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“Hey, handsome!” A warm smile split her face, flashing pretty white teeth as she hoisted our son higher on her hip.
Gus squealed and reached for me. I took the steps two at a time just to get to them faster. My nose buried in her soft hair as I wrapped them both in my arms and inhaled the sunshine and cinnamon scents that clung to her skin.
My nose teased the thin skin along her neck, and I hummed. “I missed you two.”
Sylvie’s laugh vibrated her throat, and my teeth scraped against her before planting a soothing kiss. “You were gone for an hour.”
I straightened, frowning down at my lovely wife. “Still missed you.”
A rosy blush deepened her cheeks. I held my arms out to our son. “Come here, kid.”
August launched himself at me with a babbling squeal, and I used my free arm to pull Sylvie closer. I dropped a kiss on her crown. “I have an idea.”
Sylvie shifted to look at me with a curious frown.
I gently squeezed her arm. “It’ll be great, I promise.” I guided her toward the swinging bed we’d installed on the front porch—another Pinterest idea of hers that I was happy to build. “You, sit.” Sylvie plopped onto the swing as I laid a blanket across her ankles. “Take a rest while Gus and I fix you dinner. I’ll get youa glass of wine so you can read a book and relax. Then I’d like to take you somewhere.” Sylvie’s pert little mouth popped open to argue, but I shut her up with a kiss. “No arguing. Lark is coming by, and she and Penny are taking him to the park. It’s all handled.”
Even after all this time, it still seemed to surprise Sylvie how much I liked taking care of her. How Icravedit simply because her happiness was integral to mine. I didn’t think I’d ever shake the need to care for others, and it felt like nothing at all to do little things for my woman.
Sylvie picked up the paperback she kept stashed on the porch. “If you say so.” Her expression grew flirtatious as she found her place marked in the book. “But I’m warning you... I’m getting to the dirty parts, and I’m going to want a full reenactment later.”
I feigned shock and looked at our son. “Don’t listen to your mama. That’s for Daddy’s ears only.”
Sylvie’s throaty laugh hummed through me as I leaned forward to whisper in her ear. I let my voice dip low and gravelly. “Baby, I’m counting on it.”
Sylvie floatedon the paddleboard like a weightless mermaid as her blonde hair spread through the water like oil. She was a goddess. My everything.
“Mmm...,” she hummed as my fingertips glided over her smooth thighs, sending water droplets careening down her skin.
“So it was a good date?” My hands moved higher, settling at her hip.
Sylvie peeked one eye open. “It was aperfectdate. Out here I feel so... relaxed.”
I adjusted the paddleboard so that my hands could reach into her hair and massage her scalp. Her nipples pebbled through her bathing suit top at my touch. My mouth went dry at the appearance of those tight, hard buds, and an idea sparked.
“One last stop.” Her head tilted toward me as I continued, “Let’s check out our island.”
When I had paddled us close to the shore, Sylvie hopped off the board and waded through the water toward the beach. She turned, and her eyes lit up with wonder as she stripped from the life jacket and deposited it on the sand. “It’s exactly the same!”
I looked around as I relieved myself of my own jacket and the dry bag I’d slung over my shoulders. Not much at all had changed from the day I’d brought her to the secluded island. I glanced at Sylvie. Yeteverythinghad changed.
Crowding her space, I leaned down to scoop her in my arms. Her mouth met mine in a fervor. Tongue and teeth and lips clashed as we moaned into each other. My arms tightened around her back as her legs squeezed around my waist.
“Do you remember when I brought you here? Because I remember every detail like it was yesterday.” My forehead pressed to hers.
“How could I forget? A secret date with you was the biggest sin I could commit, but I couldn’t help myself.” Sylvie peppered kisses across my face as I moved us closer to the tree line.
I sank to my knees, settling her back against the soft sand. “You’ve always been worth every sin.”
Sylvie arched into me. Begging. Pleading. I knew the rhythms of her body better than I knew my own.
Our life together had been made possible by a series of improbable miracles, yet I couldn’t help the overwhelming feeling of being completely grounded by her. Our pasts intertwined in a way that made me feel secure. Understood.
My palms grazed over the peaks of her breasts as she squirmed beneath me. My cock ached to stretch her open and be buried to the hilt. Nothing felt as complete as sharing myself with Sylvie.Nothing.
That woman was the beginning and end of everything.
Her fingertips glided down my pecs and teased the hemline of my swim trunks. “Do you remember what we talked about?” She waggled her eyebrows.
I lifted one brow. “We talk about a lot.”
Her laugh sent a thousand sparks through my chest. “I think we should try. I never started my new birth control pack.”
My heart thrummed, and my nostrils flared at her implication. Over the last few months we’d been toying with the idea of getting her pregnant—on purpose this time.
My palm flattened against her chest as I settled over her and drank her beauty in.
I wasn’t a fool enough to think we had a whole lot of say in the matter. If our past was any indication, a baby was bound to come whenever it damn well pleased, but I knew we’d have a hell of a good time trying.
