Kyle was excited to see his kids, even though it had been a great weekend alone with Riley, he missed having the kiddos around just as much as Riley. He quickly parked outside the church and hopped out, waving to the pastor as the kids ran to him.

"Daddy!" Katie squealed. "I missed you."

"Dad!" Travis said as they both embraces their father.

"Hey kiddos. Did you have fun?" He asked, kneeling down to pinch both of their cheeks. "I missed you both so much, and so did your mama."

"I had so much fun, Katie got scared." Travis snorted.

"You did? Well that's great, Trav." He said and smiled at them. "What were you scared of Katie?"

"I missed you and mama, and Travis kept picking on me." Katie muttered.

"Travis, be nice to your sister." He scolded him and stood up. "Why don't we go to the grocery store and make mama a nice dinner at home?"

"Yeah! That's a good idea, daddy!" Katie giggled. "We should make spaghetti! That's mama's favorite."

Kyle laughed, his daughter knew her mother so well.

"I know she does," he replied. "What else should we make, Trav?"

"What about garlic bread?" Travis asked he and Katie climbed into the backseat with their bags.

"That's a good idea. Should we make some dessert too or just pick up ice cream?" He asked and hopped into the driver's seat. "Everyone buckled?"

"Yep!" They both answered.

"What about we get cookies instead?" He asked. "That's a good idea. Homemade or store bought?"

"Store bought, daddy you can't bake and neither can mama." Katie laughed.

He chuckled, his little girl was right again. He and Riley couldn't bake for their lives, they usually just asked Linette to bake if they truly needed to.

Off to the store they went.

They made spaghetti, and warmed up the cookies in the microwave so they could pretend they were freshly baked.

When Riley came home, she was surprised and smothered their kids in kisses. She'd missed them both so much, their little voices and hugs, and even their constant nagging and bickering that got on her nerves sometimes. She'd missed her kids.

Their kids.

They both had.

"We missed you mama!" They both cheered and hugged her tightly.

"I missed you both too! Did you do this all for me?" Riley gasped and looked over the candle lit dining table and all of the food out for them to eat.

"We did! It was daddy's idea," Katie giggled.

"Was it?" She asked and looked up at him.

"Yeah! We even warmed up cookies so they could be like memaw's homemade ones because you and daddy can't cook." Travis replied.

Riley laughed so hard at that and stood up, pulling Kyle into her arms and kissing him deeply.

"Let's eat!" She exclaimed.

"Mommy? Can I have another cookie?" Katie asked.

"No, it's almost bed time. Keep watching your show." Riley answered.

She tightened her legs around Kyle's head as he went down on her, grasping his hair and looking up at the ceiling. She bit her lip to contain her pleasure as he dipped two fingers inside her.

"You like that baby?" Kyle chuckled as he peered up at his wife and her breath hitched.

She bit her lip once again and moaned in her throat as the timer went off.

He pumped inside of her quickly as licked up her center at the same time. He grinned against her skin and watched her squirm up on top of the countertop.

Oh how he loved making his wife squirm.

She released a little moan and her legs began to shake . Her body felt like it was fire, from her toes to her scalp. She felt his lips mumbling against hers as he kissed her thighs.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered against her skin.

He stood up and changed the angle of his fingers. He pressed kisses up her neck, back to her lips. Her tongue slipped out, licking his lip and catching his breath. With a groan, his lips were back against hers; hot, wet, and open. Their tongues met and pushed back and forth. She let out a small whimper and his other hand found the its way to her hips, pulling her to the edge of the counter. She threaded her fingers through his hair, keeping him flush against her. She felt him straining through his jeans and she shifted her hips so her skirt rode up enough to allow her legs to open wider for him.

His hands slipped down from her hips to untuck her blouse and massaging the soft skin underneath. Before she could stop him, he began unbuttoning her blouse, his lips trailing behind, causing her skin to shiver.

"What are you doing?" She asked breathlessly.

"Making love to you," he whispered with a grin as wide as his face.

