*Love scene ahead, you've been warned ;) Also, it's an extended chapter, I'm super descriptive.
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Two months later and 30 pounds lighter Amaiya feels like herself again. His mom had made her way to help take care of the twins after her parents did their three weeks. Chris was in Oklahoma City for a game that night. She teases him by sending her doctor's note.

After, she gets a text reply.

C: You're in a whole world of trouble now, baby doll. I am going to set your soul on fire. When do you want to go to the hotel?"

He was expecting a few days later at the earliest and was shocked when he read her reply,

A: As soon as possible, daddy.

He immediately calls the concierge to book the room.

Amaiya relentlessly teases him through the night. "I have the sexiest outfit ready..." He sighs into the receiver. "You're making this really hard on me, literally baby."

She starts breathing hard and moaning. "Just imagine me there, baby, my hands all over you with yours tied to the bed because I want to have my way with you." She continues describing the fantasy until he starts panting.

"Oh baby, keep talking...I'm going to lose it, keep going..."

Chris arrives home late that night, but he decides to stay at the W the extra night to prolong their encounter.

He sends her a late-night text:

C: What are you doing, my love?

A: I can't stop thinking about you, baby and all the things you're going to do to me tomorrow. Mmm...I hope I can still handle you. It's taking everything in me not to touch myself. I'm so ready, baby...mmm.

He sighs as he rubs himself.

C: Oh baby...you have NO idea. I can't wait to hear your breathing, your moaning, your crying out my name as I bring you over the edge again and again.

The next night Chris sets the stage by having rose petals in the whirlpool tub, the champagne chilling, and room service was set to arrive at 7 pm. His playlist was playing throughout the suite.

Amaiya takes the elevator to the top floor, searching for the Presidential Suite. Once she finds it, she checks her makeup, outfit, and knocks on the door. He answers the door and she bites her lip immediately. He takes her hand, takes her bag, and leads her inside. He places a gentle kiss to hers.

"Wow, baby, you are...stunning."

She smiles into the kiss. "Thank you, baby and you look so sexy."

He takes her jacket revealing a black two-piece dress with a killer split up both sides revealing a mini skirt underneath. She glances back after the reveal to see his jaw dropped.

She continues to walk towards the balcony. "You like?" He doesn't say a word, he just follows behind her. "I thought this was perfect to mourn the death of my post pregnancy virginity."

He laughs, wrapping his arms around her. "Having the twins has been a blessing but it's also very stressful, especially on you. I just wanted two days where I can pamper my wife and make her feel special." She rocks to the beat of the song playing over the speakers. "You always make me feel that way, even when we're in pajamas and covered in spit up, I feel you look at me like I'm the most beautiful girl in the world."

He places his hand on her cheek. "That's because you are. I don't say it to make you feel better, I say it because it's true. To me, you are the most beautiful girl in the world."

He twirls her and brings her back into his arms. "Oh...I'm really surprised you didn't rip my clothes off at the door." He gives her a secondary turn, his hand resting on her backside. He stares into her eyes smiling innocently. "In my mind I've bent you over that table and made love to you twice already and as much as I want that, I want that when you're ready and I'm going to romance you until you're begging me to rip your clothes off and make love to you in every square inch of this suite."

He takes her hand and leads her outside. Against the backdrop of the city was a beautiful dining setup to include a dozen red roses.

After dinner, she pulls a red box from her purse and slides it to him. "I bought you something, it's a thank you for being you, congratulations on being a dad, type of gift."

He takes the box. "You didn't have to buy me anything, but thank you." He opens it to reveal a silver and black watch with diamonds. She smiles as he takes it off the holder. "Read the inscription." He turns the watch over, "To my love, my heart, my soul. Forever yours, Mai." He pulls her into a deep kiss. "Thank you, baby. It's beautiful but I didn't get you anything." She smiles. "I didn't expect anything; this getaway is my gift. You are my gift..."

