Noah

For the third night in a row, Noah was indulging in one of his favorite things to do. It was partly because he could never get enough of Roni, but he also knew guilt had a lot to do with it. He'd known for months now about Roni's growing concerns over this whole possible autism thing. That appointment was important to her and not only was he late to it, but then he'd bailed on her before it was over. She'd seemed genuinely fine about it, but Noah couldn't help wanting to make up for it somehow.

Each night since the day of the appointment, he'd volunteered to get Jack in bed a little earlier than his normal bedtime. When he was sure little man was out for the count, he'd crawled into bed with Roni and started things off this way. Now here he was kissing her trembling inner thighs as he worked his way up to the real treasure. Tracing the tattoo of his name on her inner thigh with kisses, he made his way up slowly.

Try as he might to take it slow, Noah could hardly wait to get there. After a few lingering moments more of his teasing his way there, he finally slid his tongue up and down her wet slit. Damn the sweet taste of his beautiful wife would never get old.

Roni exhaled loudly, arching her back as he slid his tongue in and out and up and down her wet folds slowly. Using his fingers to spread her, he exposed her perfectly engorged clit. She was so ready for him. Last night he'd tortured her a little, but tonight he was too damn horny and would need to be in her soon, so he moved it along faster. Taking her clit between his lips, he drummed the tip of his tongue against it, making her moan in the process.

Oh yeah, she'd be there much sooner than last night. Smiling as her body began that undeniable quivering, Noah went in for the kill, devouring her clit and sucking softly as she cried out again and again. Giving her a break because he knew how sensitive she could be when she climaxed this hard, he lapped her softly with his tongue as she came down from her orgasm.

As her breathing calmed, Noah kissed her one last time before glancing up from between her legs. "Good?"

"Heaven," she said breathlessly. "As always."

Despite his rock-hard erection, Noah moved up and snuggled next to her. He'd give her a moment to recover before going in for his.

"I love you," she said, turning to him, eyes closed and still trying to catch her breath.

Her phone dinged, but she didn't even move. Noah glanced at her lit-up phone screen on the nightstand. "Is someone calling you?"

"Um?"

Noah smiled when he turned to her and saw her eyes were still closed as she continued to enjoy the afterglow of her climax. He nuzzled her neck, kissing just under her chin softly.

Roni turned to him, touching his face and pecking him several times. "I'll be right back."

Searching her eyes for a moment, he didn't even have to ask before he smiled. She had to go the bathroom. He backed up a little to give her room to get out of the bed. Unable to help himself, he rubbed her naked ass as she got up. "Make it fast."

"Oh, I will," she said with a sultry smirk.

Noah groaned, lying back down onto the pillow. Roni's phone dinging again got his attention. It was almost nine. She usually didn't get calls or texts this late. Curiously, he leaned over and read the text preview still lighting up the screen. He'd begun to concur it was likely advertising. She often got texts from stores she frequented, letting her in on deals they had going on. The number the text came from wasn't labeled the way all her regular contacts were. It was just a number and a message. But then the tail end of the text had him doing a double take.

Reaching for the phone, Noah was about to click on the message when his very naked wife walked back in the room. She climbed into the bed and under the blankets. "Are you on the phone," she whispered.

"No, this is your phone." He waved it at her but didn't care about the text anymore now that he had her naked body back next to his. "You got a text."

Noah put the phone back on the nightstand and slid under the blankets with her, wrapping his arms around her and inhaling deeply.

"From who? She ran her fingers through his hair as he began kissing her neck.

"I dunno," he mumbled, sucking her neck a little harder. "Someone who didn't mean to spook you."

"What?"

Roni pulled away, but Noah held her. "Leave it," he murmured, sliding his hand down the side of her thigh. "You can get it later."

"I'm curious now." She pulled away again, and this time Noah obliged, grudgingly letting her go. "Spook me?"

Waiting, not so patiently, Noah played with her fingers while she reached for her phone with her other hand. He watched her questioning expression as she tapped at her screen a couple of times until her furrowed brows eased up with what looked like understanding.

