Eye of the Tiger
© Copyright, Nicole Austin
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Note: Nicole Austin’s Books are intended for those readers 18 years old or older.
Jenny took in her husband’s come-fuck-me expression and melted. His heavy-lidded eyes had darkened with lust and his sensual lips sported a naughty grin. The rapid recovery surprised her since in the past he’d required a few hours to be ready again.
A little alarm bell rang in the back of her mind, insisting this was important and had something to do with the changes in Nash. She ignored the warning.
His smile broadened. “Mmm-hmm,” he purred.
“There’s a hot tub on the back porch. I’ve been daydreaming about it since I signed the rental contract.” Her thoughts scattered as she pictured water glistening on Nash’s body in the moonlight. She imagined licking each drop of water from his tanned skin.
“Come on.” Nash helped her stand. “You go climb into the hot tub. I’ll fix us a snack and join you in a few minutes.”
He leaned forward and took her lips in a slow, seductive kiss with none of the previous urgency. His tongue made a lazy exploration, delving into every recess of her mouth, teeth nipping lightly. Jenny leaned into his strong frame, enjoying the slight abrasion of his chest hair over her beaded nipples. Tingles started in her breasts and spread outward, bringing every sensitive nerve-ending to life. Liquid heat gushed from her core and her renewed arousal dampened her thighs. By the time he broke the kiss they were both gasping for air.
“Go, woman.” Nash turned her with a gentle push to get her moving in the right direction. “Get moving or I’ll be fucking you against the wall.”
She failed to see anything wrong with the idea.
His hand came down on her ass cheek and she yelped, more from being startled than the small sting created in the fleshy globe. She put extra sway in her hips then paused to give him a salacious grin before opening the door. “Don’t take too long. It’s cold out there.”
Nash’s eyes twinkled with mischief. “Don’t worry, Sunshine. When I join you in the hot tub, I’ll have you heated up again in no time.”
Once outside, Jenny wrestled the cover from the tub and figured out the controls for the jets. Her nipples tightened almost to the point of pain in the chilly air of the enclosed porch. She dropped into the warm churning water with a blissful sigh and leaned back, resting her head on the padded edge. “Damn, now this is worth every penny of the rental fee.”
The tub had more than adequate room for her to stretch out and float on the surface. Languishing in the hot water, her body and mind relaxed. Tense muscles eased and her thoughts drifted, for once not fretting over every little thing.
“I am one hell of a lucky man!” Reverence and honesty rang clear in Nash’s husky voice.
“If you’d get that fine ass in here you’d be getting lucky.”
Nash laughed and the happy, throaty sound soothed her battered soul.
“Yes, ma’am. But no funny stuff until you’ve eaten. It’s gonna be a long night. You’ll need your strength.”
“Yeah, right. After round two you’ll be sawing logs until well after sunrise.” Two go-rounds had always been his limit.
He set a large tray laden with food on a nearby table, dragged it closer to the tub then slipped into the water with a hiss. “Damn, that’s hot.”
“Which is the whole idea, honey.”
Large hands grasped her hips and tugged, drawing Jenny closer. Nash cradled her in his lap, one arm supporting her back. She closed her eyes and rested her head on his shoulder.
“Open,” he commanded as something cool and smooth brushed her lips, which parted for him. Her teeth pierced the fleshy piece of fruit. The rich sweetness of the red grape burst over her tongue.
Jenny’s jaw dropped when she glanced over at the tray to see what other treats he’d prepared for them. Grapes, strawberries and banana slices overflowed a large bowl. Thick ham and cheese sandwiches were stacked high on a plate. He’d opened her stash of Oreo cookies and next to the package sat a jar of peanut butter. The fact he remembered her favorite treat touched her heart and made her tummy gurgle in hunger.
“Jesus, Nash. That’s about three days worth of the food I brought. You’ve got enough there for six people.”
He gave a sheepish grin and shrugged. “I’m starving!”
They took turns feeding each other bites of food. As their bellies became full other appetites arose and eating became teasing foreplay. Nash dug his index finger deep into the peanut butter then held it out to her. Knowing how it would affect him, she tipped her chin down and held his heated gaze from beneath her eyelashes. She licked down one side of his finger, up the other and circled the tip with her tongue.
“Suck it, Sunshine.” His rough groan set off tremors low in her belly.
Nash basked in the glow of his wife’s innate sensuality. Jenny’s lips parted and she nibbled on the tip of his finger, driving him to distraction before slowly sucking the digit into the warmth of her mouth. Her busy tongue twirled around the length until she reached his last knuckle. As she reversed direction, she sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks. He pictured her taking his cock between her lips and the rock-hard organ jerked against her hip. It had been too long since he’d felt her talented mouth suck him to the back of her throat.
Surging to his feet, he sat on the cushioned edge and placed Jenny between his spread legs. Dipping two fingers into the jar, he painted his cock from root to tip with the salty treat.
Jenny didn’t need any further enticement. She enjoyed her ability to bring him to his knees by pleasuring him with her sexy mouth. The fingers of one hand circled the base of his cock while the other cradled his balls. Her wet tongue lapped at him, devouring every last drop of the peanut butter before drawing the crown past her lips.
“Damn, that’s good.”