One More Chance (The Alexanders 6.50)

“I need a huge favor. And I will totally owe you big. Ridley and I need some alone time like you wouldn’t believe so I hope you and Raina don’t mind babysitting. Again.”

“Bro, you know I’ve always got you covered. I’ll be over to pick them up in ten minutes.”

Jackson didn’t bother to stop and explain things to Ridley, just went into his sons’ room and threw clothes into a duffel bag. By the time Nick showed up ten minutes later, Chris and Jase were ready to go and happy to spend more time with their Uncle and Aunt.

While Jackson was happy to have the entire night to spend showing his wife all the things he’d been dreaming about doing to her for the past few months.

When he entered their bedroom again, they stood staring at each other uncertainly for a few moments before they met in the center of the room. He let out a sudden breath when Riley pushed him back on the bed roughly. His heartbeat sped up at the evidence that she was just as anxious as he was.

With a few quick motions, they got rid of their clothes and then were finally, gloriously, naked. She climbed over him, their skin heating with every touch. Jackson almost came right then and there as the heat between her legs cradled his hard-as-granite length.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers tracing a slow path over his shoulders to trail over his hair.

“I’ve missed you so much,” she whispered.

He kissed her right below her ear in the spot that always drove her crazy. “I’ve been going crazy, sleeping next to you every night and waiting until you fell asleep to take care of the problem.”

Ridley covered her mouth with her hand but couldn’t hide her wide smile. “You deserve a hairy palm, you know? It’s your own fault we’ve both been suffering.”

Jackson kissed down her neck until he was right between her breasts. The full mounds cushioned his head like a magnificent pillow. Why had he denied himself this, again?

“You’re right. Show me the error of my ways, my love.”

Ridley sighed. “I love how you grovel. But I don’t want to talk anymore.” Then she reached between them and grasped his dick firmly, sending a shock of desire to his brain so strong it felt like his head was about to blow off.

“Oh, shit.”

She kept a firm grip on him, just the way he liked but her thumb wandered lazily over the head of his shaft until he was seeing double. Jackson couldn’t control his neck anymore and allowed his head to fall to her shoulder.

“Ridley,” he warned and then groaned when she guided him into her. It took all his willpower not to thrust like a madman but she took that decision out of his hands too when she dropped down.

“I love you,” she sobbed as he sank deep.

Her words swirled around him, fueling his urgency to touch, taste, kiss and hold every inch of her. Jackson gasped as his hips took over, thrusting upward, his body having an agenda of its own. His mind was screaming go slow, be careful, while his body was saying my woman, my love, my everything.

“Don’t ever think that when I look at you, I see anything other than how damn lucky I am that you came into my life.”

Her hands clamped onto his shoulder, hanging on as the rhythm of their bodies crashing together increased and Jackson knew that he couldn’t hold out much longer.

“You are perfect,” he whispered right before his eyes closed and his world splintered into a million pieces.

chapter five

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Ri had almost forgott

en how amazing it was with her husband and how dirty he could be. She loved it and she loved him.

She especially loved his stamina. After the first time, Jackson had put her on her side so she could recline as he kissed her all over. She’d come crying out his name as soon as his lips connected with her core.

Now she was on her back but propped up with a mound of pillows for support. As he clutched her close, her hands didn’t know where to land. She caressed his shoulders, his back, trying to connect skin to skin everywhere possible. Due to her belly, he couldn’t get as close as she wanted but he made up for it by kissing her face, her neck, everything his lips could reach. And he hadn’t been joking about his obsession with her breasts. The entire time, his eyes kept coming back to her full cleavage.

Ridley shuddered, the carnal look in his eyes making her feel completely feminine and desired. Jackson didn’t appear to mind doing most of the work either. He looked like a kid in a candy store.

“Oh my god,” she cried. Her hands came up and tangled in her own hair as his thrusts got wilder. His hands left her hips to stroke between her legs, following her rhythm until she cried out again. The sound seemed to make Jackson want to please her more, and he eagerly strummed until her tight, clenching muscles pushed him over the edge, too.

“Yes,” she mumbled, shuddering with him as he growled his own release in her ear. He rested his head on her breasts, letting out a satisfied sigh.