"It's Mateo."

Noah's fiddling fingers against hers froze instantly. "Who?"

She turned to him and smiled. "Dr. Hidalgo. Jack's doct—"

"I know who Dr. Hidalgo is," he said, searching her eyes but trying his damnedest to not overreact. "Since when is he Mateo and why's he texting you?"

Roni tilted her head with a smile, lacing her fingers through Noah's. "When I was at his office the other day, he said he'd spent the whole time trying to figure out where he knew me from. His first text." She held up the phone so Noah could see. "Just asked if I went to ESU. That it's where he thinks he knows me from. But he was right. From that text alone, I wouldn't have known who the text was from since I don't have his personal cell phone number in my contacts. So, he followed up with another text letting me know this was from him—Mateo—and that he didn't mean to spook me."

Holding, his wife's gaze for a moment, Noah refrained from frowning as he reached his hand out and she handed him the phone. He read the two texts to himself.

Insane? Clutching the phone a little tighter and swallowing back the annoyance, Noah read the next text.

The texts were a reminder of something he hadn't even thought about since he'd rushed out of that doctor's office days ago. Glancing up at Roni, Noah peered at her. "That day at his office he called you Roni. You know this guy outside his office?"

"No." She shook her head then shrugged. "When we were discussing Jack, it felt a little too formal to hear him call me Mrs. Quintanilla, especially after he'd insisted I call him by his first name. So, I told him to just call me Veronica, or better yet Roni, since it's what everyone calls me."

"And now he's texting you?"

Roni's brows furrowed. "Babe, it's the first I've heard from him since the visit. It's the last thing we discussed before I walked out that day."

"But he's been thinking about it—you—this whole time."

"Are you seriously going there with this?" Roni asked with a questioning smirk.

"Read the text again, Roni. It's been driving him insane." Aware he was likely making too much of it, Noah put her phone down and pulled her to him, rubbing his ready-to-go cock against her thigh. "You remember this guy from ESU?"

"Yes." Roni pressed against him, giggling when he pulled away to look her in the eyes. "It was just a one-nighter." She yelped loudly when Noah squeezed her ass cheek. "Didn't mean anything!"

Flipping her over, Noah got on his knees behind her, pulling her ass up in the air and slapping it lightly. "I don't remember him from anywhere!" she screeched between laughs.

Glad he'd locked the door, Noah shushed her before teasing her opening with the tip of his cock. "I'll respond to this guy as soon as I'm done with you."

"No, you will not," Roni said, turning back to look at him, wide-eyed.

Plunging deep into her, Noah groaned in sheer ecstasy. He'd meant to take this one slower, but after her apparently hilarious remarks, he slammed into her again and again until he pulled out and came all over back. Served her right. Now they'd have to shower, and he'd continue to punish her to his heart's content under the hot water, if not all night.

Rushing out of the shower, Noah couldn't believe he'd ignored his first and second alarm that morning. Of course, Roni was quick to remind him he had it coming. They'd been up half the night since he'd had such a good excuse to continue her punishment all night.

~*~

Once in the kitchen, ready to run out without any breakfast because he didn't have time, Roni handed him his coffee commuter mug and a toasted bagel with cream cheese to go.

"You're welcome."

"I love you," he said, taking the mug and the bagel from her before kissing her. He stopped to inhale deeply before speaking against her lips. "My pee-pee's sore."

Roni laughed out loud. "It should be! You ridiculous man!"

"You're so mine."

"And you should know this already."

Kissing her one last time, he squeezed her then kissed Jack, who was on his highchair, before rushing away and out the garage door. As he sat in his car, he couldn't help but chuckle at his sore hips. Roni would get a kick out of this for sure. With little Jack keeping them busy most evenings, it'd been a while since they'd had marathon nights back to back. He'd always been in shape, but clearly there were parts of his body he worked out more than others. Touching his achy sides, he decided right then and there that things needed to change.

Noah's phone buzzed just as he was plugging it into the car charger, making him look down at it before starting out of his garage. It was a text from one of his partners, Hector.

