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“You know that isn’t true. We always said we could be honest with one another, and that’s what marriage is. Ups and downs.”

A small smile tugs at his lips. “How did you get so tough?”

I match his smile. “I live with a man with a huge heart who has shown me the way to transformation so many times when I was down in my life. He’s the most loyal, precious and beautiful person I’ve ever known. That’s how.”

“You just tryin’ to get lucky?” He smirks.

“Nope.” I stand, letting my towel to the floor. “Just hoping.”

18

RYDER

I carrymy beautiful wife to our bedroom, our kisses growing more urgent as my dick hardens against my zipper. She’s naked in my arms and smells like cotton candy. Oh, how I’ve missed this.

I can count on one hand the amount of times we’ve slept together in the last six months, not because we don’t love one another, but we’ve both been busy. I work weird hours sometimes, and when I get home, Crystal's exhausted and asleep. When I get up early to head off the next day, I let her rest for a bit before Aidan wakes up.

She does so much for our household, and then keeps everything else in order. It doesn’t go unnoticed and I know how lucky I am, but I struggle with being good enough. Hearing about my mom’s death, and Stu contacting me, it’s brought all those old insecurities to the surface; striving to please my family. Fear of people leaving. The beatings. My mom looking the other way. Why did she do that? Why did she hate my face so much she’d let that monster do that to me, and to Stu. Despite his misgivings and how much he resented me, he was an angry teenager. He needed someone to be mad at, so I get that.

I have no fucking clue what I’m even going to say to him when I see him next, but that’s for another day. Right now, I need to fuck my wife.

She’s grabbing at my cut, trying to shrug me out of it all while grinding that sweet little pussy against my cock. My woman knows how to get me every single time, but it’s lit a fire inside me at how grabby she’s being. I need this. She needs it, too.

“You keep rubbin’ that sweet cunt on me like that and I’m gonna come in my pants like a teenager,” I mutter in her ear.

She grins, licking up the side of my neck while she grinds into me once more. I push her up against the wall in our bedroom. “I should fuck you right here for lookin’ like this? I bet if I felt between your legs, I’d find you drippin’ for my cock.”

She bites down on her lip when I do just that. “Ryd,” she whispers, her eyes closing in ecstasy. “Touch me, yes, baby.”

My eyes almost roll into the back of my head when I feel how wet she is. I swipe my fingers through her wet heat, bringing them up to my mouth to suck. Groaning, I close my eyes. “So sweet, Sugar.”

“Ryder, I need you now,” she pants.

I tsk. “Now, now, you never were one to be patient, baby. But you’ll be beggin’ me once I’m done with you.”

I nip her gently on the shoulder and she shudders. Her hands in my hair, she tugs and I growl.

“I need it.”

“You need your old man’s cock, Sugar?” I suck her nipple as I play with her pussy.

“Yes, yes, I need you so bad.”

I slide a finger inside her and she moans softly. While Ade could sleep while a herd of elephants ran through the house, we don’t want to test that theory while we’re both fired up.

Her hands work their way down, finally shoving off my cut. I help her out by shucking off my shirt and tossing it over myhead. Her hands are at my buckle and I watch as she rips it apart, fumbling with my button as she unzips me. I kick off my boots, pull off my socks and Crystal yanks my jeans and briefs down. My cock springs free and she grasps it with one hand.

“My, my, you are happy to see me tonight.” She grins and I wipe the smirk off her face with a kiss.

“Don’t get too cocky, unless you want this in that smart mouth of yours.”

She flutters her eyelids and I shake my head, grinning. I work my way down her body to my knees, spreading her legs. I yank one leg over my shoulder and shove my face into her sweet pussy. My tongue licks through her center as she grinds up against me, trying to get more traction.

“You’re so needy,” I tease. “Does my wife need somethin’?”

“Yes, I need your cock,” she pants. “Pronto.”

I laugh, my lips brushing her most sensitive spot and she groans. I flick her clit with the tip of my tongue and she grinds down harder on me. I part her with one hand, laving her fully with my tongue and she moves her hips back and forth, her orgasm finally giving way as I add two fingers and ride her through it. But I’m not done.

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