Sexual activity

"Can't we just stay home?" Lindsey whined, watching Stevie put her earrings in. She turned around, fully made up, hair flowing like a sheet of gold down her back.

"There are people waiting for us."

"I hate parties. We just had a Christmas party then days later I have to go to some Hollywood thing? No thanks. You can go if you want, but I am parking my ass on the sofa and watching Dick Clark until I fall asleep."

"Honey, you won't be watching Dick Clark."

"And why not?" he asked, hand on his hip.

"He's dead. I think your choices are Carson Daily and Ryan Seacrest now." Stevie turned around, powdering her nose.

"Good grief!" Stevie saw Lindsey roll his eyes behind her, a crooked smile pulling at the corners of her lips. "At least I have my friends Jose Cuervo and Captain Morgan to keep me company."

"No you don't, I gave them to the kids, well, Amber for a party."

"All my booze? What about yours?"

"I also contributed a bottle of wine."

"Gee, thanks."

"Listen, Mr Grumpy Pants, if you really feel that way about the party, don't go. I will just have to find some other outstandingly gorgeous man to dance with me all night long." Stevie raised an eyebrow and Lindsey's mouth fell open.

"You wouldn't."

"I'd have to. I don't want to be lonely, Linds. I'll have to have someone keep my mind off my broken heart."

"Fine." He threw up his hands and trudged off to the closet.

"And not the same suit from Christmas." He huffed and she giggled.

"I really, really, really don't want to go. I don't want to have to entertain. I want to stay in with my wife and enjoy her presence."

"Doing what exactly?" Stevie leaned out the door and he gave her a devilish look. "Never mind."

He chuckled. "Come on, Steph. On Christmas Eve, we weren't alone. We had a straggler again, then the following day all three of our children were here. Then the next day you went shopping with Ella..."

"Okay, you're right. We have had company almost everyday for a week."

"Yeah, and I don't want to see anyone for the next 24 hours except you."

"But what will everyone say? We were invited, people are expecting us."

"Who cares? I thought we were old enough not to give two shits anymore. We're sev—" Stevie gave him a pointed look. "Of a certain age."

"So do we tell them we're not coming?"

"Nope. You can just stop getting ready, I'll pop some popcorn, we'll kick back and just relax."

"Do you think they'll wonder where we are?" Stevie bit her lip.

"Can you stop doing that? Why do we care? I want to spend every second of this night, into the new year with you. You want to spend time with me, don't you?" Stevie nodded, still looking rather apprehensive. "Then let's just relax. Don't worry about anything other than what movie to put on the tv or what incense to burn." She smiled and he leaned forward to kiss her.

"You're sure?" Lindsey stroked her face, leaning against the door frame of their bathroom. "You're not just doing this to get out of getting ready?" He shrugged and she giggled.

"Okay, you win, Mr Buckingham."

"Wait, what was that? Did you just say I won?"

She swatted at him. "Don't get a big head about it!"

"In 40-something years I have never actually won a single fight. I guess it's true what they say, I just get better with age."

"They say that about wine, and right now you're a little more like cheese."

"What do they say about cheese?" Lindsey asked and Stevie pat his cheek, watching the realization wash over him. "Hey, that's not nice!"

"What are you going to do about it? Punish me?" Stevie asked seductively and Lindsey has no words. As she stood in front of him in her silk robe, hair and makeup done, he wondered what lie beneath the sensual fabric.

"Where's your dress?"

"Closet"

He scanned her body. "So you're...?"

"Mm-hmm"

He extended a hand and gripped her hip, pulling her into his body. Her arms went around his neck, raising onto her tiptoes to kiss him. He massaged her curves, slipping a hand between them to untie her robe. Their kisses became sloppy and she placed a hand on his chest. "Change your mind?"

"No. Wait here." Stevie gave him a quick peck, tying her robe back up and racing downstairs. He had a raging erection and he smoothed himself through his jeans, sitting on the bed. He turned on the rarely used television in their room, the New Year's Eve programs already in full swing. The moment she came back in the room, he muted it. "Care to do the honors?" she asked, handing him a bottle of champagne. He quirked an eyebrow. "Oh! I forgot glasses! I'll be right back." She moved to get up but he pulled her back.

"Uh-uh, won't be necessary." He stood to pop the cork and he did so expertly. Stevie clapped for him and he took a small bow.

"My hero!" she said, kissing his cheek. "Forty one years and I'm still so crazy about you."

