Page 120 of Vengeance

Movers have been transporting all of Colt and Lex's items into the new house they purchased in Summerville under the watchful eye of various members to ensure everything runs smoothly. Lex told Colt they could move their own things, but he refused and instead insisted they have one last date night before they officially settle in their new home.

“Colt, what is this?” Lex asks when they stop in front of the cabin.

“Our last night as part of the Griffin's Beach charter,” Colt says and hops off the bike. Holding out his hand, he smiles. “And I've decided I really like dating my wife. I plan to keep doing it.”

She takes his hand and climbs off the bike. “You do, huh?”

“I do. It's also a guarantee I get to make sweet love to her,” he says, pulling her against his chest. “And there's little I like more in this life than being buried balls deep inside you.”

“Romantic,” she says and laughs. “And when have I ever required you to take me on a date to fuck me? I don't usually say no, babe.”

Kissing her neck, he cups the back of her head with his hand, kissing his way to her face and stopping right before touching her lips. “This is going to be our new forever, baby.”

“So... did you bring me here to have a go around in the sack before picking up the kids to spend the last night in our bed?”

Running his tongue over his lips, he releases her. “Nope, because we have no bed at the house. Everything will be moved to Summerville by morning. The kids are having a sleepover with Grandma and Grandpa since it will be the last one for a while, and Mom and Dad get to have their own sleepover at the cabin.”

Her eyebrows raise. “I don't have anything with me for a sleepover.”

“Don't worry... you won't need much,” he says and reaches out to squeeze her ass. “Besides, what do you need? You'll be naked most of the time anyway.”

“So presumptuous. Have you ever thought that I might enjoy being romanced every once in a while? Not just brought out to a musty cabin no one ever really cleans to fuck in while sneezing because we kick up all the dust?”

Picking her up, he holds her ass while her legs wrap around his waist. “What kind of romance would you like? A room filled with candles and rose petals, some wine, and music playing to set the mood? Maybe some food to eat in the bedroom with a pizza in the fridge to eat later?”

Lex shrugs and giggles. “That doesn't sound half bad, actually. That would really be an amazing date.”

Slipping a hand into his pocket, he hits play on his phone, and her head turns to look at the cabin as soft music fills the air.

“What's that?”

“Our date.”

Carrying her into the cabin, she gasps as she takes in the sight of the room filled with battery operated candles and rose petals leading a pathway to a freshly made bed. Complete with no dust covering it. Next to the bed sits an ice bucket with her favorite wine and two glasses, even though Colt takes the drink. He thinks it tastes like funky grape juice, but this is for Lex. Their new start.

“Oh my God,” she gasps. “When did you do this?”

“I had some help. Do you like it?”

“I think it's safe to say there's very little chance of you not burying yourself balls deep inside me tonight.”

He smirks and carries her to the bed as the music plays softly. Setting her down, he walks into the kitchen to grab the ice cream, strawberries, chocolate sauce, and whipped cream. He plans to have a snack while he devours his gorgeous wife.

When Colt turns around, Lex lies completely naked on the bed waiting for him. “Fuck me.”

“That's kind of the point,” she says. “You love whipped cream, and you know how much I love chocolate.”

Shaking the can, he takes off the top and squirts dollops of the sweet cream on each of her nipples. “Yes, yes, I do.”

Quickly stripping out of his own clothes, he hovers over her as his warm mouth slurps up the treat before he sucks each of her nipples, teasing her and nipping gently with his teeth. Her hand reaches down between them and strokes him slowly with her soft hands.

“Colt, this is perfect,” she whispers as he kisses down her stomach until he lies between her thighs. “Oh, I lied. Now it's perfect.”

She's ready, and he loves her scent. Her taste. Everything about her drives him wild, and he wastes no time as he gives her exactly what she wants from his mouth. Within minutes, he has her bucking against him, her fingers clawing at his hair, and she cries out his name. There's an art to pleasing a woman, but knowing how to please one so efficiently makes him proud. He knows just what his woman likes, and he doesn't hesitate to give that to her.

“What do I get to taste on you?” she asks as he slides up her body, and he swears her eyes are a shade darker than normal.

“Whatever you want,” he says, and she pushes him onto his back. “Baby, you can do damn near anything you want.”

---