Two arms wrap around me from behind and a soft kiss presses to my neck. “I believe we have plans tonight, sweetheart.”
I turn in Nick’s arms and arch an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? Plans? Meaning out of the house?”
“Oh yes. That means you getting all dressed up.”
I arch an eyebrow. Of course, in the last five years, dates have been a fairly consistent thing. My men like to spoil me, take me out, and lavish me with affection, but Nick is almost bouncing with excitement.
“You look like Gunner when I agreed to go to a burlesque show.”
“I’m very excited about this,” He agrees. “but that means getting ready now.” He grabs my bottom. “Do you need help?”
I giggle and hurry to my room with Nick on my heels. He pulls me close and I wrap my arms around him as our lips mold together. His tongue teases mine, coaxing me into a steamy make-out session that results in us on the bed. Our bodies rub against each other like eager teenagers.
I tug on his shirt, pulling it off him so I can stroke over the planes of his chest. Nick’s so warm and the little prickle of the hair on his chest is amazingly familiar, enticing, and tempting. I kiss down his neck, giving a gentle bite that makes him moan.
“We’re ...” He pauses to kiss me again and again before remembering the rest of his sentence. “We’re on a time limit.”
“So I should get on my knees now?” I ask.
“Soph.”
I shove Nick down onto the bed and kiss his chest. “I need a snack to be ready to go.” I continue over his abdomen, stroking his sides. Nick pants, his eyes darkened with desire as his muscles tense under my touch. I grin against his hip. “I think you can help me with that.”
“Fuck.” He groans, threading his fingers into my hair.
I undo his pants quickly, shove them down and lick over his length. Nick pants. “I missed this.”
“I missed you,” I say before wrapping my lips around the tip and sliding down his cock until he’s filling me perfectly.
Nick glides across my tongue as I move over him. I stroke the underside with my tongue until I get back to the head. Sucking hard, I swirl my tongue around him. Nick’s hips lift, trying to push back into my mouth, nice and deep.
We moan together as I continue blowing my husband. His hand in my hair guides me and his panting breath drives me insane. Nick’s eyes meet mine. “You are pure heaven, Sophie.”
I pop off him and lick my bottom lip. “We need to do this more. You taste good.”
He rolls on top of me. “I want you. Completely.”
I can’t think beyond the desire in his eyes. It’s so hot and intense. I wiggle out of my pants while Nick takes off my shirt and bra. He kisses down my neck, cups my breasts, and licks over each nipple before sucking one.
My back arches for him, giving him total access to my body. I’m all his to enjoy. Nick’s hand slides down my belly, then over my hip to my ass, pulling me tight against him. Just when I’m about to climb on top and get him right where I need him, he slides into me.
“Nick.” I gasp.
His mouth lifts to mine and he kisses me hungrily while setting a slow, but effective pace. I can feel every move, no matter how small. I can feel his cock twitch inside me, can feel exactly how hard he is as he thrusts deep.
I wrap one leg around him to keep him close as I hold onto his shoulders. “So good.”
“You’re impossible to resist.” He guides my head back to kiss me again. “Impossible not to love.”
“I love you.” I breathe against his lips.
Our mouths brush uselessly as Nick makes love to me, clutching me close, focused so entirely and completely on me. Lightning shoots through my body, curls my toes, and drives me wild with a need for my husband.
“I’m so close.” I pant.
He gently nips my jaw. “Come with me.”
“Yes.” I writhe against him. “Oh, yes.”