Love Thy Neighbor (Friend-Zoned)(85)

Nat moans deep in her throat, almost a growl. I watch her body move with every thrust.

I give it hard and she takes it. Like a f*cking pro.

I pant, “I don’t think wives are meant to screw like this, girl.”

Without looking up, she moans, “Shut up and f*ck me!”

Fisting the sheets, her back arches when I pull her deeper into my thrusts and her eyes flutter. I can’t take my eyes off her perfect body. Her perfect curves. Her perfect tits. With her back arched, I can reach them. I hold her lower back firmly, my feet planted firmly on the floor at the foot of the bed with her ass just off the edge of the mattress.

Nothing beats sex with someone you love.

Making love. That’s it. We’re making love.

Panting and grinning, I lower my parted mouth to her nipple and lick it once before I suck it hard. She moans and grips the back of my head. She clenches on my cock and I bite her nipple. Her nails dig into my head and I groan, gently chewing on her nipple. Her * clenches around me again.

Her nipples are sensitive.

Harder than a f*cking rock, I pound into her, rolling my hips, trying to get that perfect angle that hits her spot. As soon as she gasps, I know I’m there. I demand, “Look at me.”

Her eyes open and she looks up at me with this face, this desperate expression, and I can’t help it. I pinch her nipple and tell her, “Say it.”

Her * tightens around me, her eyes flutter and she whispers, “I love you, baby.”

And I’m gone. I drive into her, groaning long and hard through gritted teeth. Her * contracts around me and I still, jerking my come into her sweet warmth.

Nothing better than this.

Collapsing onto her chest, I pant on her breast, “Holy shit. That was something else.”

I feel her silent laughter and she pants back, “Well, babe, that was make up sex and honeymoon sex, so I think it was meant to be that hot.”

Looking up at her, I ask seriously, “Can we do it again?”

She dissolves into fits of laughter and I chuckle with her.

I love my wife.

Lifting her up, I pull back the covers and place her in the center of the hotel’s king size bed. I lie next to her on my side, and she shifts to her side so we’re close and facing each other. Leaning forward, I take her lips in a slow and sexy kiss. Her hands come up to hold my face and I tell her, “Love you.”

She smiles, a joyous smile that I rarely see her wear. I think she saves this smile for special occasions. Her white teeth gleam and her eyes sparkle. I love this smile.

You don’t need words when you’ve got a smile like that.

She says through her smile, “Well, that’s a relief, being that you’re my husband and all.”

Husband. Fuck me.

Putting a hand on her bare hip, I use my thumb to draw lazy circles on it. Avoiding her gaze, I utter, “Didn’t know it was possible for someone to feel like this.”

Her hand rests on my scarred chest and she asks quietly, “Like what?”

I breathe deep and reply on my exhale, “Happy. Just…happy.”

Her eyes tear up and my brow furrows in confusion. I mutter, “The f*ck I do now?”

Nat responds through a shuddering breath, “You’re just being you, Ash.” Then she runs her fingertips over my brow and says, “Stop that. You’ll get wrinkles.”

Chuckling at her bad joke, I pull her to me and burrow my face into the crook of her neck.

I’m a married man.

I smile into her and I hear her amused, “What are you smiling at, dork?”

Kissing her throat, I mutter against it, “I’m gonna get so much shit from the guys when we get home.”

Angling her head, allowing me more access, she sighs, “Me too. From the girls, I mean. Tina’s going to kill me. What did you tell Nik?”

Wrapping my arms around her waist, I reply, “I told him we both needed a few days off. He didn’t ask so I didn’t tell him. He said he’d tell Tina and that as long as everything was okay, he was cool with it.”

Nat chuckles, “You know we only get one day here, right?”

What?

Shaking my head, I say, “No, girl. We got two nights here.”

Pulling away from me, she looks a little uncomfortable as she utters, “No. We don’t. There’s one stop we need to make before we go home.”

The look on her face makes me think wherever it is we’re going I’m not going to like it. But she’s my wife and if she says we need to go, then I guess we’re going.

Narrowing my eyes at her, I ask suspiciously, “Okay, baby. Where exactly are we going?”

Her eyes gleam and she whispers with a small smile, “You know I love you, right?”

Oh shit. I’m so f*cked.

***

Using my key, I open the front door to my childhood home and call out, “Mama? Tata? Is anyone home?”

Approximately ten seconds pass and when no one answers Ash whispers, “Oh well. We tried. C’mon, let’s go.” He takes my hand and tries to pull me back out the door.

Laughing at his ridiculousness, I mutter, “I can’t believe you’re nervous. They’re just my parents.”

Ash’s brows lift. He shakes his head. “No. They’re not just your parents, babe. They’re your protectors. They aren’t gonna want you with someone like me. I know it.”