“Without a doubt,” he told me as he pulled the buttons on his shirt free one at a time. It became a slow tease as I bit into my lip to keep from moaning out loud as his pecs and shoulder were exposed. The fabric slid down his arms, where he allowed it to drop and pool there at his feet, and I was paralyzed. “You gonna join me?” Tucker asked the question, but it took a moment for me to answer.

“Already here,” I whispered.

He chuckled lightly as he unbuttoned his pants and slowly slid the zip down. It was so quiet in the house that all I could hear was my own ragged breathing and the metal-on-metal slide of that zipper as it eased down and allowed for me to see the blue boxer briefs that had been hidden beneath Tucker’s pants.

My eyes roamed freely over every exposed part of my husband’s body as he slid his legs free of the pants. “Not going to lie, I kinda want to lick every inch of you right now,” I admitted as my eyes continued to track the removal of his clothing.

“Well, that feeling is entirely mutual, but would definitely work out better for me if some of your clothing started to fall off that beautiful body of yours.” I couldn’t help the blush that stole across my cheeks and heated the skin all the way down into my chest. Tucker told me all the time how beautiful I was now, but after years of feeling anything but, my reaction was always to blush, sometimes to look away and try to hide. I refused to do the latter, since I had just been ogling his body. It was only fair that he be allowed the same.

I rose up on my knees and worked my shirt over my head before slipping my hands behind my back to remove the bra that had become somewhat damp with sweat from our foray outside in the first heatwave of the season. I didn’t care about that though. I tossed the bra to the side and watched as Tucker’s amber eyes grew darker and heavier with each piece of clothing I removed.

He palmed his newly freed cock and ran his hand up the length and back down again. “Mina,” he hissed as I slowly worked my shorts free of my legs. “You’re taking too long!” It was a growled demand as he leapt forward and moved to rip the shorts the rest of the way down my legs, along with the underwear that I had left in place. “You won’t be needing those,” he whispered into my ear as his body came down to cage mine into the mattress. “Are you ready?”

“So ready,” I whimpered as one of his hands reached down to caress my center.

“Yeah, you are,” he confirmed with a sexy smirk. He leaned in and took my mouth with his, leaving me breathless as he kissed me. “You’re safe,” he whispered against my lips before placing another kiss there. “You’re mine, and I’m only yours,” he murmured against my mouth before kissing me once more. “We’re home, our place, only ours, so now we can do this together,” he mentioned before kissing me soundly one more time. As that happened, he also slid himself inside of me. I cried out as the man I had fallen so in love with filled me up in every way.