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I heaved a sigh as I grabbed her hand, raised it to my lips and with my eyes on hers, kissed her palm. “Do I get points for calling to tell you I’d be late?”
“Points?” she asked huskily. “No. Appreciation? Yes. I’d have worried otherwise.”
My throat choked and I put it down to fatigue. I wasn’t sure if she knew what she did to me when she said shit like that.
No one had ever worried over me like she did.
No one had made me low sodium meals or insisted I take a thousand multi-vitamins in the morning. It was marriage. I knew that. But even having lived it for four years, it still came as a surprise.
“I never want you to worry,” I grated out.
Her smile was sly. “Do you worry about me?”
“Of course,” was my instant response, and I saw that I’d walked into her trap. I wagged a finger at her. “I’m supposed to worry about you.”
She sniffed her disgruntlement, then let out a shriek as I jumped to my feet and hauled her into my arms a second later.
As she jolted against my chest, I peered down at her. “You should have gone to bed,” I told her, even though I was damn glad she hadn’t.
“I wait up for you. That’s the deal,” she said stubbornly, even as she pushed her face against my throat and kissed me there.
I was fucking exhausted, but that tiny goddamn kiss had my dick reacting like I’d slept for fourteen hours.
It also derailed me.
Instead of walking her to the bedroom, I diverted course to the baby grand in the corner.
As I propped her ass on the back end of it, then twirled her around so that I was between her legs, she peered up at me as a slow-growing smirk curved her lips. She rested back on her elbows and tightened her thighs around my hips.
“Think we’d slide off it?” I growled under my breath as I stared at the cami she wore that shaped her braless tits to perfection.
“Off the piano? I doubt it. It isn’t a ‘Slip N’ Slide,’” she teased, but there was a breathy hint to her tone.
Any lingering exhaustion I felt drifted away at that, and I pressed my cock against the crotch of her short-shorts before looming over her, saying, “You want to go to bed?”
She arched a brow. “Does it look like I want to go to bed?”
“Giving you an out. Gotta look after my baby momma, don’t I?” Her bottom lip was sucked between her teeth as she nipped it. I tugged it back out with my thumb, muttering, “No one bites that but me. You know the rules.”
She swallowed. “Idoknow the rules.”
Smirking, I bowed my head and dotted kisses along the neckline of her cami. On the return journey, I trailed my tongue across it then rumbled, “If I touch your pussy, how wet will it be?”
“On a scale of what?” she whispered.
“One to five. Five being wet as fuck.”
“Two.”
I smirked. “Can’t have that, can we?”
“N-No,” she mewled as I detached her legs from around my hips.
Sliding my hands down them, I tugged on her waistband, drew her panties off her before I placed her heels on the edge of the piano.
“Spread them, Aoife.” A shaky breath escaped her as she complied, but I tutted. “Wider.” She obeyed. “Wider.” The move pulled her pussy lips apart, revealing her slit, and I rumbled, “Prettiest cunt in the world.”
She gasped as I rubbed my thumb over her clit, watching her sex contract afterward. I teased her, monitoring every move she made, and when she rocked her hips up, I ordered, “Stay still, Aoife.”
