Stretching her naked body in satisfaction, Lexi Matthews sighed. “Five years. I can’t believe we’ve been married for five years.”

Noah nuzzled her neck. “Five of the best years of my life. I wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world.”

“That’s good to hear, because you’re stuck with me.” She pinched his bare stomach.

“Consider me the happiest man in the world.”

They were taking some extra time after Noah completed his business, north of San Francisco, to celebrate their five-year wedding anniversary.

Noah stood up and walked over to the wall of windows that faced the Pacific Ocean. “I remember the Atlantic was so calm that day, but here, this ocean is angry.”

Rolling over on her side Lexi, enjoyed the view of her husband’s naked backside. “Passionate—let’s call it passionate. It sounds better than angry.”

Noah glanced at her over his shoulder and raised his eyebrow. “I don’t think an ocean can be passionate.”

Shrugging, she looked innocently at him. “Or maybe I’m just thinking of you.”

Flashing her his trademark wicked grin, he wiggled his eyebrows at her. “Well, darling, what can I say? You bring out the savage beast in me.”

Lexi giggled and clawed the air. “Rawr.”

Standing there with his mouth open, Noah shook his head. “Did you really just rawr at me? You’ve been hanging out with the Troublesome Trio too much.” Leaping into bed with her, he danced his fingers up and down the side of her body.

“Stop.” Lexi couldn’t catch her breath.

“Promise you won’t do that again.”

“I… I… can’t.”

“What do you mean you can’t?”

“Hello… we have… children… It’s going to… come up.”

“Damn, you’ve got me there. Fine, only in regards to playing with the girls will you rawr.”

“Deal.”

Once Noah stopped tickling her, she jumped out of bed. “You didn’t put an age limit on ‘girls.’”

“Oh, no you didn’t.”

“Oh yes, I did.” She held her hands up to stop him. “You can’t go back now.”

“Damn. Fine, now come back to bed.”

“No tickling, right?”

“No tickling.”

“For at least the rest of the weekend.”

Noah rolled his eyes. “Yes, for at least the rest of the weekend.”

“Okay.” Lexi climbed back into bed and into his arms. “This is a little slice of Heaven.”

“It sure is.”

“I wonder how the girls are.”

“Being spoiled rotten by their aunts, uncles, and grandmothers.”

“They’re only going to be young once. Pretty soon they’ll want nothing to do with any of us.”

“That’ll never happen. We’re always going to be the cool parents all the kids are going to want to hang out with.”

“Keep telling yourself that.” Lexi rolled her eyes.

“Are you saying as I get older I’m not going to be as cool?”

“Of course not. I’m just saying, there will always comes the point in a teenager’s life when they want nothing to do with their parents, that we have no way to possibly understand the drama of what they are going through.”

Noah shook his head. “Not our girls—they’re different. They’ll know how awesome we are.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night.” Lexi patted his chest. “What should we do today?”

“I don’t know about you, but I am perfectly content to spend all day worshiping your body.”

“We did that yesterday.”

“No one says we can’t do that again today. Every single day we are here, I want you to know how much I love you.” Noah punctuated each word with a kiss along her body.

“I don’t know how much more I could take.” Her breathing became rapid.

Tracing the curves of her body with his tongue, he said, “I’m going to knock you up so you can’t get rid of me so easily.”

“Oh yeah?” Lexi taunted Noah, tugging him up, so they were face to face.

“Oh yeah.” He shifted his knee between her legs, spreading them and moving his weight on top of her.

Lexi’s eyebrow lifted, and she poked him in the chest, her nail tracing a line down the center of his perfectly divided abs. “Says the man with two adoring daughters at home already.” Her hand reached down to cup him, squeezing his thick rod between her legs.

His hand covered hers, squeezing harder, the way he liked it.

“I’m feeling a little outnumbered. Maybe we can even things up?”

“I’m game if you are.”

