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“Sylvia Rivera.”
She smiles. “I can’t believe I didn’t recognize her, but she’s awesome. I refer clients to her when I’m full.”
“I know, and that’s why I picked her. Well, no. I picked her because I ran into her at the store a while ago and recognized her from seein
g her in your office. I got her number after I asked for some tips for throwing you a party. She said she’s pulled off lots of surprise parties before, but never one for another planner, so she was excited to try it. That was what you heard us talking about again yesterday.”
The shadow across her face glides right off as I speak as the words she must have heard Sylvia say were making sense now. “I’m so sorry. I should never have doubted you.”
“It’s okay. But I told you that you were gonna get on your knees to tell me how sorry you were for doubting my love for you.” I stand and reach for my belt, whip it through the loops, then drop it to the floor. I grab my T-shirt from between my shoulder blades and tear it off my chest, then drop my jeans and boxers. My wife’s face is flushed from crying but also because she’s hot for me, just the way I like her. Truth be told, I like her any way I can get her, but this is my favorite. I grab her ankles and pull her to the end of the bed, undo her button fly, then slowly peel her jeans off her long ass legs. Leaning over her, I rest my forehead against hers. “I think I’m the one who should say sorry. My girl thought she wasn’t everything I’ve ever wanted and all I’ll ever need.”
I drop down to one knee, then the other. Her legs fall open, and she pushes up on her elbows. “Jay, I—”
“You’re gonna do nothing but lay back, Livvie, and let your man eat your pretty pussy to show you how much he loves you.”
She whimpers and bites her lip, then falls to her back. I run my hands up and down her trembling thighs and spread her open with my thumbs. “So pretty, baby.” My tongue trails up from her ass to clit, and her back bows off the bed. “So perfect. So mine.”
“Yes.” Her nails scrape the top of my head and she fists my hair in her fingers. “Need you.”
I raise my eyes enough to catch her watery ones on me. “You have me, Olive. Always have. Always will.”
“Please. Come up here.”
Kissing her stomach, I make my way up to her and frame her beautiful face in my hands. Sliding inside one painfully beautiful inch at a time, I watch her. Her wet eyes, full of desire, and her bottom lip quivers. “Don’t cry, Olive.”
“I’m sorry, I can’t believe I—”
“Shh.” I press my finger against her lips. “It’s okay. Just lay back, let me make love to you, let me remind you what you do to me. Remind you who you belong to. Remind you that I belong to you.”
“Forever.”
“Yeah, sweetheart. You’re mine. Forever. That hasn’t changed, never will.”
Her lips quiver when she smiles. “Good.”
“Good.” I slide out, then back in, barely able to hold myself up anymore with how damn good it feels to be inside of her. “Can I fuck you now?”
She rolls her eyes and I take that as a yes. So then I fuck my wife, loving each stroke more than the next and wondering how every single time it gets better… but knowing it’s simply because it’s her. It’s always been her, it’ll always be just her.
About Anna
The first time Anna tried to read a romance novel, her hair caught on fire when she leaned over a candle to sneak a peek at her mom’s Harlequin. She thinks being hit on the head with a shirtless Fabio until the smoke cleared is what sparked the flame for her love of romance.
Anna was born in Wisconsin, but currently lives in Texas with her husband and two boys. She writes sexy romance that always has a happy ending and loves bringing characters back for cameos. Less than six degrees of separation connects any of her novels.
When she’s not writing or reading, she’s watching reruns of her favorite romcoms, talking to her dog and cat like they’re human, eating carbs, or practicing hand lettering.
Visit her at www.annabrooksauthor.com
Frayed Edges
Freya Barker
Life throws up roadblocks.
Trouble divides.
When distraction invites danger, will the edges keep fraying or will love survive?
