If it was possible for a kiss to spontaneously combust, theirs was on the verge of doing so, Molly thought wildly as his tongue plundered the depths of her mouth, marking and claiming her as his. Wet and intense, the kiss caught fire, burning bright and hot, threatening to incinerate them both with its intensity. “Mmmmm, Devil,” Molly hummed breathlessly against her husband’s parted lips.
“Good God, woman, you do have the singular unique ability to drive me crazy,” Devil half-chuckled against her mouth, his teeth nipping her full lower lip as he finally broke away from their kiss. “Have I adequately convinced you yet that there is absolutely nothing about you that could ever repel me?”
“Maybe,” Molly replied playfully, lifting one shoulder in a shrug.
“Seriously, honey, you gave me the greatest gift a woman can give her man. Our child. Your body carries the evidence of that…and it fucking fills me with pride to see it. Don’t you ever wish those marks away because that’s just tangible proof that we created something amazing together. Those little reminders make my cock hard as a rock,” he assured her huskily, pressing his dick against her naked abdomen. “Feel it, Molly. Does it feel like I find your body anything but beautiful?”
“I guess not,” Molly admitted shakily, slightly ashamed of herself for doubting him.
“Yeah,” Devil growled. “Well, I guess you shouldn’t be surprised that I think you’ve earned a spanking for doubting us, huh?” he purred seductively against her ear as he palmed one globe of her ass and squeezed.
Molly gasped as she felt him grip her buttock, her pussy clenching as a flood of liquid heat gathered between her legs. “Really?” she asked, hoping she didn’t sound as eager as she felt. It was a proven truth that she loved Devil’s little ‘punishments’. They never failed to deliver her an unforgettable orgasm.
Drawing his hand back and popping her left ass cheek sharply, he grinned. “What do you think, Molly? Do you think you deserve to be disciplined?” he asked, delivering another sharp blow to the opposite buttock before he slowly rubbed the sting away with slow seductive circles of his palm. “And I feel fairly confident that you don’t want this on anymore, do you?” Devil asked as he finished pulling the robe off her other shoulder.
Molly shivered as the slippery black material pooled around her feet. “No. I don’t think I need that at all right now,” she agreed, smiling up at her husband. “And I don’t think you need this shirt any longer either. As for my punishment, I think I’ll yield to your better judgment on that issue,” she countered mischievously as her slim hands began unfastening buttons as quickly as she could manage. The need to see his bare chest swamped her and her fingers tripped over each other in her haste to get to bare skin.
Devil couldn’t help his low laughter at her answers to his questions as he watched Molly’s hands fly down his chest, ridding him of his long sleeve dress shirt in seconds. “I love you, Molly, and don’t worry. I’ll make sure you pay your penance for doubting me…. you just won’t know when it’ll be. I plan on tonight being a very long night,” Devil murmured as her fingers raked his now exposed chest. Unbuckling his leather belt, he helped her push his grey suit pants over his narrow hips.
Molly hummed with displeasure when Devil prevented her from fisting his swollen cock. “Devil,” she pouted, “I wanna explore.”
“Later,” he promised with a wicked gleam in his eyes. “You’ve been a bad girl, remember?” he chided, nipping her chin with his teeth. “Besides, I want to watch you get all soapy and slick for me,” he continued, jerking his head toward the foaming water in the tub. Slapping her ass again, he winked. “Ladies, first.”
Shivering with excitement, Molly took the steadying hand Devil extended toward her and descended the three shallow steps that led into the tub.
“In you go,” Devil directed as Molly’s foot sank into the frothy water.
Sinking to her knees, Molly was submerged in water up to her shoulders. “Mmmmm, I’d forgotten how much I loved this tub,” she admitted, shifting her body to stretch her legs out in front of her. “Since we had the baby, I feel like I’m lucky to steal a quick shower sometime during the day,” she offered, nodding toward the large steam shower in one corner. Heaven knew she loved her baby, but her little Devyl didn’t exactly give her a lot of time for personal hygiene. Sometimes when the time war was between sleep and cleanliness, sleep almost always won.