Scorched (Sizzle #2) (4 page)

“Molly,”
Devil began insistently, “It’s an established impossibility for my body NOT to
want yours.  The sun will always rise in the east and set in the west.  Water
will always freeze at 32 degree Fahrenheit.  And my cock will always think its
home is in your pussy.  Some things, my sweet angel, are just facts set in
stone.  I am completely incapable of not wanting you!”

 “But,”
Molly tried to cut into his diatribe.

“No,
sweetheart.  I’m talking now,” he denied sternly.  “You know what I want?  I
want you to tell whatever fucked up voice in your head is talking that your
husband thinks you’re fuckin’ perfect.  You could weigh three hundred pounds,
have a tail, goiter, AND hunchback, walk with a limp, and have a severe stuttering
problem, and I would STILL want you.  You wanna know why?”

Blinking
back tears, Molly swallowed hard.  “Why?” she whispered, her voice thin and
fragile.

“Because
you possess the missing piece to my heart.  You are the only woman in existence
that fits me….right down to my goddamn soul, babe.  Now, is that clear enough
for you?”

Sniffling,
Molly tried to still her wobbly chin.  “Yeah.  It’s clear.”

“You
sure?  Because if you don’t believe what I’m sayin’, sweetheart, that means I’m
not doing my job as your husband.  So, I’ll ask one more time.  We clear?”

“Very
clear,” Molly agreed with a voice trembling with emotion, a shaky smile
creeping over her lips.

“Fuckin’
perfect,” Devil groaned appreciatively, sliding one side of the robe over
Molly’s shoulder.  “Then, let me see the body that belongs as much to me as it
does to you.  And for God’s sake, give me that mouth, woman,” he ordered
harshly an instant before his lips claimed hers in a deep, consuming kiss.

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.

Sliding
his long legs along the outside of Molly’s, Devil pulled her back against his
chest.  “I’ve told you to let me put our girl down at night, babe.”

“One
small problem,” Molly replied, looking at her husband over her shoulder.   “You
just don’t have the breasts for it.  You’re a little flat.  And empty,” she
declared, patting his flat chest teasingly.

Glancing
down at his water-logged torso, he chuckled.  “You do make an excellent
argument.”  Pulling her closer, he dropped a lingering kiss against her neck. 
“Seriously though, if you need some help, we could always hire a….”

Jabbing
one finger in the air, Molly warned, “Finish that sentence at your peril,
William Delancy!”  Turning to give her husband the evil eye, she shook her
head.  “It’s not happening!”

Tightening
his arms around her waist underneath the water, Devil sighed.  “Molly, honey,
did you know the word ‘nanny’ has five letters, not four?”

“Oh,
very funny,” Molly spat, almost choking on her amusement at his joke.  “We
aren’t hiring a nanny, Devil.  My momma never had one.   Karen and my brother, Grant,
didn’t have one.  Your own Nana never had one!  And we aren’t gonna get one
either.  I can do this.  Mothers have been raising their own children for
centuries upon centuries,” she continued to reason vehemently.  This wasn’t the
first time her husband had brought up the idea of getting some help in the
house.  Hell, it wasn’t even the seventeenth time!  But, maybe if she drowned
him, it would be the last time she had to listen to it.  She could make a
drowning look accidental, couldn’t she?

“None
of those people that you just mentioned were us, Molly,” Devil pointed out
evenly, lifting one hand to brush her cheek.  “And I can guarantee that if we’d
had a nanny, we’d have taken this bath together long ago.  I’d say that’s
reason enough to hire some help.”

Tilting
her head as she stared at her husband, Molly raised one eyebrow.  “Is that your
newest argument?  You think we’re special somehow?  Or is it that you need
adult supervision during your bath time?  You have got to be kidding me,” she snorted,
splashing him.

“Sweetheart,
the last thing I want to do is argue with you, but in the interest of full
disclosure, you should know that your good buddy, Armando, put in his
request…no, wait… a request I could have actually denied.  I guess I should say
he put in his demand for a three-week vacation.  He and Nick will both be out
for their honeymoon,” Devil explained, reaching for Molly’s pink loofah and
squirting some of her fruity-smelling body wash on it.

“O-kay,”
Molly said slowly, trying not to moan as Devil began to gently soap her
shoulders with slow strokes of the sponge, the essence of mango enveloping her.  
“We knew this would happen when they decided to have a ceremony.”

“True,”
Devil agreed smoothly, gathering Molly’s long hair in one hand while sweeping the
sponge up her neck with the other, “But, you neglected to factor in the
pertinent fact that I’m going to need an assistant at the office during the
time our friends are away.  Now, unless you trust me to find a suitable
replacement….”

“Absolutely
not,” Molly denied, already shaking her head.  She still got angry when she
remembered the last twit that human resources had sent to replace her in
Devil’s executive office.  That bitch had set exactly one objective - getting
in Devil’s tailored pinstriped pants.  Molly hadn’t allowed it to happen then,
and it wouldn’t be happening now either.  The jewels hiding beneath her
husband’s designer duds were strictly hers and hers alone.  “I’ll take care of
it this week, Devil,” she added, sighing as he rinsed away the soap suds on her
back and she added yet another task to her endless mental to-do list.

“Why
don’t you do it?” Devil suggested.  “No one is going to work as well with me as
my wife, and it’s only for three weeks.  It’ll do you good to get out and talk with
other adults.  I mean, I know our daughter is stimulating company, but you do
need to interact with other grown-ups.  Then, there’s all those sexy nooners we
could have….those alone would make it worthwhile.”

Molly
thought about it for a few quiet moments.  It was true; she did miss working. 
It had made her feel useful… needed.  She really did love being a momma, but
there were times she couldn’t deny missing the hustle and bustle of a busy
office.  And those nooners… those definitely held a certain appeal all their
own.

“You’re
thinking about it, aren’t you?” Devil murmured deliciously against her ear. 

“Well….”
Molly began to hedge.  It really did sound like something she’d like to do, but
she’d learned a long time ago to never give in too easily where Devil was
concerned.  Otherwise, he’d expect her to instantly capitulate to his demands
for the rest of their lives.  And that was soooo not gonna happen.

“If
the idea of hiring a nanny bothers you that much, we could always ask your
momma to look after our little girl.  She adores spending time with her
granddaughter, and the baby adores her right back.  Plus, it would be only
temporary.  Three weeks and the guys are back,” Devil noted, leaning forward to
press a kiss to the center of Molly’s neck as he dropped the sponge into the
water.  “C’mon, gorgeous, what do you say?  You’re not gonna leave your loving
husband swinging in the wind, are you?”

Leaning
backward and pillowed against her husband’s chest, Molly bit her lip as Devil’s
hands slid up her body to her breasts, cupping one in each hand and kneading
the flesh tenderly.  “You don’t play fair,” Molly gasped as his talented
fingers found her plump nipples and tugged at them erotically.

“That’s
because I’m not playing,” Devil returned easily, gently biting her earlobe. 
“Say yes, Molly.  It’s what we both want.”

Turning
her head until her lips found his cheek, Molly smiled.  “I’ll agree to talk to
Momma about it.  If she’s in, so am I.  If she’s not, I will find you the
assistant of my dreams.  How about that?” she bargained.