He leads her back into the living space pulling her into him and he kisses her temple while swaying gently to the beat. She smiles at him. "So how do you plan on topping that wonderful meal?" He dips her, taking her by surprise. His hand slides down her back while he punctuates his reply with kisses. "First a relaxing bath and then a massage." He guides her to the whirlpool, standing behind her and kissing her neck and jawline while slipping the skirt off and pulling the top off, leaving her heels. He pauses, his mouth falls open.

"Of course, you weren't wearing anything underneath. Damn..."

She smiles while shaking her head, slipping off her heels and immersing herself in the bubbling rose water. She pulls her hair up off her shoulders, glancing over.

"So... you going to just watch because I can give you something to watch and I guarantee you won't be on that side for long."

She caresses her breasts, licking her lips. He bites his lip before stripping down and joining her. He sits down and she settles between his legs leaning down kissing him softly, her hands wrapped around his neck, pushing her body against his. He pulls back and she is breathless.

"Baby...why'd you stop? I need this...I want this, all I want to do is feel you. I need you to take care of me." She moans in his ear. "Please, baby. I need you..."

He sighs hard and rubs his hands across his face. "Let me bathe and massage you then I can make you mine." She turns around and he begins bathing her back working his way all over.

Once bathed, she turns around. "Thank you, that was amazing."

He takes her hands. "And now, the massage." Chris towel dries her before laying her on the bed. He wraps himself in a towel. He uses a lavender infused oil starting at her shoulders working his way down.

"Ohhh, that feels so good, baby. Mmm...sooo good."

He uses light pressure to work out her knots in her shoulders working his way down her back. She moans, "Kiss me all over, please..." He obliges, placing feather light kisses over the areas already worked. She sighs, looking back watching him as he makes his way lower.

He instructs her to flip over. "You know the second you touch my breasts it's all over..." Her hand wanders down in between her legs and she gives him full view as she slowly rubs in a circular motion. She arches her back to the feeling.

"Mmm, I haven't been able to touch myself for so long, haven't been able to feel you all over me, teasing me relentlessly, especially..." Her fingers slow down. "...mmm here...oh, I need to feel you in every way possible."

He hovers over her, his lips barely touching hers, she inhales sharply anticipating his kiss but he doesn't move. "I've been waiting for this moment since you gave birth. I just want to relish in your want from me."

She moans. "I need you, baby...I need you so bad, I've missed you so much."

She takes his hand placing it between her legs. The initial feeling is overwhelming, his fingers moving slow as he brings his fingers back to his lips, licking them slowly. His entire body shudders.

"How is it even possible you taste sweeter than before, my god baby I've never wanted you so bad in my entire life, damn. Give me permission, tell me how much you want me, how much you really need me."

She pulls him in for a deep kiss and licks her lips seductively. "With every thrust of you against me I don't want to think about anything except you inside me...touch me like you never have before."

She moans to him gently stroking her, gasping, arching her back instantly.
"Mmm, slower, baby, it feels so good..."

He adds his tongue to the equation. "Oh Chris...deeper, baby, deeper."

She moans as he speeds up the rhythm, causing her to rock her hips against him. Her breathe quickens. "More, baby, more...please."

Chris picks her up and she wraps her legs around him, he doesn't connect, teasing her as he rubs against her. He slams her against the wall. She gasps as his tongue circles her nipples over and over until she can't take it anymore. He kisses them and then he sighs.

His expression was a combination of worry and absolute need for her. "Are you sure? I don't want to rush you or this." She reaches down stroking him, his eyes close as he sighs and then moans loudly. "I've never been so sure of anything in my life. I want it, I need it, I need you, baby. Please..." Her begging causes a rush of heat through his body and he finally connects, slowly.

She gasps, overwhelmed by the feeling. "Oh Chris, go slower, please...mmm." He rocks against her, he can't contain his moans. "Damn, I missed feeling you. You're so tight, baby." She looks him in the eye. "Mmm hmm...there, right there, don't stop."

He carries her to the dining room table, clearing a place to lay her down, she giggles at the chaos he is causing, the cold wood counteracting the heat coursing through her. He kisses his way down.

