Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
“I love you too, baby. More than you know.”
He steps behind me, his huge hands running along my arms and resting on my shoulders to give me a massage. I groan at the way tension leaves my body.
“Careful at the sounds you make, Dani.”
I tilt my head back and smile, his eyes already at half-mast. “Not my fault. It feels good.”
“You know what else feels good? My cock in your pussy.”
“The neighbors might see us.”
“Don’t care. They’ve probably already seen us way too many times.”
“Wait. Is that why Mrs. Robinson had a disapproving look on her face the other day when she watched us kiss in the driveway?”
“Maybe. Or maybe she wishes they’re us.”
A few minutes later, I’m bobbing up and down his thick shaft, my nightgown bunched around my waist, my back pressed against his chest, and a quilt over our lower bodies. From far away, maybe we look like a couple just hanging out, with me sitting on his lap.
But my face and my whimpers betray what we’re doing.
The moment we head back to the bedroom, I crash on my pillow and succumb to sleep in seconds.
EXTENDED EPILOGUE
DAMIEN
I’m a damned good detective, one of the best in the state, maybe even the entire country. I solved cases no one could crack. Saw patterns no one else did. Had a knack for finding out people’s secrets.
But for the love of god, I cannot figure out Derek’s handwriting. We spent two hours participating in his little game, and while I’d like to claim I let my kids win, I didn’t understand anything about this supposed treasure hunt.
“Is this a g or a 9?” I ask Dani as she sets the plate on the picnic table.
She chuckles and I stand behind her, sliding my arms around her waist and nipping on her earlobe. “I deserve a consolation prize. The kids bruised my ego.”
“What kind of prize?”
“You know what.” I press her against my already raging erection. The things this girl can do to me and my body.
Instead of melting into me, however, she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and busies herself with setting the cutleries. Alarm rings in my head. “Hey, baby. What’s wrong?”
She groans and rolls her eyes. “I totally forgot how observant you are.”
“I’m always in tune with you. You know that.”
“Yep.” But she doesn’t lift her gaze. She’s flicking nonexistent dirt on the white linen.
“Dani… It’s been fifteen years. I know when your mood shifts without you saying a word. I can tell you’re upset even with just the way you sigh.”
“Fifteen years. Time flies, huh?”
“It does.”
“I mean, I can tell how long we’ve been married by the way I look.”
I rub my chin and stare at her. “Explain.”
She raises both hands in the air and huffs. “It’s like for every year we’re married, I get another inch on my waist.”
I’m about to argue with her but she puts a finger on my lips and shakes her head, eyes downcast. “You don’t have to lie, Damien. I know how I look, and I don’t like what I see in the mirror.”
Her arms hang at the sides, her eyes glued to her empty hands. This conversation is important to her. And it guts me that she feels this way, that she thinks this way. She still doesn’t know how perfect she is.
I step forward and hook a finger under her chin. “Dani, look at me.”
With an audible sigh, she returns my gaze.
“Have I ever lied to you before?”
She shakes her head.
“Do you believe every word that comes out of my mouth?”
She nods slowly.
“Now I need you to listen to me, woman. I need you to listen closely.”
The laughter and yells in the backyard become nothing but background noise, and it’s just the two of us. I cup Dani’s face, and she leans into my touch, closing her eyes.
“Dani, you are the most beautiful woman in the world. The sexiest. The hottest. You don’t know what you do to me when you glance my way, or touch me lightly, or even just say my name. You gained weight? So what? It only means I can be rougher with you in bed, which I know you totally love. Besides, I love your curves. I love running my hands and tongue along them, love hearing your small whimpers when I hit a sensitive spot.”
I turn her around so my back is facing the kids, and they can’t see what I’m doing to her.
I lower my hands and squeeze her ass, smirking when she gasps. I’m already so hard I ache, but I pull her to me so she can feel how hard I am. “See that, baby? Even if you don’t believe my words, you know my cock cannot lie.”
And just like that, she smiles and sags at me. Her arms wrap around my waist, and I rest my chin on the top of her head. “I love you, Damien. Every single day, I wake up and fall in love with you all over again.”