Free AloneatLast by Caitlyn Willows

Chapter One
     
    Jill Osbourne cut the Saab’s engine. Silence descended. No
birds chirping, no neighbors yelling, no dogs barking, no kids bursting from
the house to welcome her home with tight hugs and sticky kisses.
    Royce must have them corralled. Thank god. It’d been
one hell of a day. Much as she loved her kids, she wasn’t quite ready to be
inundated with the cacophony home life had become of late.
    The family van sat next to her car in the garage. It looked
spotless. Royce’d had the day off—a luxury Jill rarely knew and resented more
than she could say—and it looked as if he’d put the time to good use. She felt
guilty for being so bitchy about him having free time when she didn’t.
    Thanks, honey. It looked as if he’d also mowed the
lawn. How he managed that with two kids to wrangle… Magic man. He’d
worked miracles and surprises in the intimate portion of their lives too, so
she’d leave him to his secrets and wonder what else he had in store for
tonight. Dinner? The kids in bed by eight? A long soak in a sea of bubbles?
    A woman can dream, can’t she?
    Today, their ninth anniversary, she’d been stuck with a
trial. A case she’d lost, and she wasn’t the least bit sorry about it. Her
client deserved what he got, or rather, what he didn’t get.
    Bastard.
    She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the seat,
trying to drown out the hate that had poured from the man’s mouth. A constant
diatribe against his soon-to-be ex-wife.
    A tap on the window snapped her upright. Royce stood beside
the car, wearing a smile, black satin pajama bottoms, and a hard-on. Clearly,
he’d found someone to watch the kids for a bit and planned a play date of his
own with Jill.
    Looked as if her day just got better.
    His dark-brown hair was wet, but combed into place. Tiny
droplets clung to his shoulders, holding tight against movement that would send
them cascading down his smooth chest. Jill licked her lips, imagining the taste
of his sun-burnished skin as her tongue followed the trickle all the way up.
He’d gasp, clutch her head and sear a kiss into her soul. Jill could almost
feel strong hands roaming her skin, delving into her body, making her come.
    She hooked her purse straps and opened the door. Her
overloaded briefcase could stay on the floor of the car. They might not have
been able to plan a trip, but she would make damn sure work wouldn’t interfere
with their anniversary night.
    Royce pulled the door open and extended one hand to her.
“We’re alone at last. My parents have the kids for the weekend.” His brown eyes
sparkled. Heat shimmered off him and curled around Jill. Her body came alive
with the possibilities now stretched before them.
    Oh yes, my day is a whole lot better.
    “Does it make me a bad parent that I’m giddy at the news?”
She slipped her hand into his, tugging it up nice and close.
    “Does it make me a bad parent that I shuttled them
off right after breakfast?” Royce anchored her to him. His hot cock burned
through her navy-blue suit and branded her skin. One nudge seated his thigh
between hers. The urge to ride it to orgasm was almost too much to resist. It’d
been too long since they’d been adventurous.
    Jill brushed her fingers over his smooth cheek. He’d shaved
for her and she couldn’t help but wonder what other parts of his body might
have seen the razor. Then she wished she could say the same. “I’ll bet they ran
squealing to your mom’s car.”
    “Shot out the door like bullets. The weekend is ours. We
might be parents but we still have that extra-special fire down below.” He squeezed
her butt cheek. “It’s time we quenched it. Starting right now. You need to be
fucked good and proper. Need to come until you’re spent enough to sleep the
day, then come some more. And this tight ass of yours…”
    He landed a hard smack over her backside. Jill gasped,
rubbed her belly over his cock, and felt her pussy start to cream at the feel
of his hard