"Oh, baby I'm going to enjoy you like you're my last meal and devour you."

He kisses every inch of her as she runs her fingers through his hair, coaxing him lower. He pauses to sit down, he slides her to the edge of the table. "Mmm, I'm ready for dessert."

She pouts "But we haven't finished the main course yet, you just teased me...I need more, you felt so good..."

He smiles. "Patience, my love. As much as I would love to bend you over and take it, it would be over before we start."

She sighs "But we'd go again, please, you're torturing me. I want that...I want you to be dominant, bend me over the table and take it. Oh my god that sounds so good." He looks at her between her legs, her breathing heavy. She caresses her breasts, her fingers wandering down. He interlaces the wandering hand with his before delving in deep into her.

Her reaction was shock before she moans into his movements. "Yes, baby...yes..." She tries to catch her breath but every time he finds a way to take it away.

After only a few minutes of foreplay, she has climaxed twice, and he was working on a third.
"Stop, baby...please. I can't..."

He pulls back smiling and she sits up on the table, panting. His eyes meet hers as he strokes up and down biting his lip, his breathing becomes labored. She watches his every movement as she slowly slides off the table and straddles his lap but doesn't sit all the way down. His arms wrap around her waist as she settles onto him, she immediately gasps, she has to ease herself slowly.

"Wow...is it possible you've gotten bigger?" She yelps as she eases on and he smiles.

"Only because I've been waiting for you all this time. It has been over a week since you wrapped those gorgeous lips around me."

One final thrust from him and she gasps before moaning. "Mmm, yes..." She faces him as she moves up and down. She stares at him and he places his hands on the small of her back guiding her.

"Baby, oh...baby. Ride me harder, baby...faster. Don't stop, right there..." He takes over the pace speeding up then slowing down. Driving her senses wild, just as she would come close he would slow down, relentlessly teasing her.

"Chris..." Her moans fill the room. She breaks the silence when he rubs his thumb against her causing her entire body to shake. She has a concerned look on her face.

"Do you want me to stop?" She rocks faster and her moans more aggressive. "No, don't stop...right there, I'm...don't..." She grips the seat as her entire body becomes flushed in pleasure and she screams out. Every single muscle tensing up in her body. She continues rocking after her climax, her breathing shallow, she starts an intense make out session. He runs his hands up and down her back. "Hmm, so how did that feel?" He smiles devilishly.

"It was amazing, you were amazing. And... we're not done yet." She takes his hand and leads him into the kitchen.

He licks his lips in intrigue. "I like where this is going."

She pushes him against the counter in front of the fridge. She kisses him passionately for a minute, his arms wrapping around her, spanking her while turning her around, pressing her against the kitchen counter as he gains control. He picks her up and places her on the counter. He opens to a fully stocked fridge. He reaches in to grab a bowl of fruit and a can of whipped cream. He peruses the freezer while she nibbles on the fruit.

"Jackpot!"

He pulls a carton of French vanilla ice cream out and grins. He almost drops the carton as he watches her take a strawberry, trace it from her lips down to her sweet spot, circling around, pushing in deep and then pulling it out causing her to moan as she places it to his lips. "Mmm..." He bites it. "You taste like honey, baby." He eats the remainder and licks her fingers.

He opens the ice cream, dipping his finger in the container. She takes that finger into her mouth, her lips warm, her tongue swirling around it. He takes some and places it on her lips, immediately taking her lips into his. She giggles as she pulls away, taking the whipped cream and spraying wildly in his direction. He takes it from her spraying her as well.

He sets down the can and she laughs. "Oh my god, what do we do? It's everywhere."

He stands between her legs, kissing and licking the whipped cream off her. "Well, I'm going to lick every drop off you."

She giggles wildly as his tongue tickles her all over. He takes some and taps it on her nose followed by his kiss. "Mmm, baby...my entire body needs you." He smiles as he continues licking off the cream. She smiles, licking her lips. "You clean up this mess and meet me in the shower." He pushes her against the fridge kissing her lips, neck, and wherever he could until she pushes him away.

