HEY! So, if you haven't read this in a while, I've gone back and edited all the previous chapters (fixed spelling errors) and changed a little of one of the chapter ends. But...HERE is a NEW chapter! I told you it would be finished, I just wasn't sure when. So, I'm back at it and can't wait to see where this goes!

All hers; not mine (except for the brothers)

I tried everything I could think of to get Ranger to put me on the roster for the weekend, but he just laughed at me and said that Steph was scarier than I was and I was off for the weekend.

Damn, my wife must have gotten to him before me. So, now we are sitting in the SUV and making our way to North Carolina for a damn birthday party. I still can't believe Mal is getting a birthday party. Yes, he's graduating with this bachelor's and yes, he's the first of her sons to do that, but can't she just take him out to dinner?

This time, instead of driving straight through the night, we decided to stop half-way and spend the night at a hotel. When we arrived at the hotel, Chase and I checked in while Stephanie hit the restroom. When she came back out, we were waiting on the elevator to go up to the floor. I made sure that Chase's room was nowhere near our room. I didn't want him to hear what I was doing to my wife.

We dropped Chase off at his room and Steph and I headed to the end of the hall and around the corner. Once we were in our room, the do not disturb sign placed, and the door shut and locked, my wife literally attacked me! I mean, she slammed my back against the door and attacked me. I felt her teeth on my neck as her hands were working my belt before it even registered what was going on.

"I need you, Matthew," she said as she bit my neck and dropped my pants to the floor. Not one to ever deny my wife anything she wants, I toed off my shoes and stepped out of my pants as I ripped my shirt over my head. I lifted Steph up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. It was then that I realized why she used the restroom downstairs instead of waiting to get to our room.

"What happened to your panties?" I growled out as I slid inside her.

"Questions later. Just fuck me hard."

I had my hands on her hips moving her up and down my cock as fast I could. "Reach down and play with your clit," I said as I nipped her earlobe. When she did, I felt her walls squeeze me and we both went over the edge. I prayed no one was in the room next to us sharing the wall we were currently up against.

"Jesus, woman. Not that I mind, but what the hell was that?" I took us over to the bed and sat down before my legs gave out.

Stephanie tried to bury her face in my neck, but I didn't let her, "I'm sorry. I was sitting in the SUV this ride and every time my eyes shut, I kept picturing different ways of having sex with you and it got me worked up. I knew I wasn't going to be able once we were in our room." All the sudden her expression changed and it wasn't a good expression. "Shit, Matthew, I'm so sorry."

"For what?" I tried to think of what happened and what was said, but it was all good. It was very, very good.

"I didn't realize I broke skin when I bit you." She scrambled off my lap and ran to the bathroom. A few seconds later, she came back with a warm wet washcloth and cleaned up the dried blood on my neck. I never felt her break the skin so I wasn't worried.

"I'll be fine, Honey."

After we were both cleaned up, we laid in bed and curled up to go to sleep. I was having the best dream. You know the type; my wife was using her tongue and slide from base to tip on my cock. When she'd reach the base, she'd pull my cock in and apply just the right amount of suction. Every once in a while, I'd hit the back of her throat, she'd moan and swallow me down. God it felt wonderful. I was so lost in the dream that my hands curled in her hair and thrust my hips up and felt myself slide down her throat a little more. Just when I was about to pull back a little, I felt her had grasp my balls and squeeze slightly.

I opened my eyes to be sure I hadn't wakened Steph during my dream and realized I wasn't dreaming. My wife was at the foot of the bed, my cock in her mouth, and her eyes locked on mine. Holy shit! What has gotten into her?

I let her do her thing as I could tell if I tried to stop her, she'd be upset with me. A few minutes later, she crawled up my body and kissed me deep. I flipped us over and slammed into her warmth. I swear every time I enter my wife, it is like coming home. Her legs wrapped around my waist and her arms around neck, I felt her tilt her hips and when I slammed in again, I felt her nails rake down my back. I knew I was going to have scratch marks, but I didn't care.

When we both came down from our high she pulled the blankets up, snuggled into my side, and was out. I laid there wondering what I did to deserve my wife. What ever it was, I was thankful for it and had no intentions of ever letting her go.

The next morning, we got up and dressed for the day before meeting Chase in the lobby for breakfast. "Morning you two," he said as he handed Steph a cup of coffee.

We sat and had some breakfast before getting back on the road. We had about a four-hour drive left and I wondered what my wife would be thinking about today and what sexual encounters she'd come up with. I was willing to try anything she wanted.

Before I knew it, I was pulling the SUV into Momma's drive. I looked back at Steph and she had a cross between a smirk and evil look on her face. I should have probably been scared, but I was more turned on. Opening the back door, I held my hand for her and helped her out while Chase grabbed the bags.

Momma met us on the porch and pulled Steph in to hug before leading her into the house. I guess Chase and I are chopped liver now. She didn't even acknowledge us. As I entered the house, I could hear momma and Steph talking in the kitchen. "Is there anything I can help you with?" "No, dear. I'm good. Just sit there and keep me company."

Chase and I took the luggage upstairs to our rooms. I had told Momma I could get a hotel for Steph and I, but she refused. Said I had a perfectly good queen size bed in my bedroom upstairs and we should use it. So, we will be staying here. I just hope my wife can keep the screams down.

When I returned to the kitchen, I could see Steph was looking exhausted. After last nights activities, I wasn't surprised. "Honey, why don't you go take a nap. I know you didn't get much sleep last night."

I saw her cheeks turned a nice shade of pink as she nodded. "Sorry, Momma," she said, "But I am pretty tired. Do you mind if I go take a nap?"

Momma shooed her out of the kitchen with a promise to have a glass of sweet tea for her later when she woke up. I took her upstairs and tucked her in bed. "Rest, Honey. I'll check on you later." I gave her a kiss and shut the door.

tbc...