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“Mommy, you want to play checkers?”
“Not right now, bud. I need to borrow Ian for a few minutes though. Is that okay?”
“Sure. He’s losing anyway.”
I bite back a snort at the look on Ian’s face.
“That’s because you’re cheating, little man,” Ian protests. “Quite badly at that.”
“He always cheats. He thinks he’s good at it, but he’s not,” Christopher remarks, flipping the page of his book. “He gets that from his grandmother; she’s also really bad at it.”
“You old fart, don’t start in on me. I do not cheat. You’re just a sore loser.”
“Okay, enough of that. You two mind keeping Micheal with you for a few? We’ll be back.”
“Go on, dear, we’ll be fine down here.”
I walk out of the room with Ian, chuckling at the banter they have going. Those two, I love them to pieces, but it’s like having two more kids in the house sometimes.
I make it up the stairs and to the top landing before he speaks. “You okay?”
I grin, reaching up to wrap my arms around his neck. “I am. I just wanted to steal you for a minute. I have something I want to tell you.”
“What’s that?” He captures my mouth before I can answer him.
It isn’t until a door shuts behind me, and my back is pressed to it, that I realize he’s maneuvered us into the bedroom. The kiss is heated, as they always are.
He’s only been home a couple of days and is due to fly to Chicago tomorrow night. He’ll be gone for a week, maybe two, then he’ll be back. He has a trip to Florida scheduled for next month. Michael and I will be going with him. Fun in the sun with my guys; I can’t wait.
Jenni and Christopher will be staying behind for some TLC of their own. The only children they’ll have to worry about are Loki and Dean. A little kibble, a random sprinkle of catnip on the floor, and watching their water fountains and they’ll be fine.
I pull back from his kiss to meet his gaze. I can’t help but smile wide.
“I love you, you know that?”
“I do.” He kisses me again, this time lifting me up and moving to set me on the bed. With his hands roaming my body, I forget about everything. He makes quick work of getting me naked. His mouth covers my nipples, teasing, nipping at the sensitive buds. His hands, well, they go everywhere. He teases my wet center, caresses my breasts—in no time, I am panting, my need growing into a frenzy.
“Fuck, I missed you.” His teeth scrape across my nipples before he lowers himself, his face burying between my open thighs. I have to bite back my moans. We are no longer alone in this house, and I have to keep a tight rein on myself. Ian has a bad habit—okay, it’s a great habit—of making me scream. No need to traumatize the others in the house.
His tongue works my core, flicking against my clit as his fingers thrust in and out, curling against my g-spot. I am seeing stars by the time the first orgasm hits me. Hard and fast just like his thrusts.
A long moan escapes me as he positions himself, his tip sliding through my wet folds.
“Ian, please…”
“Please, what, love?”
“I need you.”
“Tell me what you want.”
“You…”
“Tell me what you want from me.” He slides in just a bit more and pulls out.
I gasp. “Fuck me, ple?—”
I don’t finish before he is thrusting inside of me. My body rocks as he pistons his hips, taking me hard. Just the way I like it. If I’m not sore tomorrow, was it really worth it?
