“Put me down, you big old lug.” I smack his tight ass, and try to wiggle out of his grasp.

“Shhh, baby. You’ll wake the kids.”

“You’re just going to leave us here?” Jesse calls out as Nix carries me through the glass doors back into the house.

“Yep, lock up.” Nix continues to walk, ignoring our guests, and heading up the stairs.

“Nix,” I complain but it only gets me a smack on my ass.

“You wanna see how hard I can get it up, baby?” he rumbles and I know I’m in trouble. Teasing Nix about that night six months ago never gets me anywhere. Even though I promised never to tell Jesse about the events of that Valentine’s Day date, Brooks didn’t make such promises, and since then, Nix hasn’t lived it down.

“You know I was playing, baby.” I laugh as he kicks our bedroom door open.

“Oh, I know. Now it’s my turn to play.” He throws me down on the bed and steps back.

“What are you going to do to me?” I come up on my elbows and watch him lose his cut and shirt.

“No questions.” His tone tells me he’s not kidding, and his stare makes me ache. Bossy Nix is coming out to play tonight.

“Shouldn’t we wait until everyone has left?” I can’t help myself. I ask a question when I shouldn’t. The sounds of everyone packing up downstairs won’t drown out what we are about to do.

“They’re leavin’. Stand up and strip.” He drops his boxers and I don’t disobey. Doing what he asks, I unzip my dress and let it fall to my feet, exposing my fully naked body.

“Jesus, fuck. You’ve been naked under that fucking dress all night?” His erection grows as he stands there watching me.

I nod, giving him a sly grin.

We’ve come a long way in the last six months. We had a rough year, but looking back, we wouldn’t be where we are if we didn’t experience it.

“Do you know how much I love your body?” He steps closer, our bodies almost touching.

“No. Tell me how much.”

“So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs, his eyes roaming my now larger, plumper breasts. “Fuck, baby.” His cursing comes out as half growl, half moan. “What I wouldn't do to sink my cock between these.” He dips his head, pulling one nipple into his mouth. His hand moves to the opposite breast, massaging and tweaking as he sucks. Jesus, the pleasure of his warm mouth and the pain of my sensitive nipples is too much. A slow moan builds in the back of my throat; the image of him releasing himself over me plays out in my head. “You gonna let me fuck your tits, baby?” His hand finds his cock. I keep my eyes trained on his grip, each full and deliberate stroke pushing me deeper into his spell.

Fuck.

“Why the sudden interest in my boobs, Nix?” I lock my brow and watch him lick his lips.

“Been dreamin’ about sliding my cock between these babies for months. Think I’m takin’ that chance before you lose them.”

“I don’t think they are going away.” I laugh and he lifts my chin.

“Fuck, I wish that was true, but they’re already gettin’ smaller.”

“You think?” I ask, excited that the exercise and healthy eating I’ve been doing is finally starting to work.

“Don’t sound so excited about it.” He pushes me back on the bed and follows me down.

“I am. I’ve been working hard.” He knows how hard I work. Not only for fitness, but for a healthy mind.

“You know you don’t need that shit. You’re fuckin’ sexy.”

“Of course you say that. But you have to. You’re my husband.”

“I don’t have to fuckin’ say anythin’. I’m sayin’ it ‘cause it’s the truth.”

“Well, lucky I’m not doing it for you.” I reach up and bring my lips to his.

“Whatever makes you happy, baby.”

“You make me happy, Nix.”

“Do I?” He looks down at me seriously for a second. “‘Cause for a long time there, I didn’t know if I did, and nothin’ has ever cut so deep knowin’ I couldn’t bring you happiness.” I move up to my elbow, needing to be in his space.

“You have always brought me happiness, Nix. Always.” I kiss him. Needing to show how much I mean it.

“Well, good.” He smiles against my lips. “Now it’s time to return the favor. Havin’ my cock slidin’ between these tits is gonna make me very happy.” I come off my elbows and fall back. “Squeeze those tits together for me, Kadence. Squeeze them nice and tight for me.” I do as he asks, watching him take some lube from the drawer. He straddles my chest, his erect cock sitting in line with my face. “Lick it, baby.” He demands and my mouth listens, opening for my tongue to skirt out between my lips and lick the bead of pre-cum from the tip of his cock.

I look up and lock eyes with him.

“Fuck, Kadence. Don’t look fuckin’ sexy lickin’ my dick or I’ll be slidin’ it in your mouth instead of between your tits.”

“You want my mouth?” I ask, not caring what he wants. I want to make him feel good.

His fingers find my nipples, tweaking and pulling. “No, I need these.” He squeezes the lube over his dick, spreading the wetness with a few strokes. I watch him carefully as he lowers his dick to my tits, guiding it in between my breasts. The feeling of his hardness sliding between my softness is not what I was expecting. While the action does nothing to get me off, just watching Nix get lost in the moment does things to my stomach.