Tina had healed a lot over the years. Having our son and daughter had helped. Of course, they weren’t a replacement for Brynne. No one could ever take her place in Tina’s heart. But the kids occupied my wife’s days. They’d given her a purpose to keep moving forward. And I’d promised to bring her daughter home, so we could be one big, happy family.
“Sweetheart, I’m coming in,” I told her gruffly. I needed to see for myself that she was okay.
The door opened, and my beauty appeared. “Raul,” she sighed with a hand on her hip. “I’m fine. See?” She smiled and shined brighter than the sun.
“Then why’d you leave the bed?”
She shook her head, her smile stretching across her face. “So you can sleep in, silly. It’s rare that I don’t wake you up during the night. It was my gift to you.”
My kindhearted woman. “C’mere.” I waved her over.
“Why?” She swung her sexy hips and giggled softly.
“So I can inspect you.”
“Raul, I need to get the kids to school in an hour.” She brushed her brown hair off her shoulders, and her cheeks turned pink. My God, she was gorgeous. It appeared she had slept well—miracle of all miracles. I might sound like a dog for wanting to make love to my wife, given the stress and worry she’d been dealing with, but I had to have her.
“Then we have plenty of time.” I took her hand and tugged her to straddle me. I raised her nightgown and dipped my fingers between her thighs.
“Oh wow,” she whispered.
“Warm and wet, my love.” No underwear to bed had been a rule I made when we got together. Made for easy access, something I strongly desired. Actually, we’d slept in the nude until Raymond was born. I still did, but Tina wore a nightgown in case one of the kids needed her, but without panties.
“I had a feeling you’d want me this morning.” She cradled my face in her hands and peppered kisses along my jaw, moving her body sensually as I played with her.
“Wise woman.”
“The wisest.”
“And sexiest.”
She raised and lowered onto my cock. “So are you.” She threw her head back and moaned.
“Fuck, Tina. We still got it, baby.” I hated being over fifty. Everything was more challenging. I had to watch what I ate to avoid indigestion and workout harder to stay fit, and my erections didn’t last as long anymore. Getting older sucked.
“Yes, we do.” She held onto my shoulders and rode me. “I know you’re worried, but I’m okay. No nightmares last night.”
“I’m glad.”
“So don’t handle me like I’m made of glass, Raul. I appreciate how you love and protect me. But right now, I want you to fuck me.”
“Christ, I love it when you’re demanding.” I flipped her onto her back and plowed my cock as deep as it would go in her warm pussy.
We both groaned and went at each other as if we were starved for affection and a release. I sure as hell had been feeling a little neglected. I’d never tell Tina that. She didn’t need anything else to add to her plate. I could be a patient man, but only with her.
“You mean everything to me, Tina. I can’t live without you.” Feeling her warm pussy pulsing around my dick nearly sent me over the edge. Everything about her excited me. She could turn me on with a slow wink.
“You’re never going to live without me.”
I prayed she was right. I couldn’t lose another wife.
Tina hadn’t been the only one struggling the past few months. I knew, and so did Tina, that taking Brynne would be an invitation for Bruno to wreak havoc in our lives. I feared for my club’s and family’s safety, especially Tina’s.
I kissed my wife while giving her my best. I’d be nothing without her. Owed her everything for saving my life and helping me live again.
“Raul, I’m…” She dug her nails into my back and wrapped her legs around my waist, opening herself to me, then warmth bathed my dick. “Oh, Raul.”
“Fuck, Tina,” I growled as my release hit and stared into her olive-green eyes. Once I stopped coming, I rolled onto my back and tugged her with me. “Thank you, beautiful lady.”