A Very Merry Hockey Holiday (Assassins #6.5)(16)

She grinned as she kissed him deeply, his fingers playing with the hair at the nape of her neck. Pulling back, she rolled her eyes when she saw his blackened eye and the bruise along his jaw. He was so immature when it came to their future son-in-law.

“Where’s my little man?”

“Sleeping.”

“Good,” he said before lifting her off her feet and onto the counter.

“What are you doing?” she giggled as he pulled down her dance shorts and panties with one swoop, throwing them to the ground.

“I’m hungry,” he said simply before dropping his mouth to her core.

“Good God!” she gasped as he slid his tongue up her nether lips. Opening her up, he sucked her clit into his mouth, his fingers biting into her thighs as he devoured her with no cares in the world. Closing her eyes, she moved against his mouth, searching for her release. He drove her mad and she loved that he always wanted her. She used to worry that their need for each other would die out, but it still burned like the first moment she’d had the pleasure of having him in her. He was by far the hottest lover she had ever had, and she was more than happy that he was her last.

Coming off the counter, she came hard against his mouth, crying out his name as he continued to flick his tongue ruthlessly against her clit. Squeezing the edge of the counter, she cried out his name, trying to get away, but he wasn’t letting her go. Sliding his finger inside her, he began to f*ck her as she thrashed mindlessly underneath him.

“Fucking hell,” she cried as her orgasm started to build again. Holding on, she took the mind-blowing pleasure he was causing, and when she rocketed off the counter against his talented mouth, his name falling from her lips, he pulled away and grinned down at her as she gasped for breath.

“You are the f*cking hottest woman I have ever seen,” he said as he took her by the hip, pulling her off the counter. Turning her around, he pushed her torso onto the counter and cracked his hand against her ass, causing her to cry out as her fingers held on to the counter. Closing her eyes, she gasped for breath as he entered her from behind, filling her completely. Lying against her, he kissed her shoulders as he slowly thrust inside of her. He was so big against her and she loved it. She loved how he completely took over when they made love. Sometimes, she surprised him and took control, but being f*cked against the counter was just what she needed.

As he stood, taking her hips in his large hands, he pounded into her, their bodies slapping together in tune as he drove her completely out of her mind. She held on for dear life as he thrust once more and came, grunting before whispering her name. Stilling behind her, he moved his hand along her back then the curve of her ass before bringing her face to where he could kiss her.

Pulling away, he said, “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”

She smiled. “I know I won’t of you.”

He kissed her again before backing away to clean up. She stood up and smiled as she watched his ass while he washed his hands. He was so hot. Thick and taut with mouthwatering muscles. When he glanced back at her, she said, “Welcome home.”

He chuckled. “Thanks, babe.”

Their gazes stayed locked for a long time, and then out of nowhere, and really, she didn’t think she thought it through, she asked, “What do you think of trying for another baby?”

His brows came up before he chuckled. “You want another baby?”

She shrugged. “Maybe?” she said, unsure. Maybe he didn’t want one.

“It’s a yes or no question, Reese.”

“Do you think it would be smart with Claire getting married and stuff?”

Coming to her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and looked deep in her eyes as he said, “I think if you want to have another baby, then let’s do it.”

Her heart exploded in her chest as she grinned. “Really?”

He nodded. “Yeah. I’ve wanted another kid for a while, but we all know how skittish you are,” he teased, his grin growing. “I would love nothing more than to have another baby with you.”

She begged her heart to be still, but that wasn’t possible when she was locked in her husband’s blue gaze. “I love you, Phillip Anderson.”

He winked before cupping her face. “Well, Reese Anderson, you are very lucky because I love you so f*cking much that it hurts. You complete me, baby, and I can’t think of anything else I want in the world other than to be married and make babies with your sexy ass.”

“Me either,” she agreed before he dropped his mouth to hers. She would have kept kissing him if her phone hadn’t rung. Parting, she looked down to see that it was Claire.

“It’s our daughter.”

“Answer it,” he said, his hands falling to her bare ass. She really needed to put some pants back on before Sawyer woke up. Hitting answer, she put it on speaker as she said, “Hey, sweetheart.”

“Hey! Whatcha doin’?” she asked, all happy and sweet.

Reese smiled as she slid her shorts back up and Phillip did the same. “Putting some pants on.”

“Always good to have pants,” Jude said and Reese’s grin grew.

“Hey, Jude.”

“Hey,” he answered back, and she didn’t miss the bored look on Phillip’s face.

“Is Phillip home yet?” Claire asked.