"The kids... they have school tomorrow and need to be put to bed," she gasped as he removed his fingers from inside her and licked them clean.

Her entire body shuddered as he began to kiss his way down her body. Her blouse was still open and he easily slid the cups of her bra down to expose her dusky nipples. He grinned and lowered his mouth to the peaked bud, with a slow, agonizing lick. She pushed her head back against the cabinet above and opened her mouth to scream but his hand was instantly up to block any sound.

They're right there, his eyes told her.

She nodded and bit down on her lip when he moved his hand from her mouth to her other breast. This was a feeling she was never able to get used to – the control he had to flick and lick with just the right pressure and yet not enough. He was the ultimate tease that she could never give up.

She didn't fight when his hands ran up her legs, under her skirt. He hooked his fingers around the waistband of her panties and pulled them down in one quick motion, stumbling only to get them over one of her black heels. She felt his lips murmuring against her inner thigh, whispering something she didn't need to hear to know their meaning. He pushed her skirt up around her hips, leaving her bottom half completely exposed. Her legs were twitching in anticipation.

"Please," she moaned as he twisted his tongue and sucked on the sensitive skin around her aching core.

More teasing. He knew it. She didn't care. She thrust her hips toward him, needing to feel him where he refused to go. She let out an exasperated whine with every puff of breath over her center.

"Keep your eyes on me, my love," he commanded, repositioning himself on bended knee. He hooked her right knee over his shoulder. He licked a fingers and ran it over her a low groan. "Fuck, you're so wet."

She couldn't explain why hearing that sent shocks through her body and made her ache for him harder. Her eyes were locked on the junction of her thighs, unable to look away from the way him even if he hadn't instructed her not to.

Kyle ran his flattened tongue up to her center. He dipped his head further, flicking the bundle of nerves over and over, his grip on her trembling thighs growing tighter. He moaned into her, circling her center and pulling it completely into his mouth. She dug her heel into his back and he grinned, knowing she was trying to stay quiet. His thumb replaced his mouth and he pushed his tongue into her. Her head thumped loudly against the door and one high-pitched whimper slipped past her lips. He pulled away, his eyes sending the message clearly.

Quiet, baby.

Her other leg was wrapped around his neck and his tongue went back to lavishing her. He slid two fingers into her wetness, thrusting slow and hard. Her chest tightened and her breathing stopped, she couldn't make a sound even though every nerve in her body was screaming. She opened her knees further, as he curled his fingers up, thrusting and twisting inside her, massaging her closer and closer to the brink. She didn't have time to think when her orgasm hit her. Her hips bucked violently against his face and her entire body went numb. She was lucky he was there to hold her up as her intense orgasm ripped through her.

Usually, after he made her come, he'd continue to tease her, to help her come down from her high with gentle touches and kisses to her. But this time, after her muscles ceased their spasming around his fingers, he set her on the ground and without taking his hands off of her, he kissed her. She collapsed against him with a heavy sigh.

"That was… that was amazing." She panted as he looked over her, her hair was a completely static mess, and he loved it.

He chuckled and cradled her close to his body.

"No, Riles. You're amazing. I don't know what I ever did to deserve you. I'll do anything to make you happy." He replied.

She knew she was the one who didn't deserve him. She had been in love with him long before she could put it into words. And she would spend every day striving to be who he deserved for as long as he'd allow her to stay. As she slipped her panties back on under her skirt and re-buttoned her blouse – twice because the first time she missed a button.

He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Who's reading to them?" He kissed her gently, smiling the entire time.

"You," she replied. "Take your time. I need to shower."

"Alright," he whispered.

"You just get them in pjs, teeth brushed, hair brushed, their outfits picked out for tomorrow and read to." She explained. "I'll tuck them in and sing their goodnight song."

"Ready to go back out there?" He asked.

"Mama? Daddy? Our show's done," Travis called.

Duty called.

She kissed her husband and they walked out of the kitchen with smiles on their faces.