All the Time by Cherie Denis

Author:Cherie Denis
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: cherie denis, erotic contemporary romance, erotic romance, romance novel, erotica, contemporary romance
Publisher: Secret Cravings Publishing

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Mike tied the apron strings around his waist and opened the refrigerator. “Sweetheart, is chicken okay?”

Lainie walked into the kitchen, stood behind him and plastered her hot body against his back. Wiggling her hips, she brushed her pubic hair against his naked butt and thighs. “Love your outfit, darling,” she said with a giggle.

“Stop Lainie. I know what you’re thinking, and I don’t have time right this minute. I’m trying to make dinner.” He swatted a hand behind him hoping to move his sex starved wife away. It didn’t work.

Lainie lifted her hips in a mimic of her husband’s movements when they made love and rubbed her mound against his ass.

“Lainie,” Mike said sternly, slamming the refrigerator door. “We just finished making love for crying out loud. Now stop it.” He turned and wrapped his strong arms around her slender body. “I’m hungry. What do you want to eat?”

Lainie brushed her breasts across his chest, “Mmmhmm.”

“Fine, I've decided...we're having chicken.” Mike was determined to ignore her advances.

They had just finished a rigorous love-fest not fifteen minutes earlier and he was past exhaustion. He’d worked hard all day and then Lainie had wrung him dry. All he wanted to do was fix a little dinner and collapse in front of the TV for the rest of the evening.

Lainie pouted prettily, “You know, if I had a penis I’d share it…all the time.”

“Yeah, I know. You never let me forget.” He gave her an indulgent smile. “But, you don’t, honey…so, get over it.” He put his strong hands on Lainie’s slender shoulders and turned her toward the cabinets. “Put your apron on so you don't get burned and set the table, darling. I'll fix us some dinner. And, for crissake, keep your pretty hands to yourself.” When she frowned, Mike realized he’d probably sounded harsher than he should have, but, shit, he couldn't help it, he was dog tired.

Lainie moved away, but not before she had the last word. “Well, I would share it…if I had one, Mike. All the time.”

“Sure, baby. I know. But, as I just said…you don’t. So, get over it,” Mike said and dropped a heavy skillet onto a burner. Lainie jumped at the racket, but didn't move. Good thing he hadn't gotten the flat-top stove he'd been thinking about purchasing, because he probably would have cracked it.

He opened the cupboard to the left of the stove and brought out a bottle of olive oil. Pouring a dollop of oil into the heating pan, he said calmly, “Chicken, peppers and olives over penne. Take it or leave it.”

Her body language made it very clear she longed to continue the argument, but he didn’t give her the satisfaction of rebuttal. The male in him knew he was right. She didn’t have a cock and never would. Why did she even bother to argue about it? She’d just have to get over the fact he was the keeper of the royal sword, and she was at his mercy when it came to sex.

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