"Cleanup, then more fun...in the shower." She places one final kiss, he tries to extend it, but she pulls back. He can't help but stare as she walks away. "The sooner you clean up the faster you'll be in here with me." He hears the water running and her singing to the playlist. He quickly finishes cleaning and heads to the bathroom.

The bathroom was beautifully surrounded in marble. The focal point, the shower, had a rain forest setup. He comes in as she is rinsing her hair after washing the whipped cream from it. He slips through the door and closes it he watches her for a few moments.

He was in awe of this woman who not too long ago birthed his first-born children. She had loved him and backed him as he set out to achieve his lifelong goals, she was his protector and biggest supporter, she was his girl, she was his wife.

When she turns around she is startled to see him. "Jeez, I almost screamed bloody murder, why are you just standing there?"

He shifts his weight. "Can I not watch my beautiful wife take a shower? I was just thinking how fortunate I really am to have you, you've given me so much, but I feel like I haven't even come close to giving you the same. Be honest with me, do I make you happy?"

For a moment she sees a flash of disappointment in his eyes. She pulls him into the water and places her hand on his face. "Hey, of course you make me happy. I am so happy to know that you're coming home to me, that you're excited to spend time with me and our babies, and that you just love me, no one else makes me feel the way you do. It takes my breath away every time..." She interlaces her hand with his and steps closer. "You make me so happy. I'm so proud to be your wife, your #1 fan, the mother of your children, don't ever doubt how important you are to me. I love you, Christopher Michael Powell. You are the man of my dreams."

They share a laugh and a kiss. "That was so sappy but thank you I just needed to know. I'm always away and sometimes I sit in my room after the game and wonder if I am doing the right thing, my priority is to keep you happy, safe, and most importantly, loved. Thank you, you are my rock. I love you, Amaiya Nicole Powell."

As he kisses her she brings his hand down between her legs. "Please...please..." His fingers knowingly take over, giving her exactly what she wanted. Her breathing picks up as she moans into his kisses, as he leans back slightly.

"Tell me how you want it."

Her breathing erratic. "Just like that, baby. Don't stop..."

He keeps their bodies centered under the shower head as he goes deeper, taking her breathe away. He moves super slow watching her react to the motion. She turns around, facing away from him and he continues kissing her neck and shoulders as her hand wanders down his body.

He slides into her and she gasps at the feeling. "Ooh...yes..." She bites her lip while looking back at him, water cascading over her body, the steam fogging up the glass walls of the shower. He quickly kisses her.

"Right there, baby?" He watches her reaction as he slowly moves in and out. Her knees start to buckle, he holds her close to him, running his hand up and down, teasing her by gliding over her breasts repeatedly.

"Keep teasing me..." He finally runs his fingers across them repeatedly, circling them and rubbing them between his fingers as he kisses her deeply.

"Oh...oh god...don't stop, right there...I think I'm going.... going to...oh my god, yes." He kisses her and she walks over to the towel rack grabbing two for herself, tossing the other for him.

He kisses her temple, walking in tandem to the living room. He sits across the sofa, one leg on the floor and he pulls her down, wrapping his arms around her as she giggles. She takes his hand, admiring their wedding bands together. She turns around wrapping her arms around him, resting her head on his toned stomach.

"Mmm...can we stay like this forever?" She sighs as he brushes her hair away.

"Baby, you would miss CJ and Riley after the 2nd day which is why I only scheduled this for two days. I know you already miss them, I can see it in your eyes."

She sighs burying her head into him. "Ahh...I do I miss my little ones already, but I can handle one more day before I start crying. Who knew you could love someone instantly after one glance?"

He looks down. "I did..." His reply causes a big smile. "Smooth..."

Later, Amaiya wakes up noticing that they fell asleep on the couch.

She laughs "Just like new parents to fall asleep during the romance." She looks for the time. "It's only 1 a.m." She doesn't move much trying not to wake him, just yet. She watches him sleep, he always slept with one leg bent, foot touching his other knee and an arm above his head, she thought it was always super cute.

