“My somewhat limited senses are about the only thing I’ve got going for me right now, woman,” he grumbled, grabbing her by one shapely hip and yanking her body against his, nearly groaning when her curves came to rest against his aroused body.
Sliding her hand over his naked chest, her nails scratching lightly at the hair on his chest, Molly forced herself to remember that she was truly and honestly mad at her gorgeous husband at the moment. That wasn’t to say that she didn’t enjoy the way his body felt against hers or the way he could make her forget her own name with the way that body made her feel, but she was honor bound to hold onto her ire right now. It was part of the best friend code of conduct. There was even a chapter on sisterly solidarity. She couldn’t allow her very handsome husband to distract her now.
Biting her lip as his warm hand palmed her hip, massaging her skin in a way that invited her to sink into him and never come up for air, she knew she was in big, big trouble. Dragging in a ragged breath as she felt his cock lengthening beneath the towel and prodding her abdomen, she shook her head and tried desperately to clear the sudden cobwebs that had overtaken her thoughts. “Listen here, you evil thing, you can’t distract me. I want answers, Devil. Real ones.”
Devil grinned wickedly as he looped a hand around his wife’s waist, holding her closer as he rocked his terrycloth covered hips against her. Leaning down, he nipped her ear lobe before whispering in her ear, “Damn, baby. That sounded like a challenge to me, and you know how much I love a good challenge. How much you wanna bet that I can’t distract you right now?” Inching her short, silky robe up her thigh with one hand as he murmured against her ear, she shivered against him. “I think I’ve got something a whole lot better to fill your thoughts right now,” he promised, guiding one of her tiny palms between the folds of his towel over his cock. “I’m pretty sure you’ve got at least nine inches worth of something better to think about right now, don’t you?”
“Devil,” Molly whined, wondering how in the hell she could be this turned on while simultaneously being this aggravated with the man she married. “Seriously, you owe me answers,” she insisted, the fingers of her hand tightening around his manhood.
Devil moaned low in his throat as Molly’s grip threatened to strangle his dick. Biting the inside of his cheek, he silently recited the names of several Catholic saints until the urge to come against her hand began to pass. Inhaling deeply, he quickly tried to give her the explanation she wanted. “Look baby,” he murmured, rubbing his nose against her neck as he spoke against her warm, fragrant flesh, “I saw a problem and took measures to find a solution. As far as I can tell, the problem here is that Mannie feels like Nick is ashamed of him and that’s why he was not only hiding his sexuality from his parents, but Armando’s existence, too. I knew Mannie refused to talk to Nick right now so I decided to attempt to bring in people he will at least hear out. Nick’s parents arrived tonight. I’ve put ‘em up in a very nice hotel in downtown Atlanta, and tomorrow, we’ll have them over for lunch. Then, after the dust settles and if God is smiling on me, Mannie will see that Nick wasn’t ashamed of him at all….he was ashamed of his parents. He was trying to protect Mannie from them and their judgmental attitudes. Now, for tonight, you don’t have to believe Nick or even me. Tomorrow, you’ll see for yourself what Nick was dealing with at home and why he made the choices he did, however unwise and misguided they were. For tonight and just tonight, try to shove all of the drama surrounding us out of your mind,” he continued, dropping a long, lingering kiss against Molly’s throbbing pulse in her neck, “Please, sweetheart, believe that I have everyone’s best interests at heart and am doing everything I can to see our friends happily reunited and committed to each other in less than a week. Hell, even if I hated them both, I’d do whatever I could for no other reason than I know it’s important to you. And you, my love, you make my world go round. I begin and end with you, Molly. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to see you smile.”
Releasing a shaky breath, Molly leaned more heavily against her husband. “When you say things like that, you steal my breath.”
“I’m just telling the truth,” Devil returned, his hand stroking her from hip to breast and back again. “You and our daughter are my driving force, darlin’. My heart beats because yours does, too. And when something makes you hurt, it hurts me as well. We’re connected. Always and forever.”