I smile and turn, wrapping my arms around my husband's neck—yes, husband. We got married on our first meeting anniversary. 

" I missed you, baby," he husked in my ear. 

" I did, too, but you were too busy with the boys, so I couldn't come to you," I whine. 

He carries me in his arms, and I wrap my legs around him. He started to walk away from the party while still kissing me. I felt desire grow between my legs. My fingers played in his hair and his neck, caressing him. Goosebumps appeared on his skin. I couldn't wait. I wanted him now. I removed his belt, and...