Page 63 of Sabre (Royal Bastards MC: Ankeny, IA 6)

“The house won’t get cleaned,” I warned.

“Don’t care,” she replied.

My brow furrowed as I stared at her in disbelief. When I saw she was dead serious, I grinned. “Get up, then. I’ll check the door and meet you in the bedroom.” I nudged her with my hips, but she did get up? Oh no. She ground against my rock-hard erection.

“Do it here,” she insisted before she repeatedly bit and sucked on my neck.

“Fuuuuck,” I groaned. “Your brother will be here.”

“He can wait on the porch if he gets here too soon.”

“The blinds are open,” I tried again, though I had already trailed my mouth trailed down to suck her pert nipple through the soft jersey of her bra.

“I wouldn’t do much of that,” she gasped. I groaned and my forehead fell to the center of her chest in disappointment. Unfortunately, she was right and I knew better. I sure didn’t want a repeat of the mouthful of breastmilk I’d gotten six weeks after Ashton was born.

“Then lift up,” I urged, and she complied.

I quickly unfastened my jeans and shoved my boxers down to free my throbbing cock. Not wasting time, I pulled the crotch of her shorts and underwear to the side and thrust up into her tight, wet heaven.

“Fuuuuuck,” I whispered as my eyes practically rolled back into my skull. I dug my fingers into her ass in a bruising grip.

Buried deep, I stilled and held her close. Her walls clenched around me and made my shaft pulsed in response. Then with practiced motions, in a dance as old as time, I loved my wife with everything I had in me.

By the time her breaths came in gasping pants, and she made those sexy little mewls as she contracted around me, I was ready. I drove up deep into her impossibly tight sheath and filled her.

“I love you so much,” she murmured with her forehead on my shoulder, trying to catch her breath.

“And I will love you until my last breath and beyond,” I promised in a whisper.

The knock on the door had us jumping apart and laughing quietly. She climbed off me with her bottom lip caught in her teeth. Her hair was a sexy mess, and her cheeks were flushed a beautiful pink. But that smile. That smile was everything.

“Go get cleaned up. I’ll get it,” I told her as I got to my feet and swatted her ass. I tucked my cock back into my pants and straightened my shirt the best I could.

When I slung the door open, Hayden took one look at me and grimaced. “Again? Fucking hell, will there ever be a time that I come over and you haven’t just finished having sex with my goddamn sister?”

I grinned. “The gods willing, not a chance.”

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