As always, Sam welcomed him with her legs hugging his hips. He’d never felt completely at home anywhere until he found his home with her. Mindful of her need for sleep, he moved things along faster than he preferred, entering her in one smooth flex of his hips that took him straight to paradise.

She turned away from the kiss and drew in a deep breath.

“Are you okay?” he asked, relying on rigid control to remain still long enough for her to reply.

“Mmm. So okay. Love this. Love you.”

“Love you too. More than anything.”

They moved together like they’d been lovers for years rather than months, but then again they’d had a lot of practice since they’d reunited just before Christmas. He bent his head and found her nipple, tugging and sucking, which always drove her wild.

Her internal muscles tightened around his cock, letting him know she approved of what he was doing. So he did it again and again and again, until they were swept up together in a tumultuous release that felt like it went on forever, at least from his side of things. He had no idea what made her so different from the other women he’d done this with. Nothing in his life could compare to the overwhelming need she inspired him, the passion, the desire, the craving. If he lived a thousand years, he’d never get enough of her.

“Sleep is so overrated,” she said after a long period of satisfied silence.

“You always say that until you don’t get enough, and the rest of us are made to suffer.”

She pinched his rear, making him startle and slide deeper into her. Sam gasped and dug her fingers into his ass, wanting to keep him there.

“Enough, you sex-crazed wench. You’re only getting it once tonight.”

“Is that right?”

“Yes. I am the husband, and I am in charge.” He said the words, knowing they would infuriate her, and hopefully take her mind off sex and put it back on sleep.

“And I am the little woman who does exactly what she’s told at all times.”

Amused by her response, he slid his hands under her, squeezing her cheeks in a reminder of some of their recent activities in bed. Ever since he discovered that his lovely wife lost her mind when she was spanked, he’d taken full advantage of every opportunity to drive her wild. “Not quite yet, but we’re working on your obedience issues.”

The comment was met with another internal squeeze that had him rock hard again, despite his best intentions to the contrary.