Temptation(39)

“Oh shit, I’m sorry Babe.” I went to rub his arm and he grabbed me and crossed both my arms behind me.

“Get out of this one.”

“I can you know, but I’ll hurt you.”

“Sure you will.” He let me uncross my arms then bear hugged me and kissed my cheek.

“So what’s for tea?” All three of them were looking at me.

“Really? Um, well your choices are, Pizza, Pizza and guess what? Pizza. I’m plonking my butt on this couch and I’m not moving.”

It seemed everyone was happy with Pizza on the floor in front of the TV. I really was exhausted, not just physically but mentally and more to the point, emotionally. The kids helped Rick clean up then did their homework and went to bed, I decided a long hot bubble bath was well and truly needed, that or Girls Weekend away. Seeing the Girls Weekend was not going to happen right here and right now I opted for the bubble bath, the idea of a girly getaway did sound good so much so that I decided to ring Tash and get her on to it.

My Bath was bliss, pure bliss, my feet were thanking me for the hot lavender soak and the tension that was radiating through my body started to ease. I grabbed my phone, being careful not to drop it, I had done that once before, Tash picked up.

“Lexi, how you goin Luv, still drooling over that boss of yours? I hate you, you do realise that don’t you?”

“Love you too Tash, I need a Girls Weekend away, in our Barrel.” Our ‘Barrel’ was our little sanctuary away from normality, it was at Tranquil Hot Springs Day Spa down on the Coast. A large Wine Barrel cut in half and filled with Naturally Thermal Spring Water with a temperature of 40 degrees.

“I’m hearing you Luv.”

“You busy this weekend? I need it, STAT! My treat, get Lil, Steph and Jade on to it as well Yeah?”

“Your treat? Piss Off.”

“No I’m serious Hun, It’s a long story and an Emergency, I know it’s late notice but I’m desperate. Pleaseeeee?”

“Alright, I’m on to it, Barrel here we come.” She hung up and I pictured her doing her ruffle butt dance.

I soaked for about an hour then got out, I pulled on my nightie and collapsed face down onto the bed, minutes later Rick was at the base of the bed rubbing my feet.

“That’s great.” I moaned, into the pillow, he started rubbing not only my feet but my calves and slowly up to my thighs. He leant down and kissed the back of my knee, I giggled

“That tickles.” He hiked up my nightie exposing my bare arse and slapped me hard.

“Ooww that hurt.” He chuckled then kissed it better, I rolled onto my back. He lifted my left leg and started trailing kisses down it, he lifted my other leg and did the same, this time kissing all the way down and skimming my clitoris ever so slightly. He knelt at the base of me and removed his shirt, I sat up and helped him unbuckle his trousers yanking them down impatiently.

“In a hurry Baby?” He gently pushed me back on the bed and kissed me, then kissed my neck.

“I need you Babe.” I wasn’t lying, I really did need him, I needed to feel the same excitement that pulsed through me when I was with Bryce, I needed to feel that with Rick, I needed it for reassurance maybe? Up until now, I had never in our 12 years of marriage doubted our physical connection. He licked my nipple and then stretched it with his lips, I put my hands in his hair and massaged his head. He came back up to my mouth and kissed me passionately, I rolled him over so that I was straddling him and climbed on top of his erection and started pumping it. He gripped my hips and helped with the motion, I quickened my pace, I wanted his hardness as far inside me as he could go, I quickened even more.

“Not yet Baby.” He sat up and lifted me off him, I got on all fours and he re-entered me softly. He controlled the pace now, starting slowly he pushed himself inside me, gradually pushing faster and harder until his balls were slapping my arse, we both came together and he filled me. Rick loved my breasts, he massaged them with his large hands as I continued to orgasm.

“I love you Alexis.” He groaned.

“I know Babe, I love you too.” I was breathless and completely and utterly spent.

The next morning I was running late, Nate had spent more than enough time in the bathroom and when he did finally come out he smelt of Joop, the thing was, my 9 year old did not own a bottle of Joop, his father did. Charlotte had asked what the smell was in the car, she knew very well what the smell was, she was just trying to stir her brother. I kissed Nate through the car window and whispered in his ear.

“Not so much next time ok?” He went pink in the face and sniffed his collar.