Page 83 of Insta Bride
And I wanted to share my happiness with my friends and turn them into our friends.
Because that’s what married people did.
He moaned my name into my neck, and I could smell his chin still drenched in my juices. I held him, waiting for the next wave, trusting there’d be a second wave. Kye had never let me down before.
Then he hit the spot. And again. And again.
I screamed out his name, he moaned mine, and together we hurtled towards and then over the cliff.
He knew my body better than my fingers ever had.
Damn, I loved him.
“Ready to go?” I’d snuggled into Kye and almost dropped off to sleep.
“Can’t we all just go out to dinner tomorrow?”
“We could and we should, but tonight, we’re going to go bowling.”
“What if I’m no good?”
“Do you always avoid things you’re not good at?”
“I’m just set in my ways. I know what I like. I know what I’m good at and I don’t see a need to go out of my way to find new things.”
“Oh, babe, you sound like a married old man already.”
“So?”
“So, I want my lover back.”
I left Kye in the shower to get ready first.
“How do I look?” I twirled and expected his approval.”
“Are you really wearing that?”
“I’m really wearing this.” I’d chosen white lycra bike shorts under a skirt that was short enough to wear on a tennis court. A tight little crop top, and I was ready to play. I knew exactly how my ass would look as I leaned over to throw down the balls. I also know what it took to get my husband hot and bothered.
Walking into the alley, Kye’s arm slung around my shoulder and he nodded to people who thought they knew us. A few shouted out, “Good luck.”
Others, mostly women, checked out my husband, then me, then shrugged.
My lady parts were still buzzing from Kye’s latest workout and I didn’t care. They couldn’t threaten me. Not tonight.
I waved to Tash who was swapping over her ball. I laughed, Tash would have been here an hour ago and as soon as she realized her ball was in play, she would have stalked it and made sure to grab it before it got placed back in the rack.
Tash only played with pink balls and there was only one that matched her hand span and weight.
“Ready?” I leaned up to be rewarded with Kye’s hooded grey eyes, primed for another kiss.
“Never let it be said I’m not up for trying something new.”
“Ooh, what other new stuff do you want to try?”
“How about you make a list of all the positions you’ve never tried, and I’ll try to make your dreams come true.”
“What if there isn’t anything on the list?” I teased.