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“Ash,” I cry out as we rock together in harmony.

Addicted to everything I do with Ash, I twist my neck around, desperate to kiss him. He grabs my chin firmly, keeping it in place so we can fuck each other’s mouths with our tongues. It’s messy and wet and spurs him on to move his hips a little faster.

“Touch yourself,” he commands, panting and groaning. His words make the ache between my thighs heavy with need, sending a shock wave of pleasure vibrating through me.

My left hand drops between my legs. I rub my clit, circling it faster, chasing my release.

Ash places his hand over mine and pushes harder, making my arousal flood his cock.

The sensation of him kissing my mouth, his cock moving in and out of me, and with his hand over mine, I can’t take anymore. “You’re the only one for me, Lily. You’re perfect.” His whispered words are my undoing.

Our wedding bands rub together as I come. My body feels like it bursts into a million stars across the galaxy. He increases his pace and fucks me harder.

Skin to skin, hand in hand, his heart pounds against my back. He growls and roars my name as he comes, holding himself deep, shooting hot ropes of cum inside of me.

Jerking, he slowly moves in and out of my body, my pussy milking him of every last drop.

“I could stay like this forever with you,” he pants, trying to catch his breath.

Moving our hands away from between my legs, he links our fingers together and rests our hands on top of the comforter.

“We could, but we have a flight to catch tomorrow.” I sigh, content as his hot, heavy body surrounds me.

Unwrapping our conjoined fingers, I run my fingertips over his lily tattoo on the back of his hand. “I love your tattoos.”

“I’ll be getting another one soon.” He spreads his fingers out and I play with his wedding band.

“Sixteen years married this year.” When I first met Ash, he always said he wasn’t romantic, but he’s the most romantic man I know.

“I have loved you for longer.”

I remember the words he wrote on my card when he sent my flowers. “I will love you for a lifetime.”

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

Ash

Pointing up at the house we planned to sell, I ask Lily, “What do you see?”

Hands on hips, she looks at me with a wrinkled brow. “A house neither of us like?”

“What else?”

“A huge house neither of us like?”

She’s not wrong.

We found the perfect house three weeks after our trip to New York. With four bedrooms and smaller spaces, it’s much more welcoming and felt like home as soon as we stepped through the front door. It’s also closer to our friends in a safe and friendly part of town. With a wraparound porch and a quaint yard with a small pool for the summer months, it’s perfect for us. I don’t know where our heads were at when we bought this monster. I look up at the beast.

“What if I told you I am going to turn it into a sports facility? Specifically, for hockey players?”

“Are you crazy?” she shrills, looking at me and then back at the house.

She’s going to think I am even crazier when I tell her the next part of my plan. “And I’m building a private indoor ice rink over there.” I point to the barren area on the right-hand side of the house we never did anything with.

She bursts out laughing. It’s so loud you could probably hear it at the end of our long driveway.

When she sees how serious my face is, her laugh stops dead. “Oh my God, you’re not joking?”

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