The black-capped driver turned to the side. “We’re here, sir.”

Pulling out four twenties, I passed them through the glass and grabbed my large duffel before heading up the walk. I’d taken the red-eye, so Melissa and Dex were likely still asleep. Standing for a moment, looking out at the grey sky over the ocean, I thought about Blake Woods, the boy Slayer killed. He was a little punk who’d done time himself. Did that change it somehow? Did the crime change if the victim was equally guilty?

Rubbing my neck and those thoughts away, I unlocked the door, pausing to slip off my boots. Carrying my bag through the quiet house, I paused at a stack of thick bridal magazines in the living room. On the cover of one was a brunette model, who would never be as beautiful as Melissa, in white lace. After pushing the date back twice—once so Dex could be born and again so her mother could attend—our wedding was firmly scheduled for the spring, and she was so excited. I couldn’t wait for the day she’d officially be my wife.

Continuing on, I stopped at the first door I came to and peeked inside. Dex’s dark little head was sweaty, and his favorite blue blanket was twisted all around his legs, but he was out like a light.

I breathed a smile. My longing to see Melissa was the only emotion stronger than the swell of pride in my chest at the sight of our little guy. I pulled his door closed and went down the dark hall to our bedroom. Sunrise was lighting the light-green walls, and she was asleep on her side, curled in the center of our bed. A sharp ache hit my lower stomach at the sight of her long, dark waves spread on the pillow behind her. My questions of fate would have to wait. I wanted her in my arms with that soft cascade falling all around us.

Moving quickly, I shrugged out of my coat and pulled off the light sweater I wore underneath. Jeans gone, I placed a knee carefully on the side of the bed. The indentation rolled her forward, and her eyes fluttered open. She blinked quickly before pushing up against the mattress.

“You’re back!” A flash of brown, and she was in my arms, kissing my cheeks and eyes, making her way up to my brow.

My hands moved to her thighs, catching the edge of the short, white nightgown she wore, sliding it up her body.

“Five seconds.” She skipped away so fast I didn’t have time to stop her before she was in the bathroom. In the half-minute it took her to brush, I lost my boxer briefs and arranged the pillows. She was running back, pulling the nightgown over her head and tossing it behind her as she crossed the room.

“I like how your mind works,” I laughed, catching her slim torso as she dove into my arms. We rolled over so she was cradled against me, and for a moment, I simply looked down at her smiling face, blue eyes shining.

“I’ve missed you so much.” She leaned up to kiss my neck. “You said we’d never be apart again after Princeton.”

“I know.” I leaned down to kiss her jaw, moving my lips up behind her ear so I could take a deep sniff of ocean-touched roses. “You smell so good.”

My hand moved up to cup her firm breast, and she let out a little moan. “Take it easy,” her sigh mixed with desire.

She’d been nursing Dex for several months, but her breasts were still full and sensitive in the mornings. I knew this. Circling my thumb over her tightening nipple, I caught her mouth, pushing it open and getting a fresh blast of mint as our tongues collided.

Her arms were around my neck, holding me close, and the hand that was on her breast traveled down her stomach to the line of her panties and lower. Her mouth broke from mine in a moan as I slid two fingers inside her, using my thumb to massage her clit. She was already so wet.

“I’ve missed you,” I breathed, rotating her all the way to her back as I gently kissed one nipple then the other before tracing my way to her stomach.

Her arms rose over her head as I quickly hooked my fingers through her lace bikini, pulling it down and off. “I like this, or I might’ve ripped it.”

“Oh, god!” Her back arched as I opened her thighs, covering her with my mouth. My tongue swirled over the little bud that quickly sent her into spasms. She let out another, louder cry as I ran my tongue full over her, down and back up to make a circle, giving her a little suck. She tasted so good.

Her fingers were in my hair, and she was pulling, arching against my mouth. I couldn’t help a smile as she started to come. She was gorgeous falling apart for me.

“Derek, please...” Her fingernails scraped against my shoulders, and I rose up to fill her with all the love and desire that had been building in me for the last ten days.

She cried out as I drove deeper, pulling her body up so that our chests were together. I held her as I sat back on my feet, letting her ride as I moved her. Her beautiful, full breasts were right at my mouth, and I gently caught one, giving it a light kiss rather than my usual, forceful pull. I’d have to save that for later.

“I want to go deeper,” I spoke into her neck.

“Yes, yes,” she nodded, dropping back onto the bed.

Turning her over quickly, my hands slid to her hips, lifting her so I could p

osition myself at her entrance. She was on all fours, her beautiful ass perked, thighs parted. One hard push, and she cried out, arching up. I reached around, massaging her clit until she started bucking against me, sending me even deeper. Closing my eyes the intense need, that primitive hunger took over. It was relentless and strong and so fucking good.

Melissa and I usually made love, but sometimes, we’d let go and truly fuck. This was one of those times. Her hand stretched out to hold the headboard, and I continued massaging between her legs as the force of my orgasm rose in my pelvis, tightening my ass.

“Fuck,” I shouted, my fingers closing over hers in front of us. I had to hold onto something or I’d crush her. The jerking in my cock had me going blind. Three more hard drives, and we were both flying.

“Oh, god, yes.” Her body trembled, and I held onto her a moment longer, allowing the last remnants of our high to fade. We were both breathing hard as we slid down to the bed. Her face turned into my chest, a slender arm went around my waist. I wrapped both my arms around her before bending down to kiss her head and inhale another deep breath of her delicious scent.

Her voice was thick and sexy when she spoke. “I’ll overlook the occasional separation if you make it up to me like that.”

I laughed, tracing a finger down her back. “You’re so damned sexy, how do I ever leave you?”

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