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And just as I suspected, Kiera decided she wanted to delay starting our day, because cuddling was far more important.
SIX
Kiera
One year, five months later
It was the little things.
It had always been the little things, but I appreciated them even more now.
I’d just stood up after having bent down to add the last plate to the dishwasher, and no sooner had I rinsed my hands off, turned off the sink, and reached for a towel when I felt the familiar hold of my husband’s hands on my hips as he thrust his groin against my fully clothed ass.
As I dried my hands using the towel, I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. Of course, that could have been because Johnny didn’t stop himself there. My hair had been pulled up into a messy bun, which meant my neck was exposed.
He didn’t hesitate to touch his lips to the skin where my neck met my shoulder, sending a shudder down my spine, just like he knew it would.
Maybe it was strange that I thought having my husband dry hump me while I stood at the kitchen sink was romantic, but I didn’t care.
I loved it.
I loved that he showed that interest in me. I loved that he was attracted to me. And I especially loved that he couldn’t manage to keep his hands off of me.
There was little I thought that was better than to know that my husband desired me the way he did. To know that he was just as attracted to me now when I was wearing a pair of sweats, a T-shirt, and had messy hair as he was when I’d been strolling along the beach in a bikini or in a fabulous dress the first night we had had dinner and went dancing together.
He continued to kiss me, and a smile broke out on my face.
“I’m beginning to wonder if you’d even be my husband if you didn’t walk up behind me and do this every time I was standing here at the sink,” I told him, my voice light and teasing.
He peppered more kisses on my skin, moving up along the side of my throat until he reached my jaw. Then he kissed me there and moved back toward my ear. Once there, he noted quietly, “I don’t just do it when you’re standing at the sink, Kiera.”
I dropped my head back to his shoulder, rolled it so my face was looking at his, and confirmed, “I know. You do it any time there is a clear path and direct access to my ass.”
His hands shifted from my hips and slid back to my ass, where they squeezed. “Can you blame me?” he asked.
I hummed in response.
For several minutes, I allowed Johnny to have his fun. Because as much as I loved what I got out of Johnny doing this, I knew he got far more. This was his thing. He’d been very physically affectionate from the start, right after I’d given him that first kiss years ago.
After giving him some time to get his fill, though I knew he wasn’t completely satisfied, I asked, “Do you know what I think the best thing about married life is?”
Johnny didn’t stop touching me. In fact, his hands had slid back around my waist, traveled up my torso, and began massaging my breasts, sending a shot of desire right between my legs. “Being able to make love to each other every night and every morning?” he guessed.
“No.”
One of his hands drifted back down my abdomen and slipped beneath the waistband of my sweats as he tried again. “Being able to fuck on the kitchen counter after breakfast on a Saturday morning?”
Well, that told me precisely where he wanted things to go this morning. “I wasn’t thinking that either.”
“I’m not sure, Kiera,” he informed me. “Those seem like some of the best things about being married, if you ask me.”
“They aren’t bad things,” I assured him. “It’s just that there’s something else that’s just a little bit better.”
Johnny’s mouth was now blazing a trail down the side of my neck and out toward my shoulder. His hand that had slipped into my pants descended farther until it was firmly placed between my legs, my panties the only thing separating us.
“I can’t think of anything better that doesn’t involve my hands, my mouth, or my cock on or in your body,” he remarked.
I moaned when he applied pressure between my legs. After giving myself a moment to regain my composure, I shared, “I love that you’re here to help take out the trash, which is now full.”
