Always & Forever

Ch 8: Where The Magic Happens [✔]

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Linda Pov

Of all places, we settled here. We nested on the cool hard floor. How was it more significant than the bedroom that I do not know. All I knew was that my husband was full of bright ideas tonight and I dared not to decline his wishes. Although I didn't want to ruin his dreams, I still had questions that needed to answered.

"Darling. How is this a good an idea?" I asked between our kisses as his lips shifted back and devoured my slender neckline.

I felt his lips curved into a wicked smile.

"Don't you know the best things happens down under." he playful bites my skin from the neck down my collarbone one at a time.

My mouth watered at the sound of his voice. He was so close to contact with my being that every detail of my bod flared with heat much too soon.

"N-No. I didn't know. Why don't you..." I sighed and said nothing more.

My ticking paws I couldn't help but gripped his thick locks as I savored the most indescribable feeling that my husband wakes me.

His calloused hands move against the fullness of my breasts then back towards the side of my neck as I shiver in pleasure.

My body arches all the way up in response towards his flaming touch, involuntary.

He positioned me up and proceed onto learning my mouth as I straddled his waist for balance.

Get a grip, Linda!

We fell back down without parting from each other with him now above. "I...I.."

We haven't even started, and you're already hot and bothered.

"Baby. Don't worry. I'll show you." he silenced me with his talented tongue exploring my flesh.

Martha Pov

"Oh no! don't you knock on that door. I've got the key. It wouldn't be a surprise if you knock now will it?" I searched through my purse for the key that given to her by his grandson.

"I'm not sure about this, Martha." Lucy stepped aside so I can unlock the door.

I took her hand and guided her through the house. Lucy and I maneuvered in every corner of the room. The room was enormous, so it'll take awhile to find him.

"I'm sure. I'm very sure--" I glimpsed down the floor where clothes and shoes scattered all over.

What kind of wife does not take the time and effort to clean her home?

Lucy rolled her eyes this was like a deja vu moment for her interfering with my grandson marriage once more.

I will make her understand.

"Because I've tried, I've sought to accept their marriage, but I just know it in my heart that woman is not fit to share the throne with my grandson."

I knelt down picked up what appeared to be my grandsons pants. And up head his boxers, dress shirt, tie, and the wife's dress and stilettos.

"He deserves someone like you. Don't you think so?"

Lucy shrugs. "I don't know. I think his content with what he has."

"Nonsense!" I exclaimed.