“Need you,” he told her in a hoarse whisper. And she was okay with that and helped to rip their clothes off. They went all directions in the kitchen, and then her bare butt was laid on the cold tiled floor. She was being fucked so profoundly, so thoroughly, Sunny saw galaxies behind her eyelids as a rushing orgasm tackled her like a linebacker.
While kissing in a hot tangle on the kitchen floor, Sunny mapped over the ridges of Seb’s back as he continued to move languidly inside her, his pleasure groaning out of him. The aggressive bulge of his cock still stretched her deliciously tight, though their releases were over, leaving only a wicked shudder in its wake. Her fingers danced across his exposed shoulder blades and around his neck. Each ragged breath caused his muscular stomach to tense; his broad chest and powerful shoulders, sculpted from years of hard labor, strained with the effort.
Seb was so perfect…and all Sunny’s.
Her husband by law and her heart.
All hers.
Her universe.
The look on his face—flushed, heavy-lidded, and blazing with desire—was one she never wanted to forget for as long as she lived.
With a hum of bliss, she half-curled into Seb’s ribs when he detached their bodies and pulled her nearer again. His hand dropped to her ass.
“This peachy ass drives me crazy.” He shared a hot-as-hell rumble.
A joyous laugh bubbled out of her throat as she stroked a hand over Seb’s forehead, sweeping the hair back. “My butt likes you, too.”
“Does it?” he looked cunning, and her lips rounded open in an O shape as she got his meaning. Seb squeezed, and lust renewed low in her abdomen.
“Hold your maracas there, Eros. I was a sex trainee until recently, and now your dirty mind is thinking about butt sex.”
“That wasn’t a no,” he smirked, then chuckled, biting her bare shoulder.
“Of course, it’s not a no. Just no butt stuff today. I’m shy.” She lied, and Seb laughed now.
She loved this. Lying naked on their kitchen floor, laughing together. It was so domestic.
“But,” she said, biting her lower lip and tipping her head back to look at her husband. “I think if I’m not saying no to it, you shouldn’t say no either. I hear boys like it, too.”
It took her brilliantly bright man a second to grasp her meaning, and his eyelids became heavy as they lowered.
“I’ve never told you no so far. Why would I start now, sunbeam? You wanna try new kinky shit? I’m the man to try shit with, got it?”
She’d been joking, but now her cheeks were flamed red as she nodded, unable to find words.
Right then, her stomach growling saved her, and Seb jumped to his feet and picked her up. “I need to feed you.” he pulled his t-shirt over her head and slid into his jeans, leaving them unbuttoned.
“Oh, you do!” she wholeheartedly agreed. She loved it when he fed her.
Sunny didn’t know how literal he meant when she was pulled onto his lap at the kitchen table some minutes after a dash to the bathroom, aplate of food between them. A fork was in Seb’s hand, and he led it to her mouth.
His loving charm dazzled her so much that she didn’t even question it. She let Seb feed her until she was satiated with pasta salad.
“I’m glad you came home.” She nuzzled his chin scruff with her cheek. “I missed you.”
“I could tell by the hundreds of texts you’ve sent me,” he smirked, and Sunny elbowed him in the ribs.
“Did you hate them? Was it too much?”
“No, baby. You can message me whenever you want to.”
“Good, because I wasn’t going to stop.”
“I rushed home to you, didn’t I? As soon as I signed off on the bike I was working on. I couldn’t wait to see you,” he groaned, pressing his forehead to her shoulder, and Sunny dragged gentle fingers through Seb’s hair.
“I know stuff is happening with the stalker, and that’s serious. But Seb? I feel so happy. Just sitting here on your lap eating lunch with you, knowing you’ll come home to me later, and then we’ll sleep in the same bed tonight. I’m so stinking happy I feel like I could explode glitter everywhere.”
