Page 55 of What it Takes
“And fast,” she said. “You know we’re not going to be left alone very long.”
“I can do fast,” he replied, closing his mouth over her nipple through the fabric of her top and taking his hands off of her only long enough to get rid of his sweatpants.
She hissed before threading her fingers through his hair. “I can try to do quiet.”
Sean tugged at the cute little sleep shorts she wore until they slid free and he could toss them aside. Then he stroked between her legs until she relaxed her thighs and lifted her hips off the mattress.
One of the best parts of being married was knowing his wife’s body so intimately. He knew how to touch her if he wanted to torment her for a while, and he also knew how to send her straight over the edge.
After swirling his tongue over her nipple because, damn, he loved her breasts, he moved to her throat. Her hips lifted as he buried two fingers deep inside of her, while he gathered her hair in his other hand. Tugging, he pulled her head back so he could run his tongue over the hollow at the base of her throat.
Emma hissed, her fingernails digging into his ass almost painfully, and he grinned against her neck. “What’s the matter, sweetheart?”
“Now,” she demanded. “And donotmake me scream, dammit.”
Sean pushed his fingers deeper inside of her for a moment, pressing the heel of his hand hard against her clit while biting that soft spot at her neck, until she growled and pounded her fist against his shoulder.
Without letting go of her hair, he shifted on top of her and replaced his fingers with his dick. He wasn’t gentle about it and she gasped again, turning her head until she met the resistance of his hand still clutching her hair.
He thrust hard into her, over and over, and he didn’t give a shit if the camper rocked. All he knew was his wife and the heat of her body and the way her lips parted on a small cry as she raised her hips to meet him.
When she closed her eyes, her breath shortening, he tightened his fist in her hair and covered her mouth with his to keep her from crying out his name or any other words that would embarrass her later.
Her body clenched and she moaned against his lips while he struggled to hold on until the last tremor of pleasure racked her body. Then he let go and emptied himself into her with a deep groan. Then she wrapped her arms around him as he collapsed on top of her, welcoming his weight.
“I wasn’t supposed to kiss you,” he said as his body relaxed. “Unsexy morning breath and all that.”
Her laughter shook both of them. “I didn’t even notice.”
Sean rested his hand on her stomach and kissed the side of her neck. “Wouldn’t it be amazing if this was the time?”
“The time?”
“If we conceived a little brother or sister for Johnny here at the Northern Star.”
He thought she’d laugh, but she just nodded. “That would be great.”
Something was bugging her. She’d been slightly off for days, but he couldn’t figure it out. She’d even left the barbecue for a while the previous afternoon, claiming Johnny needed a nap. And she’d probably been right, since he’d found them both sound asleep when he went looking for her, but that wasn’t the only reason she’d gone in.
Maybe it was the baby thing, which would explain her lukewarm reaction just now. It had been weighing on her—on both of them, really—for a while, and he’d been thinking about how to broach the fact they might need to get their doctors involved.
But he didn’t want to have that conversation now, so he went for something fun. “Speaking of children, Mitch and Josh and I were talking about how cool it would be to have a tree house for the kids, like we used to have. It’s long gone now, but we loved that thing. But Josh said that would be a problem because of the guests. Insurance liability and all that. He said he’s been looking at play structure kits, though. Like for playgrounds? He said they make one that looks like a big pirate ship. Johnny would love that.”
“Yeah, he would.”
Something in her voice sounded wrong, so he rolled up onto his elbow so he could look down at her face. “What’s the matter?”
“Nothing.” She smiled, but it was forced. He loved this woman more than life itself, and her many expressions were etched in his mind.
“You don’t like pirate ships? They have a castle, too. Maybe the castle would be better for boysandgirls.”
She slapped his shoulder. “Girls can be pirates, too.”
“Oh, I see how it is. You want both structures and then the girls can be pirates and make the boys clean their castle.”
This time her smile reached her eyes. “I bet I could get Katie to talk Josh into buying both.”
“They’re pretty expensive, so I’ll only vote for one.” He thought about it. “I think the pirate ship would be more fun. I can picture Johnny with a fake eye patch and a foam sword. And if he had a little brother or sister, Johnny can be the captain and boss the little one around.”