Letting his head fall back onto his seat, Noah turned off the car and jumped out. Again, smirking when his sore hips reminded him of the incredible night he'd had with his wife, he rushed back into the house. Roni and Jack were no longer in the kitchen. He figured they were back in his room, getting ready for their Mommy and Me class later that morning.

Rushing through the dining room and into the front room, he slowed when he saw Jack sitting on the sofa with his sippy cup, still in his jammies, watching TV. As soon as Jack saw him, he was on his feet, running toward him with a screech.

"Hey, bud." Noah glanced down at his watch before catching Jack, who leaped into his arms. "Shouldn't you be getting ready? Where's mom?"

Starting toward the bedroom, with his son in his arms, Noah was surprised Roni wasn't already calling out for Jack. She was usually all over it whenever she heard him so much as whine. As he approached the bedroom, he could hear Roni talking but couldn't make out what she was saying until he reached the door.

". . . no, but I did work there for several years. That could—"

She stopped mid-sentence, looking startled when Noah walked into the bedroom. Confused by her reaction to seeing him, Noah peered at her with a smirk as he let Jack down.

"I forgot something," he explained as his eyes went from hers to her phone. "Are you not doing the Mommy and Me thing today?"

"Give me a sec," she said into the phone before addressing Noah, again in that odd demeanor. "Yeah, but they pushed it back to nine today. So, I have some time."

Noah nodded as he walked over to the nightstand, grabbed the paperwork, and turned back to Roni. "I never did get a chance to look through these, did you?"

Holding a finger up for Noah, Roni spoke into her phone again. "Listen. I'll have to talk to you another time." She paused for a moment then spoke again. "No, that's fine. Not a problem at all. You too. No," she said addressing Noah as soon as she was off the phone. "I never got a chance to either."

Frowning, Noah read the top of the first page. "Well, as long as they're faxed before the end of the day, we're good. I'll just have to look through them at the gym."

He kissed Roni softly before heading out the bedroom door. Jack had since run back into the front room. Noah could hear the thumping all the way back in the hallway as he walked out into it.

"Jack," Roni called out. "I hope you're not jumping on the sofa again."

Noah laughed. "You know he is. I was surprised you didn't come running out when he screeched earlier." He turned back to Roni who was walking behind him. "Who were you on the phone with?"

They both winced and turned when they heard the splat and crash in the front room. Jack was sprawled on the floor, his broken sippy cup next to him and chocolate milk all over the floor. As usual, the little brut didn't even cry. He just rubbed his knee and reached for his cup.

"Leave it," Roni warned as she rushed toward him and started her scolding.

It was only then that Jack looked even slightly upset. Noah pouted at him playfully as Roni worked to clean up the mess. "Sorry, bud, I can't help you out of this one. You know better." Folding the papers in his hand, he waited for Roni to stand up so he could kiss her good-bye again. "Aren't those sippy cups supposed to be spill-proof?"

"Spill-proof yes, not—" Her phone dinging on the sofa made Roni pause, but she didn't reach for it. Instead, she turned back to Noah who kissed her. "Not shatter-proof."

"Well, maybe someone should invent a shatter-proof one." Roni's phone dinging again reminded Noah of his earlier inquiry. "Who were you on the phone with earlier?"

He kissed little Jack again and started toward the garage door in an even bigger hurry but didn't catch what Roni said. He turned to her as she continued to pick up pieces of Jack's sippy cup from the floor. He pulled his keys out of his pocket. "Who?"

"Mateo."

Noah stopped in his tracks as what she just said and everything about her odd demeanor since he walked back into the house sank in. Glancing back at her phone for a second, he turned to her again. "Is that him texting you again?"

Roni reached for her phone and read the screen. "No, it's Nellie. We're doing Mommy and Me together today. She's picking me up."

Not sure why this felt like a big deal—but it did—Noah stared at Roni. She was wiping Jack's face now, as Noah's insides began to heat. "Did you wait for me to leave to call him?"

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