” Her eyes are on my cock.
“Yeah, only with you.”
She watches with rapt attention as I remove the condom and toss it in the trash. Reaching in, I turn on the shower. I wait for the water to warm before holding my hand out for her. “Come here.” My voice is gruff.
McKinley doesn’t hesitate. She hops off the sink and takes my hand. I help her step into the shower, following in close behind. Turning to face me, her hand closes around my still hard cock. “You’re dirty,” she whispers.
I glide my hand down her ribcage, across her belly, and sink two fingers inside her. “So are you.” I kiss her, and from there, our hands and mouths are everywhere. I can’t get enough of her. We stand under the spray, exploring each other until the water turns cold. After a quick cold rinse to get rid of the soap, I turn the water off and step out first, wrapping a towel around my waist. I hold another out for her. Carefully, she steps from the shower and raises her arms. I place the towel around her before reaching for another for her hair.
“Sorry,” she says, covering a yawn. “I didn’t sleep great last night.”
I kiss her lips. “I didn’t either. My bed was cold.”
Her face lights with my smile, causing my heart to skip a beat. “Let’s get you dried off and into bed.”
We make quick work of finishing and brushing our teeth before flicking off the light. I lead her to the bed and hold the covers back for her. Once we’re settled, I pull her naked body as close to mine as I can get her. She moves her hand to cover mine and the moonlight shines off her ring.
My wife.
I’m holding my wife.
“Goodnight, Mrs. Chamberlin,” I whisper in her ear.
She giggles. “Goodnight, Mr. Chamberlin.”
I wake up to the sound of Evan’s whispers as he talks on the phone. My head is resting on his chest, and he has one arm holding me tight. “Did she sleep good?” I hear him ask. I smile, knowing he’s asking about Lexi. He’s such a good dad. “Is she okay?” I raise my head up and look at him when I hear the concern in his voice. “Okay, well, we’ll be heading out soon.” He listens on the other end. “Thanks, Mom,” he says and hangs up.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” I ask immediately.
“Good morning.” He kisses the top of my head. “Nothing is wrong. Lexi’s just been fussy this morning. Mom thinks she just misses us.”
“Of course she misses you. She’s never spent the night away from you,” I tell him, climbing out of bed.
He reaches for me. “What are you doing?”
Stopping, I look over my shoulder. “We need to go. She needs you.” I continue getting dressed.
I hear his feet hit the floor, and then he’s there, right behind me. “I wanted to make love to you again.”
“I want you too, trust me. However, Lexi comes first. Let’s go get your girl. Today is our last day here. You need to spend time with your family.”
He spins me around to face him, his hands holding my face, tilting up so he has my full attention. “You’re amazing,” he says before his lips find mine.
Although I want nothing more than to kiss him, and more, Lexi misses him. I push against his chest. “Get dressed.”