"I'm crazy about you too, Stevie." Her eyes narrowed with lust, and she kissed him passionately, taking the bottle from him and knocking him to the bed. She straddled him, pulling her robe open and letting it fall to the floor by the bed. She fumbled with his jeans with one hand before he helped her slide them off, his hips lifting beneath her.

"I love you." she said, taking a swig of the champagne straight from the bottle.

"I love you too." he told her. "Forever."

"Forever" she repeated, handing him the bottle. He half sat up and took a large drink as well. A soft moan escaped her lips, watching the bubbly liquid drip down his chin and onto the neck of his tee shirt. She licked the alcohol from his chin as soon as the bottle was set down and he chuckled.

"Stephanie" His voice was low and gruff. She could feel him building back up again beneath her. She moved her lips over his, teasing him. "Stop it" he said.

"You don't want me?"

"I want you too much." The dirty laugh he loved so much filled his senses and he couldn't wait anymore. He held her close and flipped them over so he was on top. "Don't move" he told her, getting up to take off his shirt and boxers. She raised onto her elbows to watch him undress, biting her lip. Her hair was already mussed up and he groaned. "God, you're sexy."

"You are, Linds." He descended upon her, kissing her neck. She pulled him back up to her face and captured his lips passionately, her hands working feverishly over his back muscles and sides. She could still taste the sweet champagne as she kissed down his neck and his chest.

"Mmm...you smell good." He told her, holding her hair in his fist.

"So do you. Sweet and delicious." His eyes grew smoky with arousal and when she looked into his eyes, she knew he was up to something. He smirked at her and grabbed the bottle of champagne, pouring the tiniest amount onto her skin before licking and kissing away all evidence. Her breathing shallowed in anticipation, her eyes fixed on his. He poured a little more, sucking and nibbling her skin, trailing his kisses down her stomach. He touched her, immediately knowing how turned on she was by his actions. She rose up onto her elbows again to watch him. He brushed over her lips, letting two fingers slip between her folds. She felt back to the bed with an intoxicating moan, breathing more heavily now as he smeared her arousal over her sensitive and throbbing bud. He spread her thighs and kissed her, sending a shiver up her spine. He held onto her hip as he feasted between her legs. He alternated between lapping at her wetness and sucking her clit, feeling creative and inspired by her soft, enchanting arias. His hands moved to her thighs, pinning them to the sides as she fought to close them. He knew she was close. She had no poker face in the bedroom. She groped her own breasts and ran her hands through her hair, her chest heaving as if she may hyperventilate. "Linds!" she whimpered as he swirled his tongue over her bud again. Her thighs shook and she came, her fingers always seeing to find and knot into his silver curls. "Kiss me" He slithered up her body, placing wet kisses all over her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips, slipping her tongue into his mouth.

"Mmm." he moaned, his hand guiding himself toward her entrance. She held him close as he pushed inside of her, filling her to the hilt. She groaned and whimpered still sensitive from her previous climax. She was teetering on the edge of another unraveling already, he could see it in her eyes. His thrusts were deep and determined. He ached for his release, kneading her soft skin in his strong, skillful hands. The rough, calloused nature of his fingertips mixing with the silkiness of her creamy white skin was enough to drive them both over the edge, yet he persisted. He lay flat on top of her, trailing his hands over her arms and pinning them above her. Their fingers laced together as he slammed into her repeatedly. Her sounds were becoming like whispers in his ear. Their hearts beat together as they rose to crescendo together. Their bodies were hot and sweaty, pressing kisses anywhere they could reach.

"I love you" she whispered.

"I love you more."

"Impossible" she replied breathlessly. He kissed her hair, then her forehead, settling a little lower to kiss her lips before dismounting. He lay beside her and accidentally hit the remote, unmuting the television.

"Five, four, three, two, one! Happy New Year!"

Stevie turned her head to look at her husband and rose up to kiss his lips, a hand cupping his cheek. A soft smile appeared on her face as she pulled away ever so slightly.

"Our best year yet." he told her.

"You say that every year."

"I know, but only because every year with you gets better and better. I think it can't be topped, then..." She suddenly kissed him again, her upper half laying directly on his. Her arm wrapped around his neck and their lips lingered for several moments.

"Happy New Year, Lindsey."

"Happy New Year, Steph." She laid her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as her breathing evened out. He stroked her hair, the softness of her lengthy locks being the last thing he remembered before drifting off to sleep with his loving wife in his arms.

A/N: And that's it! The New Year's Eve portion is finished which means this two part one shot is finished. I'm still not sure if it's really a thing but I loved writing this. Thank you all for reading, voting and commenting on the first part and I really hope you like this one. I know it's coming out way before NYE but I want to try to update some of my other stories before 2018.