Noah looked up to the ceiling, rolling his eyes. Playfully, the first line of the chorus to Etta James’ “At Last” was sung. Lexi joined him a cappella as he rolled them over on the bed. It seemed their time had come after all.

“You are so beautiful.” Noah’s hooded eyes watched her body become aglow with the setting sun behind her.

Moaning, she rotated her hips with him deep inside of her. His hands cupped her ass, pulling her closer to his groin, the warmth between them sultry.

Lexi arched her back. “Noah.”

Noah ground his hips against her, thrusting deep into her, his hands tight enough to leave marks on her hips. He hummed the next verse of the song. “Give me a minute, Lex. I’m praying to the baby-making gods we get this on the first shot.”

“Well, you are two for two. I’m not exactly worried about you getting it right.” Her tone was sarcastic, and she was grinning.

A light smack tapped her right side playfully.

“Such sarcasm from such a lucious mouth.” His palm rested on her stomach, his thumb trailing down to massage the sensitive spot between her legs.

“Play your cards right, Noah, and you’ll find my mouth quietly occupied later.”

He sat up and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.

“And how I love that mouth of yours.” His hand moved over to show her other breast some attention.

“Oh God.”

“Not God, just a man.”

“My man.” Lexi framed Noah’s face with her hands and kissed him senseless. They moaned into each other’s mouths as their tongues danced around together.

Quickly, Noah slipped out of Lexi, and she immediately felt the loss of him deep inside of her as he ignored her dismayed cry. “I heard this was one of the best positions to make a baby.” He put a couple of pillows under her stomach and positioned himself between her legs from behind.

Lexi shuddered as he slowly slid into her.

“You mean we hadn’t tried them all before?” Lexi gasped and paused mid thrust only to have Noah grip her hips, forcing her over his shaft in swift strokes not meant to prolong their pleasure.

“I plan on keeping you here all weekend.”

“Just like this?”

“Exactly like this. I can’t risk my swimmers missing their mark.”

“Seriously, Noah?”

Noah slipped his hand underneath, playing with Lexi’s clit and rubbing the nub in slow circles as he pounded behind her.

“Careful, I might start singing open sesame to your cervix.”

“You’ve been reading Evie’s Cosmo magazines again, haven’t you?”

His fingers pressed harder, firmer, keeping his cock deep inside her. Lexi moaned, leaning further into the nest of pillows Noah had built for her as he thrust deep and faster.

“Less talk, more sexy-time wife.”

“I’m weak and swoony.” She mocked Noah, who only kept up the nearly punishing pace of the sex, changing his movements each time she got closer and closer to the precipice.

“You’re about to be filled with Noah juniors, my love.” Noah pumped steadily, letting her body catch the final wave.

“Oh! Fuck yes!”

“Lexi, now!” Noah fell to the side, taking her with him. Limbs tangled and bodies shifted until he laid her flat on her back, propped up by a mound of pillows under her hips. Bodies still convulsing, he managed to flip her over without pulling out.

“I love you,” she said, pulling him down for a kiss.

His cock still hard and pulsing, he moved her legs, keeping her reclined on the bed.

“I love you too.” He brushed back the hair from her face, hands drifting south again to tweak her stiff nipples. “I love every part of you,” he said, watching her eyes tear over as he cupped her breasts , tracing faint scars that showed how she’d won her battle with death years earlier.

“I can’t wait to meet our baby boy,” Lexi murmured, pulling Noah down by his neck for a lingering kiss.

His hands moved down her body and palmed her flat belly; small rolls and wrinkles from her previous pregnancies overshadowed her old wounds like tiger stripes.

“Feels good to be three for three.” Noah moved his hands back up to her breasts and massaged them, feeling the walls of her vagina clench him tighter, getting ready for another orgasm.

Lexi lifted her hips, slowly thrusting upward. “I bet it does, you cocky rocker.”

“You love me anyway.”

They smiled together, and she said, “That I do.”