Page 70 of The Marriage Rebound

Chapter 24

Sasha

A billow of steam circled around me when I opened the bathroom door. My wife looked sexy as ever, relaxing on our king-size bed watching something on her phone. Today hadn’t started out the best, but for probably the first time ever, we’d managed to have a conversation about our differing opinions that didn’t end up as an argument with Courtney ultimately walking away when she no longer wanted to deal. Maybe there was something to being an adult, acting mature in situations, and getting my own head out of my ass when it came to understanding the pressures and responsibilities on my wife. Responsibilities that she said she thrived in and didn’t mind. But at the same time, I hadn’t made it any easier on her.

I’d fought her every step of the way. She’d had to choose her battles.

Denise was right, I was lucky as hell. I had a woman who I’d given every reason to walk away from me and say I wasn’t worth the trouble, but each time she chose her battles with me, she chose me.

Courtney chose me. Us.

She laughed quietly at whatever had her attention, so much she hadn’t even noticed me. I strolled toward the bed, untying my robe as I went. She startled at my approach, pulling her earbuds free. A slow smile spread across her face as she watched the satin material slip from my body and onto the floor.

She set her phone and headphones on the nightstand. “Hey.”

“Hey,” I replied as I slowly straddled her.

Court licked her lips then sank her teeth into her bottom one as her eyes roamed my body, lingering between my legs before meeting my gaze again. I had it bad for my wife because all she did was look at me and I was wet for her.

Slowly, she ran her warm hands up my thighs until she gripped my ass. “If you were trying to get my attention, mission accomplished.”

I slipped my arms around her neck. “Do I have to be naked to get your attention?”

She shook her head. “Nah, but it don’t hurt.” A lopsided grin accompanied her statement.

“Is that so?” I whispered, running my nose along the side of her neck before planting soft kisses there.

Courtney hummed her answer as she scraped her short nails down my back. The action made me shiver. Sexually, we’d always worked, but with everything else happening, even that had been off. The lack of anything physical between us had scared me nearly as much as her leaving had because we’d always had the sex. We’d been close earlier today. She’d wanted me. She’d desired me. And now I wanted nothing more than to have that connection with her again.

Cupping her cheeks, I went in for a kiss. Her lips, her mouth—kissing Courtney always made my stomach do flips, my knees get weak and my pussy wet. But doing it now was different, like a renewal. The pressure of her fingers digging into my skin as our tongues took turns gliding in and out had my nipples hard, and I was sure when I moved there would be no hiding the evidence of how horny my wife made me.

Not that I wanted to hide it.

Rotating my hips, I ground against her, getting hornier the longer she worked her mouth over mine. I whined when she broke from our kiss and her low chuckle reverberated through my body.

“You tryin’ to catch a nut?” she whispered against my ear, the warmth of her breath causing me to shiver again.

I pushed my hips forward, searching for any bit of friction I could find. “Well, you were a bit of a tease earlier.”

Courtney nipped at my neck like she’d done earlier in the day and slipped a hand between our bodies. “Is that right?” She didn’t move it, or try to push fingers inside me; she just held it there, but it was enough. That little extra I needed to get me there.

“Mmm-hmm,” I moaned as I humped against her. “I’m. Just. Gettin’. What. I’m. Owed,” I panted, gripping onto her shoulders to give myself more leverage.

My release was close, it clawed under my skin. Anticipation pooled in my belly like before the big drop of a roller coaster. I circled my hips faster as my breaths came out in quick bursts. Euphoria was within my grasp, but the nip turned into a bite, which startled the fuck out of me.

“What the?”

My wife had me on my back with my arms pinned above my head before I could fully process. She loomed over me, a smirk on her face and a mischievous glint in her eyes. “You still confused?”

I frowned. I was very fucking confused. “As to why my wife didn’t let me come? Confused isn’t exactly the word I’d use right now.”

Her quiet laugh only served to frustrate me more, but when she shifted and brought the hand I’d been riding to her mouth, I had to swallow down my whimper when she licked the juices I’d left there.

“You do taste good.” She pressed her thigh against my aching cunt while running her nose along the column of my neck. Court licked and kissed the area. Teasing me. Driving me wild with the subtle pressure of her leg in an antagonizing game of give and take.

I planted my feet on the bed and tilted my hips to angle them better so I could have more contact on my clit. The nut she’d denied me sat under the surface, begging for release. Every little thing about her brought me closer. The scratch of her cast on my wrist, the warmth of her fingers as she held me down. The soft, nutty scent of her shea butter lotion, and how her breath tickled each time it blew across my skin.

“Brings out the vampire in me,” she whispered before biting me again.