'You like it?'

It was a ridiculous question, as Alexis only had to look at her husband's expression to know he did. He'd always loved her in pearl-grey, saying it made her hair look like fire above smoke, or sunrise over misty moors. She'd gone for sheer and delicate, hoping it would off-set the post-baby curves she still had. Alexis didn't mind it so much in that she was still rocking a Playmate-esque rack but she still felt thick around the middle, and the empire cut of the flyaway babydoll gave her that little extra oomph in her own ego. She'd skipped the panties, a favourite of his and one she hadn't gotten to indulge in about ten months, and her toes were pearl grey as well.

She felt that liquid pull she always felt whenever Shane gave her that look. Eight years together and still he made her feel like the sexiest woman in the world. Slowly, she padded over to him in her bare feet, thinking she would kneel on the bed; she was halfway there when Shane suddenly popped up like a jack in the box, champagne sloshing to the rim of the glass he held out to her.

'Here. Drink this,' he all but breathed to her. 'You'll wanna be a little drunk for what I have in mind for that body.'

'This body, seriously?'

'Yeah, I do.'

Alexis took the flute of bubbly, kept her eyes on him as she drained her glass. A little river of champagne threatened to run on her lip, so she licked it off, slowly, deliberately. 'Well, that's a good start.'

Shane wanted to take her right then and there but it had been nearly three months since they'd been intimate and he knew she needed his love more than his lust at the moment. Instead he kissed her gently at first, then felt her deepen it, parting his lips with her tongue.

'Lex,' he murmured against her mouth, 'we've got the whole night.'

'I know, I know, it's just...' Alexis trailed off, eyes suddenly filling up. 'Oh dammit.'

'Hey, if this is too much pressure-'

'No, no, I want to make love with you, Shane, I do. I think it just kind of hit me.'

'Okay. Let's try this.'

Shane toyed with the tied ribbon between her breasts, slipped it loose. He saw her eyes darken as he slipped the silky fabric off her body so she was naked in front of him, and he stroked his fingertips over her skin. She closed her eyes, let her head fall back. 'You like that, my love,' he asked her quietly, and when she replied with a sweet little 'uh-huh', Shane pressed a kiss to the smooth column of her throat before trailing a line down to her shoulder.

'Shane, we better lay down because I don't think I can stand up anymore.' Her voice was light, sweet, almost innocent, but Alexis knew as she felt Shane's steady sure hands on her heating body that this would be anything but. She gave a happy little 'oh!' when she felt him get naked. 'Do we need- I mean, should we use a condom?'

'No.' He shook his head. 'I want this just to be you and me tonight.'

'Okay. Here.'

Shane plumped the pillows up behind Alexis' shoulders, touched her face. 'My beautiful queen. What do you want?'

As he asked the question, his hands drifted up to cup her breasts,thumbs rolling over her nipples. He knew they were tender from nursing, so he took his time making the arousal sweet and soft. He felt her legs shift, hips arching back to cradle him even though he was still wearing his boxers. Somehow, that made it even hotter for him when he felt the dampness between her thighs, making him moan lwoly.

Alexis heard the sound and responded with a sultry smile. 'Shane, I want your tongue between my thighs,' she purred at him. 'If you want to.'

Shane could only nod - the angle that she was sitting at, half reclined against the pillows meant the angle would feel great for her. Moving down her body, pausing to give her breasts a quick caress each with his tongue, he wasted no time in feasting upon her, the taste and scent of her like being welcomed home. He felt her muscles clench as he add one finger, then tow, until she was all but sobbing his name as she came.

When she was still lost in the throes of it, Shane reared back, to strip away his boxers; the moment he was naked he lifted Alexis hips and plunged into her, making her gasp in delight. A small sliver of himself was telling him it was too fast, too hard, but when Alexis moaned for more, for him to go deeper, be harder, it was more than easy to turn that part off.

Alexis felt every nerve in her body go loose, then tight as the delicious friction built up and up and up until her body was all but exploding with light. She caught Shane's earlobe in her teeth as her hips pumps furiously against his until her whole body arched, and stiffened taught as an arrow pulled in a bow. She felt Shane shudder, heard him moan her name once before he collapsed on top of her in a sweaty, delighted tangle.

'Oh Shane.' Alexis limply moved her arms and legs, pressed her palm against the back of his neck. 'Oh, my god, baby, that was just perfect.'

'Yullik.'

'Huh?'

Shane, who'd been lying prone against her, words muffled by still being fastened to her neck, lifted his head and gave her breast a little rub. 'You leaked,' he repeated. 'Was not expecting that one.'

'It's the hormones from the orgasm. But you know what this means, don't you?'

Shane twisted a lock of his wife's beautiful red hair around his index finger. 'Jacuzzi time?'

'Then a snack. I have a feeling we'll need to keep our energy up.'