Page 26 of Hot CEO

“Really?” I ask doubtfully. “I mean, I love the dress but it just…”

I bite my lip, sighing a little as Sean comes closer, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. “I just…I look so different now. Are you…still attracted to me?”

Sean growls, and I gasp as I’m flung over his shoulder, his grip on me tight. Even after all these years, he still likes to do this any chance he gets.

“Put me down!” I squeal. “I’m too heavy for you to be doing this now!”

“It’s like you’re asking to be punished,” Sean says darkly, throwing me down on the hotel bed. The suite is huge, but the bed is so big it dominates the space. “Have you lost your damn mind, sweetness?”

He hovers over me, bracing his weight above me as he kneels on the mattress. I’m trapped by the heat in his gaze, lips parted in anticipation. It’s been over ten years. Yet having him this close still makes heat pool low in my gut, my thighs clenching together, my body ready for his touch, craving it.

“Your body is fucking perfect,” he snarls, leaning down to nip at my earlobe and whisper the words in my ear so he’s sure I’ve heard them. “It was perfect ten years ago when I first saw you and you stole my damn heart. It was perfect when you were growing our babies, and fuck it’s perfect now. Every single inch of you is perfection. If anything, I adore your body even more than ever knowing it’s grown our babies.”

He swears softly, then pulls back so he’s staring into my eyes, his jaw tense. “Fuck, I can’t think about you pregnant.”

“Why?” I breathe, blinking up at him, entranced by his words. All my doubts are gone as he showers me with compliments, sincerity and desire burning in his gaze.

“Because all I want to do is fuck you and fill you up and put another baby in this perfect fucking body.”

I can’t help it when I whimper at that, eyes fluttering. We definitely have our hands full with four kids already but…

“You mean that?” I ask, biting my lip.

“Do I need to prove it to you?”

And god, does he prove it.

Afterward, with my ass stinging from his little “punishment”and my body limping from pleasure, I lie on his chest, my dress somewhere on the floor.

“We’re going to be late for our dinner reservation now.” I giggle, but he just tightens his hold on me, keeping me close.

“Worth it,” he answers, kissing me softly.

In my mind, I remember that Halloween party all those years ago. We were late then too for the same exact reason. I guess some things never change. I grin against my husband’s bare skin, pressing a kiss above his heart.

My mom is watching the kids for us tonight so we can celebrate, and as worth it as it was to have Sean prove his point, I really do want to go to dinner. Since Sean fulfilled his promise of getting me to try everything at his favorite restaurant, I’ve fallen in love with their food. I craved their apple pie constantly when I was pregnant with our last little boy.

He helps me redress, zipping up the back of the dress again, and I quickly reapply my lipstick and smooth down my hair. Ready, I turn to Sean, and he takes my hand as we head out of the hotel room and down to the restaurant.

“Happy anniversary, sweetness,” he says as he stares down at me with utter love in his eyes. I stare back at him with hearts in mine.

“Happy anniversary, love of my life.”

The End.

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