“The kids are fed, bathed, and ready for bed soon.” Kate yawns, her normally vibrant eyes appearing tired. “As am I. It’s been a long day.”
We play with the kids a little while longer before we commence the grueling task of bedtime. Nash is much easier—the kid is knocked out by the lullaby’s second verse which plays in his room—but Jessa is much more demanding. She loves to read and will embellish the stories to drag it out, finding any excuse not to go to sleep.
After reading three stories and reminding her about the trip to the zoo with Morgan and Callum tomorrow, she finally agrees for me to leave the room but not until Kate comes to say good night.
We swap roles, Kate taking over while I head to our room and straight for the shower. The hot water is relaxing every part of me, though a blow job would be perfect right now. Three nights of sleeping alone in a hotel room is doing nothing to curb my fucking dick right now.
Knowing Jessa tends to walk into our room about a thousand times before she finally falls asleep, I place on my boxers and exit the bathroom to see Kate pulling down the zipper of her dress.
Standing behind her, I move her hair away from her neck and plant a kiss on her shoulder, inhaling her skin which smells like coconut from the body lotion she wears.
“Go check on Jessa,” Kate suggests. “I’ll take a shower.”
I slap her ass softly before going to check on Jessa. Surprisingly, she is fast asleep, already snoring.
Back in the room, I climb into bed and wait for Kate to finish. She exits the bathroom dressed in a black satin nightie which sits so far up her thigh I can practically see her beautiful pussy begging to be tasted. When she climbs into bed and turns off the lamp, I pull her body to mine and run my hand up her nightie to her breasts as she strokes my hair.
My words fall silent as I think about my behavior this afternoon, but I can’t lose her.
She is my life.
“Noah, I know you’re angry, but this is life. We can’t avoid our past. Lord knows it’s a heavy lesson learned these past s
ix months.”
“But it’s different. Morgan and Olivia don’t pine for me.”
“Pine? Really, we’re using that word?”
I sit up, pulling my hand away. “In guy’s language, he still jerks off thinking about you, and no doubt he’ll tell you this weekend how great it was when he was inside you. How you’ll come back to him because you can’t resist.”
“Noah.” She breathes with a slight ache. “He can say whatever the hell he wants. The only person I want is the man beside me when he’s not being a dick.”
“I hate him.”
“I know.”
“Why couldn’t you have been a virgin? That would have made my life easier.”
“I doubt it. I laid there extremely quiet from memory and stared at the ceiling, counting down the seconds until it was over. I was seventeen at the time and didn’t have sex again until I was twenty.”
“You would have if it was with me.”
Kate kisses my hair softly, reassuring me as she has done several times before. I hate being jealous, but the woman turns heads wherever she goes, and it riles me every time men devour her with their eyes.
“We’ll never know. But Noah, you’ve got to deal with the fact that this may not be the only time we see him. There’s the wedding for starters. While I’m surprised how close they have become, I can’t not be a part of Eric’s life because of my past. Granted, it was a fucked-up decision on my part, but it’s done.”
“It annoys me that you’re rational, just so you know.”
“One of us has to be.” She snickers as I jab my finger into her side, playfully. “No one will ever change the way I feel about you. This is our life now, our family, and whether you like it or not, you’re stuck with me.”
I climb on top of her, running my thumb against her bottom lip. “I’d die a happy man to be stuck with you for life. But for now, it’s been three nights since I’ve been inside of you.”
Kate raises her lips, lingering on mine as I graze my teeth causing her to shiver beside me. “Well, what are you waiting for?”
Our bodies move in sync, the way it has always been. I can’t get enough of her wild, insatiable ways, though she blames me for being the sex maniac. I’ve finally met my match in the bedroom. Kate enjoys kink when we are in an empty house and can fuck against every surface, and I love her even more because of it.
I bury myself inside her, knowing I can’t hold back—the pleasure floods my entire body and drives me to the brink of insanity. We silence our moans, careful not to wake the kids until I pull out and lay on my back, demanding she climb on top. As she slides herself on, I pull the strap of her nightly down, exposing her tits. She’s beautiful, and soon, she’s going to be your wife if you can get off your ass and fucking seal the deal.