"You know I can feel when you're staring at me when I sleep." He opens his eyes to focus on hers. She smiles guiltily. "But, it's totally hot, like, makes me want to rip off my clothes.... or my towel, hot."

He smiles. "I think you should go with your instinct, matter of fact...let me help you." He tugs at her towel letting it fall off her body. She lays back on the opposite side of the couch.

"Let's play a little game first...let's see how long you can watch me." Before he asks, she lets her legs fall open while biting her finger.

Immediately he has a problem and he grimaces. "This is totally unfair. There's no way I'll be able to watch you do anything right now without wanting to make you mine..."

She shakes her head. "You're not even trying, baby. Try..."

Her finger trails off her lip to her nipples, teasing them gently, she moans. "Mmm..." She stares at him with her bedrooms eyes as she gasps. He finds himself biting his lip watching her every move.

His hand starts to wander, and she stops him. "Oh no, you just have to watch." He pouts. "You just want to torture me, don't you?" Just as he says that, she licks her thumb, rubbing just the outside.

She rocks to the motion. "May...be. Oh, baby, it's all over my fingers." She licks her lips while adding another finger. She notices him gripping the couch, he's squirming slightly. She lets her head fall back as she speeds up the motion, her gasps and moans echo throughout the suite, her body flinching at her own touch, screaming for him to enter her. "Okay, I don't want to play anymore, I concede, I need you baby...please...please."

He slides in instantly holding her leg on his shoulder. His movements were aggressive as he puts his hand over her throat. She rakes her fingernails down his arm as he speeds up. She can't speak, every thrust overwhelming.

He slows the pace. "Why...why'd you stop? I want it just like that. Don't slow down, please." He proceeds back to his original speed.

She grips his arm that is wrapped around her throat, gently squeezing. "There...there, right there, I'm almost..." She suddenly arches her back causing him to speed up as they climax together. He collapses on top of her and she kisses his forehead.

"Wow..."

He nods. "Damn, you felt so good, baby, I couldn't hold back." She laughs "Yeah." He tousles her hair. "I wish I could have gone longer." She shrugs her shoulders. "Well, you know exactly what to do to start my engine, just...start here..."

She kisses him gently and places his hand to her breast, he teases her nipples while working all over her spots before she's moaning to the movements of his fingers. She looks him in the eyes as she bites her lip. Her head falls back against his chest as she starts breathing heavily. He watches as her breasts move up and down, he can't resist rubbing and kissing them as her moaning becomes louder.

"Yes...yes...right there...again...again..." He kisses her over and over adding to the fire within her.

She sighs, "Oh baby, I can't take much more...please...take me..." She turns around and places kisses all over his face, her hands canvassing his chest, raking up and down. She bites his lip and pulls his hair as she rocks against his lap. He groans after she lets go.

She pulls him from the couch and heads for the bedroom, he walks backwards to the bed as she kisses him frantically. The back of his knees hit the bed at the same time she pushes him, he splays out on the bed. He quickly grabs her and pulls her on top of him. She giggles as he pulls her as close as he possibly could.

He pauses to just look her in the eye and he visibly sighs, brushing her hair away from her face. "What's wrong?" She questions.

He shakes his head, pulling her in for a deep, passionate kiss. "Absolutely nothing. Everything is perfect, my life's perfect, my children are perfect, you, my love are my perfection. I'm just so lucky ."

She kisses him with a wide smile. "I think I'm the lucky one, I love you, my wonderful, wonderful husband." He smiles devilishly.

"Now that we got all that mushy stuff out of the way, hop on, daddy's ready." She rolls her eyes as she leans forward to kiss him. He rolls over with her under him now, sliding in slowly, taking her breath away. His movements slow and calculating.

"Mmm, baby why do you have to feel so good?" He moans as he pushes and pulls her against him. She holds onto his arm as he moves digging her fingernails into him. He kisses her trailing his lips down her neck.

"Say it...tell me, baby..."

She gasps before she moans. "Oh, Chris...yes...just...like that. Don't stop..."