Mia
“I think she heardus,” I told Jude, straddling his lap.
“Hmm…maybe. But…” He tapped my nose. “It wasn’t like you were trying to be quiet.”
I laughed, lightly punching him in the shoulder. “That was your fault. I was doing just fine without you.”
He grinned, throwing me onto my back and smacked a hard kiss on my lips. “Is that so?”
“Yes.” I sucked his bottom lip between my teeth and bit down.
He jumped, a hard growl leaving him. “Careful.”
I giggled, pushing him off of me. “I’ll get supper ready. Maybe Tiffany will help me.”
Jude released me and sat back on his ankles. “Are we crazy?”
Sliding off the bed, I quickly got dressed before turning back toward my husband. “Maybe but you know I love you right?”
“Of course.” He got off the bed and slipped back into his jeans. “I want you happy.”
“And I want you happy too.”
“We can’t continue this way. We need to know if she’s in or out with this. With us.” Jude did up his jeans and came toward me. “I know I don’t want to ask a stranger. I don’t trust anyone else to enough to bring them into this fantasy we have. But I’m definitely willing to ask her, if you are.”
“God, yes.” I gave him a sly grin.
He chuckled, pulling me into his arms. “I love you, baby.”
“I love you.” I cupped him over his pants. “Thank you for this afternoon.”
Jude kissed the side of my neck and gripped my ass. He pulled me flush against him. “No, thank you.”
“Hmm…” I turned my head and brushed my lips over his. “You’re delicious.”
He released me, giving me a cocky grin and smacked my ass. “Go to Tiffany and see if she’ll help you with supper. The rest can go from there. I don’t want to bombard her with my wife’s horniness.”
A laugh boomed through me. “I’m notthatbad.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Really? Who’s the one who demanded for me to go harder? I was ready to stop, I thought you were going to break my dick.”
I rolled my eyes, gave him the finger and rushed from the room before he could catch me. The sound of his deep chuckles sent a smile spreading across my face.
It had been one of the many things I loved about my husband. We constantly teased each other, poking light fun at the other and flirting. We had been married for almost five years and it never got old. My love for him only heightened as the days and years wore on. I couldn’t have asked for a better partner to spend my life with. Add to the fact that he wanted to help me fulfill all of my dirty fantasies.
Jude’s stepsister would be an added bonus, but he was right. I didn’t want to overwhelm her either.
Once I made my way to the kitchen, my thoughts traveled back to just a half an hour ago when I heard her door slam shut. It made me wonder how much she saw. My body still burned from the rough use Jude made of me.
“Hey, Mia.”
I jumped, my hand fluttering to my throat.
Tiffany laughed, coming up to me and gently nudged me in the shoulder. “Daydreaming?”
My cheeks burned but a breath of relief left me that it wasn’t weird between us. “I’m always daydreaming.”About my face between your legs, baby girl.
Something flashed in her deep green eyes but as quickly as I saw it, it went away.