“Anywhere. I want to be in the mile-high club. With you.” She arched her back as I switched to the other side. “Do private planes count?”

“We’ll make it count.” I brushed my fingers down her side, over her hip, then down her slit.

Another shiver, this time mixed with a moan. “Aiden.”

“You’re so fucking wet.” I kept moving down her body, using my lips and tongue the entire way. “I love getting in bed and asking if you’re still awake, and when I touch you, you’re already soaked.”

I didn’t need the light to know her face was on fire. By the time I was done, she’d flush down to her belly button. “You’re really good at sex.”

“I’m going to be really bad in all the best ways.” Then I quit talking and put my mouth to use.

My tongue swiped over her clit and she let out a long groan. I didn’t have to hitch her leg up to get more access. She bent her legs and ground her heels into the mattress.

Her knees were going to be up to her fucking shoulders by the time I was done.

Gripping her hips and pulling her to me, I feasted. Her knees hitched higher and she buried her hands in my hair.

“Oh, god, Aiden.”

The early ripples of another climax were already beginning. Her arms crushed her boobs together as she gripped my hair. Her body was coiled tight, but pliant where it counted the most. Hair swirled around her head. This was the most wanton my wife had ever looked. Open. Demanding. If I tried to pull away—which I had zero plans of doing—she’d yank me back to her.

I didn’t have to use my fingers to get her to come on my tongue, but I inserted one anyway. This wasn’t going to be another run-of-the-mill orgasm. I stroked in, then out, then added a second, matching the rhythm of my mouth. We might’ve been vanilla, but I knew what she liked.

Her moans were steady. Muscles tensed around me as she tried to rotate and rock her hips, but I held her tight.

I closed my mouth around her nub and attacked.

“Oh my god!” She bucked once and released my head like she was trying to steady herself but the rocking wouldn’t quit. “Oh my god—Aiden!”

It was the longest orgasm I’d ever wrung out of her. She hollered my name and it echoed through the house. My neighbors were over a mile away, but they could’ve heard it.

When she collapsed on the mattress, I raised my head but kept my fingers in her clenching, spasming body. I gave them two slow pumps and her entire body shuddered.

“I don’t think I can take any more,” she gasped.