“My wife is such a needy little whore for me.”

“Yeah,” she breathes, rocking her hips to chase the friction of my fingers against her clit. I rub the pad of my middle digit over the swollen bud of flesh, and she whines—a sound full of need and desire. I ache to be inside her. Kissing her neck and shoulders, I tease her a little more, drawing out a series of whimpers and moans that have my cock weeping to take her. She groans when I stop, and I bite back a laugh. “You get so fucking desperate when I have my hands on you.”

She doesn’t even offer me any sass in return because she knows I’m right. I slide off her panties and toss them onto the floor. After rolling her onto her side, I hook her leg over mine, opening her wider for me. It’s the most comfortable position to fuck her in while she’s heavily pregnant, and it also gets her off quicker than any other. “But I’m just as desperate for you, corazón.”

She giggles. “Oh, I know that.”

I press the crown of my cock at the entrance of her wet channel. “You do, huh?”

“Yup. Admit it. You can’t get enough of me, Mr. James.”

“How much I want you has never been in doubt, Mrs. James.” I slide all the way inside her in one slow, deep thrust, and her walls ripple around me, squeezing me and pulling me deeper. “I love fucking you.” I grab her jaw and turn her head so she’s looking up at me. I give her a gentle kiss on the lips as I pull out and sink back inside, making her moan into my mouth. “And I fucking love you.”

“I love you more.”

I shake my head. “Impossible.” Then I seal my lips over hers again, kissing her with everything I have while I rock my hips and fuck her slowly. We only break our kiss when the faint noise of the TV in the background signals the ball has dropped.

She glances at the TV and then back at me, her eyes shining. “Oops, we missed it.”

I drive in a little harder, and she gasps. “I didn’t miss anything, corazón. Right here is the only place I want to be, and this is only thing I want to be doing.”

“Me too.”

I slip my hand between her thighs again, circling her swollen clit as I fuck her to a slow-rolling orgasm that has her whimpering my name and squeezing my cock so hard she tips me right over the edge with her.

I roll onto my back, and she turns around to face me, nestling into the crook of my shoulder as I wrap one arm around her. I press a kiss to her forehead. “I think we just started a whole new New Year’s tradition, corazón.”

“And what tradition is that?”

“I spend midnight balls-deep inside my wife.”

She snorts a laugh. “That could be tricky at one of your family parties.”

“I’ll make it happen.”

She yawns, rubbing her cheek against my chest. “I have no doubt you will, Ice.”

Epilogue

MELANIE

One year later

New Year’s Eve

Nathan wraps his arm around my waist. I smile up at him and ask, “Did he go back down okay?”

“Yeah. I think he just needed a cuddle from Dad,” he replies, beaming. He’s taken to fatherhood like he does to everything else—like he was born for the role. Seeing him with our son makes me fall in love with him a little more every single day.

He takes my hand in his and leans close, his lips pressed against my ear. “I believe we have somewhere else we need to be, Mrs. James.”

I glance around the room, which is full of Nathan’s family, along with Tyler and Ashley, who have been welcomed into the fold as warmly as I have. This is the annual James family New Year’s party, and I’m pretty sure it’s the only place we’re supposed to be. “What are you talking about?”

He winks at me. “Oh, you know.” Without waiting for my response, he pulls me out of the noisy party and guides me to a room a few doors down, pushing me inside.

I giggle as he closes the door behind us. “What are we doing in here?”

When he turns to face me, he has a wicked grin on his face. “Surely you’re not forgetting our tradition, corazón.”

My cheeks burn with heat. “Oh.”

“Oh.” His voice is a low, throaty growl, and he stalks toward me, already unfastening his belt.

“But our family is right down the hall.”

He shakes his head. “Nobody will come in here.”

I back away from him, fluttering my eyelashes as he follows me step for step. “They’ll wonder where we are if we’re not there at midnight.”

He unfastens his pants. “Don’t give a fuck.”

I bump into the wall and gasp as the cool plaster hits the warm skin of my back through the thin fabric of my dress. “But maybe I do. I’ll have to walk back in there with …” I sink my teeth into my bottom lip rather than finish the sentence.

“My cum dripping out of you?”

My cheeks burn hotter.

He takes another step forward and presses me against the wall. “I thought you were enjoying the party. If you’d prefer, I can take you to bed and fuck you there, but then we won’t be leaving it until morning. Your choice, but you’re getting fucked either way.”

I place my hands on his chest. “You’re so sure of yourself.”

“I told you where I’d be at midnight, Mel. Inside you. I can’t go back on that promise now. It could be bad luck.”

I wrap my arms around his neck and give a pensive nod. “I guess this has been a pretty good year. It makes sense to start this next one the same way.”

His face breaks into a grin. “Exactly.” He unzips his fly. “Take off your panties.”

A laugh bubbles from my lips. “I can’t.”

His handsome face furrows in a frown. “Why not?”

I press my lips at his ear. “Because I’m not wearing any.”

His animalistic growl turns my legs turn to jelly. “You are getting so fucked, Mrs. James.” He hitches up my dress with one hand and frees himself from his pants with the other. My legs wrap around his waist, and he presses the crown of his cock at my entrance and sucks in a breath. “Always ready for me, huh, corazón?”

“Always.”

He drives inside me, and I cry out at the exquisite feeling of being so full of him. “I’ll make this quick and take my time with you later.”