Page 57 of Hot Times in Heart Falls, Vignettes Vol 3

“To win,” Mack said with a gloating tone.

“To win,” she agreed, but the outcome of the contest wasn’t anything she was worried about.

As far as Brooke was concerned, she’d already won.

4

They needed to go in early to finish setting up for the party. That’s what Ryan had told her. His parents, who were temporarily living with the family once again, would bring the kids by just before the event started.

Her husband had a second agenda beyond party prep.

Madison Zhao swallowed the moan that wanted to escape, leaning her hips farther back into Ryan as the heated water sluiced down both their naked bodies. “You’re killing me,” she whispered.

A low, dirty laugh escaped him, and whatever magic he was doing with his fingers between her legs increased in tempo. “No, killing us is having my parents living with us, using our bedroom, and us sleeping on an air mattress in the living room where we have no privacy.”

Tension ratchetted upward rapidly as Maddy let her head fall back on his shoulder. One minute after arriving in an empty yet completely decorated and prepped fire hall, Ryan had pulled her into one of the private rooms at the back, stripped them both naked, and tugged her into the shower with him.

Not that she was complaining. “Stop talking and fuck me already.”

“Such language,” he teased. “No wonder our three-year-old caused a ruckus in the grocery store the other day when Justin started singing a song about shit.”

“Wasn’t my fault,” Maddy protested. “I’ll explain…later. Oh, please.”

“Much later,” Ryan agreed.

He spun her, pressed her back to the wall, then dropped to his knees. A moment later Maddy teetered on one leg, the other draped over his broad shoulder as Ryan covered her sex with his mouth and went to town.

She clutched his head for balance then stared down to take in every second. His blue black-hair stuck up in messy tufts as water ran in small rivulets over her belly and onto him. Pleasure spiraled upward as he continued to work, and she caught her lip between her teeth and hummed quietly.

A soft laugh escaped him, and all of it slipped over her in a moment of near perfection. Ryan, giving as usual, such a strong link between them that when he stood and slipped his cock deep, it was the final coming home she needed.

“Ryan.” His name rushed out as a wave started in her core and spread.

He stared into her eyes, lips curled in a smile as he rocked deep, over and over, the motion dragging out her orgasm until he too gave in. His eyes closed briefly then reopened, complete connection and love in their depths.

They washed up slowly afterward, hands continuing to caress and touch, all the way until they were dressed again and ready to rejoin the rest of the world.

“Thanks for the secret moment to ourselves,” Maddy whispered before Ryan opened the door.

“We deserved it,” Ryan offered, kissing her one final time before pushing open the door. “And now you can tell me about the shit song.”

Which meant she was laughing as they joined the others now gathered in the common room. The scent of turkey and ham and sweet pumpkin spice carried on the air as they made their way to the side of the room where games for the kids would be run.

“Your dad found a comedian who did a whole routine about how funny the English language is about the word shit. Stuff like…don’t touch my shit because it’s important, yet other people’s shit is annoying…”

“Oh no,” Ryan muttered.

“It was a funny routine,” Maddy informed him primly. “Only Dad played it for me, then your mom, then another half dozen times over the phone for friends. None of us realized Justin was awake from his nap and listening the whole time.”

“Little mastermind,” Ryan said proudly.

“Wait until I tell you about our fifteen-month-old. Mikayla said ‘duck’ to your mom.” Maddy snickered. “I’m positive she wasn’t talking about the floaty toy.”

Ryan’s lips twitched.

Maddy patted Ryan’s chest, admiring how the traditional gaudy sweater stretched across his body.

His phone went off, and he checked it quickly. “Mom and Dad are here with the kids.” He smiled at her. “Having a nearly sixteen-year-old who can drive is a glorious thing, when I’m not scared to death about Talia behind the wheel.”