Page 80 of Manhattan Heart

Gray must have had the same idea, when he looks at me, his eyes are stars and he comes for me with a grunt boiling through his chest and he doesn’t stop until I’m lofted into his arms, making my legs go around him and when he fixes his mouth to my throat, he strides off with me.

“I want my birthday gift,” I whine. All ten of my fingers spear into his hair.

I don’t mean the gifts he’s already showered me with today.

No, what I want is under Gray’s clothes.

“About to get it,” he says roughly.

I don’t know why I was bothered about the number of birthdays I’ve had so far; I’ve had the best day and most in part because of the guy with his hands on my butt.

If these past few months have taught me anything, it’s to grab onto the little things and squeeze the hell out of them.

I can’t even lie and say I don’t still get a twinge of worry now when Gray works out or he’s a little late home from work.

But I love that man, I’m going to worry over him, it comes with the wife handbook.

We’re living life.

We’re loving most of every moment, especially together.

A New York gal who is now the big 3-0, can’t ask for more than that.

I have Grayson’s heart.

I’m the luckiest cereal munching bitch in this whole universe.

E P I L O G U E

Gray-Ten Years Later

The moment India’s climax wanes, I feel it leave her body as she softens and sags against my chest, her breath comes out in a rapid pant on my throat.

My own is still coming down too.

Goddamn, she rode me hard enough I was sure she was trying to kill me.

Nothing pleases me more than attending to my wife’s appetites and she’s never hungrier for sex and the use of my willing body than she is when PMS attacks her.

She gets hungry. And she gets horny. And I’m there for both.

To eat her, to fuck her, and to feed her afterwards.

“Feel better?” I grin, stroking a hand up and down her bare spine, feeling how she trembles deliciously.

Thank god we don’t have nearby neighbors, or they’d be getting a full show right now with India completely naked and me partially so, in our backyard.

She found me out here enjoying a coffee and reading emails.

Just climbed onto my lap and told me she wanted to be fucked.

I am not part of the dumb squad.

I got hard and I fucked her how she needed it from me.

My poor baby is having a week.

She is in denial again.

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