Lily looked ready to explode, so I stepped into the conversation. I usually tried not to get between the two of them,but this situation called for it. “From now on, this bedroom needs to be out of bounds, Hannah. Unless Lily invites you in.”
“I really didn’t think you were home,” Hannah said. “Lily told me you were out when we talked earlier.”
Lily reached for my towel and shoved it at me as she said to her mother, “That was three hours ago.” She then moved to Hannah, placed her hands on her shoulders and spun her around. Pushing her towards the bedroom door, she said, “Go and wait in the kitchen for me. We need to have a big talk about how inappropriate this is and the fact you will never do it again.”
“Lily, darling, you’re overreacting,” Hannah started, but Lily wasn’t having any of it.
“I’m not and you need to stop arguing with me,” she said. “This isn’t just my bedroom anymore. I mean, it hasn’t been for awhile, but you just keep acting like?—”
Hannah cut her off with a wave of her hand again. “I don’t keep acting like anything?—”
With the towel secured around my waist, I cut in on their argument. Fuck knew, these two could argue for hours if left to their own devices. “Hannah,” I barked. “You need to leave now and wait for us in the kitchen. And this needs to never happen again. I’m not having this conversation again, so tell me I’ve made myself clear.”
Her eyes widened again, this time because of my tone rather than my dick. A good fucking thing, because I was sure my wife would completely lose her shit if her mother continued on about that. “There’s no need for that tone, King. I was just?—”
I cut her off again. “Are we clear?”
Her lips pressed together. “Yes.” She looked at Lily. “I’ll be in the kitchen.”
With that, she left us alone and Lily stalked to the bedroom door to close it after her. Coming back to me, she said, “I’m sorry about that. So help me, God, if she ever does that?—”
“If she ever does that again, the world won’t fucking end.”
It was her turn to hit me with wide eyes. “I amnotoverreacting, King. She needs to understand that she can’t just come in here whenever she wants now.”
“Yeah, and you need to understand that it’s gonna take your mother some time to adjust to me living here. She’s had you to herself for a while; give her some time.”
Eyes still wide, she stared at me. “It’s not like you just moved in. She’s had enough time to adjust.”
“You and I both know your mother takes her sweet fucking time to do anything, but she’ll get there. I’ll make sure of it.” And I would. Not for me; for Lily.
She sighed, the fight leaving her. Hands to my chest, she said, “If my mother makes it through the rest of her life without me killing her, it’ll be because of you.”
I brushed my lips over hers. “Put some clothes on and go see her, and for the love of fuck, don’t kill her. I need you here, not in a fucking prison cell.”
Her hands moved up to slide around my neck. “I love you.”
As her mouth came to mine, her sister called out from the other side of the door, “Lil, you need to get your ass out here. I have some good news to share with you.”
Lily threw her hands up in the air. “Jesus. How hard is it to get time alone with my husband?”
“Fuck knows,” I muttered, wondering the same fucking thing. Since our wedding two months ago, we’d barely found time alone. I was about to place a fucking ban on Lily’s family entering our home.
“I’m going to take care of this,” she said. “And then you’re going to slam that dick of yours inside me again for the rest of the afternoon before taking me out for steak and dessert.”
“Yeah, and that dessert’s gonna be lemon meringue.”
Her brows arched. “So your bossiness is now extending to you telling me exactly what dessert I can eat?”
“Someone has to make the decision for you, otherwise we’ll be there all fucking night trying to decide.”
“I might want cheesecake. You know I love their cheesecake.”
“No,” I said with some force. “Not fucking happening.”
She peeled her towel off and dropped it on the bed before heading to the closet, making sure to sway her hips in the way she knew would catch my attention. After selecting a dress to wear, she looked at me. “I’m rethinking the one dessert agreement for tonight. I think I’m going to have two. And I think that if you want your dick sucked, you’re going to agree.”
As she slid the dress over her head, I moved to her, my hand going straight to her throat as I backed her up against the wall. “Fuck I love you, but fuck if you don’t test me, woman.” I tightened my grip on her throat, growing hard for her again. “If your mother and sister weren’t out there waiting for you, I’d have you on your fucking knees with my dick already in your mouth.” I shifted my hand so I could rub my thumb over her lips. “We both know you’re gonna have two desserts tonight, but that’s where I’m drawing the line. After you’ve eaten, I want you straight back here so I can get back to work on making you pregnant.”
