“Do tell.”
“Showing is so much more fun than telling.”
He closed his eyes and gave himself over to her care. “Couldn’t agree more.”
She took his cock into the heat of her mouth, making him gasp when she lashed him with her tongue.
His spine tingled, and goose bumps erupted on his skin as his cock nudged against her throat.
She released him slowly, going for maximum effect, and nearly succeeded in finishing him off.
He managed to hang on as she straddled him and took him into her body.
She was so fucking hot and sexy and perfect that he often wondered what he’d done right in a previous life to deserve the love of such an amazing woman in this one. Especially now, when he’d once again turned their world upside down.
“Are you relaxing?” she asked as she moved with erotic precision.
“Not quite yet, but I’m getting there.” Nick put his hands on her hips and then ran them up her sides to cup her breasts. She thought they were too big. He thought they were perfect. He’d never loved anyone the way he loved her, hadn’t known it was possible to love someone so much until he loved her.
He put his arms around her and turned them so he was on top, looking down at her sweet face and the pale blue eyes that looked at him the way no one else ever had. “In case I forget to tell you, I’m sorry for everything that’s going to happen over the next three years.”
Sam laughed and curled her arms around his neck, sliding her fingers into his hair as he moved in her. “You’re forgiven.”
“You might want to wait to see how bad it gets before you forgive me.”
“Three years out of a lifetime together is a blip in the grand scheme.” As her legs curled around his back, he breathed in the vanilla-and-lavender scent that surrounded him in a cloud of comfort and desire and need so big, it could never be fully sated.
“Love you so much, Samantha. More than ever.”
She clung to him as he drove them toward the finish line. “Love you just as much.”
He smothered her cries with kisses that muffled his own groans of sublime pleasure. Careful not to crush her, he came down on top of her, both of them breathing hard.
“I’ve always wanted to bang a president.”
Nick laughed so hard, he had tears in his eyes. “I hope it lived up to the hype.”
“Way better than anything I ever could’ve hoped for.”
“We aim to please.”
“It’s going to be okay, Nick. As long as we have this and each other, we’ll be fine.”
“Keep telling me that, will you?”
“Anytime you need to hear it.”
Chapter Five
Sam woke up alone in bed the next morning, and as she stretched, she wondered where Nick was and why she hadn’t heard the twins. She’d no sooner had that thought than the events of the previous evening came rushing back in an overwhelming wave that stole her breath.
Her husband was the president of the United States.
She was the first lady.
They were the first family.
And today was the day their lives would change forever as the rest of the world woke up to the news. She wanted to put her head under the pillow, burrow in and not come out for three years. But since that wasn’t possible, she reached for her phone to find three hundred and eighty-six text messages.