“Hush. Close your eyes and relax. Let me have my fun.” As he spoke, he removed her yoga pants and panties and then quickly shed his own clothes.

“You have an odd sense of fun.”

“Any time I get to touch any part of you, I’m happy.”

“My body is different than it was.”

“It’s better. You’re a goddess.” His words were whispered in a husky voice as he nibbled her hipbone and gently kissed the pink line of her cesarean scar, making her squirm beneath him. “My goddess. This body gave me my son, and it’ll never be anything other than perfect to me.”

She reached for him, pulling at him to come up to her.

“I wasn’t done down there,” he said, smiling at her.

“I need you. Now.”

“What’d you do with those condoms your brother was good enough to get for us?”

“Bedside table. Hurry.”

Joe moved quickly to suit up and returned to her, loving the way she wrapped her arms and legs around him. “Tell me if anything hurts?”

“Nothing hurts, I promise.”

He entered her slowly, watching her closely for any sign of distress, but all he saw was the smile that occupied her lips.

“Feels so amazing,” she whispered. “I’ve missed you—and this.”

“Me, too, honey. You have no idea…”

“I think I have a teeny tiny idea.” She combed her fingers through his hair and met his every stroke with the upward thrust of her hips. “Let’s turn over.”

“Not this time. That’s too much for you.”

“No, it’s not. Please? I know how much you love that.”

He could deny her nothing when she asked him that way, so he grasped her bottom and turned them so she was on top. “I wish you could see what I see when I look at you.” Her hair had gotten long—so long it nearly covered her breasts. Her nipples peeked out from between the strands, and her kiss-swollen lips were pouty as she rode him slowly but intently. “So hot, Janey.”

She started to say something, but her face twisted in distress. “Oh crap.”

“What? Does it hurt?”

“No… My breasts are tingling—and not in a good way, at least not for this.”

“Any way is a good way.” He reached up to cup breasts that were much bigger than usual, running his thumbs over the moisture that gathered at the tips. If the clamp of her internal muscles around his cock was any indication, it turned her on when he did that. So he did it again.

Her head fell back as she groaned and picked up the pace of her hips.

Joe pinched her nipples between his fingers, making her cry out.

“Shhh, don’t wake him up.”

“You made me forget he was here,” she said with a choppy, breathless laugh. “I didn’t think that was possible.”