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“In a few years. We’ll let Miles and Diana watch them for a week and take care of all of our kinkiest urges,” I offer.

“That does sound amazing.” Sophie wraps her arms around my neck. “Especially since it’s been a while since all of us have been able to have fun together.”

When I spin her into the bathroom and motion to the candles, the bath, and the book, she beams. “Oh, Gunner.”

“It’s been too long since we’ve done this,” I whisper in her ear. “Too long since we’ve read together, had a bath, gotten some alone time.”

“You don’t like the early morning wakeups with Link?”

“I love our son. I love how eager he is to be with us. But I love alone time with you just as much.”

I test the water for her as she skims through to find where we’re going to start reading. Sophie lets me undress her piece by piece. She unbuttons my shirt, one button at a time, kissing every spot that’s revealed until she gets to my jeans. I hum in my throat and stroke through her hair.

“Sweets, you keep that up and this will be more than a bath.”

“Our baths are always more than.” She hums as she undoes my jeans and drags them down to my ankles. “I love that you don’t wear boxers.”

I chuckle and lift her chin, pulling her back up to her feet. “If you blow me now, I’ll embarrass myself. It’s been too long.”

“But then I’ll get to work you back up.” She licks over her bottom lip. “While we read and I wiggle against you.”

“Well, who am I to stop you if that’s what you want to do.”

“That’s the right way to say that.” She kisses me hungrily, licking along my tongue as if she can show me what I’m in for before she gets on her knees again. I groan and happily take everything she gives me while stroking her back. Sophie bites my chest, making me hiss before getting back on her knees and spreading her hands over my ass. “You’re so ready for me.”

“I’m always ready for you, sweets,” I purr.

She guides one of my hands into her hair as I grin at her. I lick over my bottom lip. “Just wait until we’re in the tub, I’ll make sure you get more than you give.”

Sophie takes her time with me. She knows it drives me insane. The way her hot mouth moves over every inch of my cock, the way her body rolls to take me deeper every time, her nails digging into my ass, and that pleased hum in her throat drives me insane.

“Sophie,” I groan as I bundle her hair in my hands to watch her face.

Her cheeks hollow as she sucks me harder and my lips fall open. I can see the smile dancing in her eyes as I tighten my hand in her hair. The flush on her cheeks, the determination, the love. Fuck, I’m a lucky man.

She reminds me of it with every stroke of her tongue and the wet sounds her mouth makes as she continues blowing me. Just as promised, I last an embarrassingly short time before I groan and thrust into her throat, finishing on the edge of her name.

Sophie swallows, pops off my cock, then wipes under her bottom lip before kissing my chest. “Now, let’s see what the book has us do.”

I pull her to me and kiss her hungrily. One kiss is never enough. I brace myself against the extra deep tub and keep kissing my wife, savoring every moment until my hand slips and I nearly fall into the tub.

Sophie giggles. “I can still make your knees weak, Gun?”

“Every damn day, Sophie.” I guide her into the tub with me.

We read together - trading off depending on who’s speaking in the book - and once the lead couple gets to their first sex scene, I’m already hard. Sophie grins back at me. “I think you want something, husband dearest.”

“You know I want you, wife,” I growl in her ear.

I lift her and guide her down my cock. She moans and wraps an arm around the back of my neck. “I think we should see how far into this we can get.”

“Or how deep in you I can get?” I say in her ear.

She keeps trying to read, but every other sentence is interrupted by one of us moaning. She gasps and nearly drops the book into the water. I toss it to the side, barely missing a candle, and focus on her entirely.

“Turn around. I want to watch you come, sweets.”

She turns around and climbs back on top of me, her arms wrapping around my neck. Her nails dig into my shoulders as she lowers herself down on me. I let out a harsh grunt and thrust into her. Holding her in place, I happily do the work. She deserves it.


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