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  Rekindle the Flame

  Robby Mills

  Elly Stine’s sex life has been coasting along in neutral until the slip of a tipsy tongue sets her and husband Josh on a journey of new discovery. After twenty-plus years of marriage, who knew there would be more to learn? Not simply about each other, but about themselves as well. Elly had no clue public sex would turn her on and Josh is more than eager to take on the role of Master. Each step they take with their sexual play opens them up and releases hotter, more daring desires.

  Solidly rooted in their relationship, the two advance toward Elly’s ultimate secret fantasy. Who said getting older wasn’t any fun?

  A Romantica® erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

  Rekindle the Flame

  Robby Mills

  Chapter One

  Elly Stine tapped her fingers against the steering wheel as she sat in bumper-to-bumper traffic. The flashing lights in the distance said she’d be here a while. Quietly she hoped no one had been hurt in the accident, but her selfish side wanted to get home.

  Why? she wondered. Why be in a hurry to repeat the same dull routine she’d been numbly moving through for years now? Walk through the door, drop her purse, head to the kitchen and start supper. Help with homework, set the table, eat, wash the dishes, flop on the couch and drift off to sleep next to her husband.

  Elly blew out a frustrated breath. She loved her family with all her heart. Her two teens were her life and she’d do anything for her husband Josh. Partners through thick and thin, they’d weathered almost every type of scenario a married couple could find themselves in. These days, though, things were very thin, and not money-wise. No, they lived within a budget, had money in the bank and both worked good jobs. Their relationship, though, had become as thin as worn sheets.

  They used to make time for each other, romantic overnight getaways, locking the bedroom door for a quickie, sexual innuendos that no one understood but them. Simple things that seemed to have gotten lost in the day-to-day grind of life. She missed them. Missed him.

  Two weeks ago they did get out to a party given by one of Josh’s fellow employees. An enjoyable evening of good food, good conversation and cocktails. On the ride home she and Josh laughed about a conversation one couple, slightly tipsy, had started. Role-playing in the bedroom. Elly listened intently, sipping a Long Island iced tea, her fourth of the evening. Both would write down a scenario they’d like to try, toss it in a bowl and once a week they’d pull one out.

  The couple swore it kept their relationship fresh. Both had the opportunity to try something new without fear of ridicule from their partner. They also claimed it helped them learn more about each other. Although how a couple who’d been married for twenty-two years didn’t already know everything there could be to know didn’t make sense to her.

  Josh asked her on the way home if she’d like to try anything new. With four Long Islands in her, Elly’s lips and mind were freer than they should have been. Oh, she babbled out her most secret fantasy as if reciting a favorite old recipe. Josh never said anything, only listened. Nearing the end of her triple-X-rated rant she realized maybe it hadn’t been such a good idea to voice something so utterly disturbing.

  With her mind sloppy on alcohol, she never thought about Josh’s feelings being hurt. Not every man could handle hearing his wife of over twenty years secretly wanted to be gang-banged while he watched. Elly rolled her eyes and felt her face warm. She was never touching alcohol again.

  Josh never brought it up and she tiptoed around him for three days, waiting for him to use it against her in some way. He still could, but things simply rolled along as normal. Normal, boring and unsatisfying. Her life.

  And how selfish of her. Maybe Josh wasn’t satisfied either? Suppose he wanted to do something wild and wicked? Did she ask? No. He could feel just as trapped and bored.

  That thought made her heart palpitate slightly. They needed to talk about this. She needed to assure him she wasn’t bored with him, simply their mundane life. Elly groaned. No, she needed to keep her mouth shut and not open a can of worms she’d never get closed again.

  Traffic started to move and suddenly she wanted to get home. Maybe she’d make Josh’s favorite meal, throw in an apple pie for dessert and perhaps give him an extra late-night treat after the kids were off to bed. He liked it when she gave him a blowjob. She never felt up to it by the time they dragged themselves to bed.

  Well, it was Friday night and they didn’t have any sports to attend tomorrow or work-related issues. She could force herself to stay awake to please him and then sleep in. Hell, she’d forgo sleeping in if it meant showing Josh she loved him the way he was and wouldn’t trade him for the world.

  By the time she pulled into her driveway she’d convinced herself that the rut they’d fallen into had to be her fault. She didn’t initiate sex anymore, he did. And what did she do when he did? Acted as if she was doing him a huge favor by putting out. God, it was a wonder the man hadn’t gone running yet.

  Elly rushed through the front door, dropped her purse on the small table in the hall and headed straight for the kitchen. Her son and daughter were already sitting at the table, heads buried in books.

  “Dad called, said to tell you he’d bring supper home,” her son Blake muttered.

  “Oh.” Elly closed the fridge and frowned. He never did that. “Does he have to go somewhere?”

  “Don’t know.”

  “Mom, help me with this,” her daughter whined.

  Elly sat down next to Christa and next thing she knew Josh walked through the door. He carried two fast-food bags in his hand. Only two?

  “Hey, babe,” he said, and then kissed the top of her head. “Here ya go, kids. Eat up.”

  Blake and Christa dug in, praising their dad for the greasy hamburgers and extra-large fries. Elly watched, a bit confused. What were they going to eat?

  “I take it from the look on your face Blake didn’t give you the entire message.” Josh loosened his tie. “You and I are going out tonight.”

  “Oh. No, he didn’t tell me that.”

  “Forgot,” Blake spoke around a mouthful of hamburger.

  “Do you have a meeting with someone?” Elly started thinking about what she’d wear.

  “No.” Josh took her hand and pulled her from the chair.

  “What’s going on?” she asked, following her husband up the stairs.

  “I’m taking you out for the evening.” He pulled her into the bedroom and shut the door. “It’s been a while since we took any time for ourselves.” He reached around and lowered the zipper on her dress.

  “Where are we going?”

  Josh pushed her dress off her shoulders and let it fall to her feet. Next he popped her left breast from her bra cup and lightly pinched her nipple. Shots of pleasure raced through her body. What the hell had gotten into him?

  “Anywhere you want to go.” He leaned down and flicked her nipple with his tongue and then sucked it hard.

  Elly gasped, gripped his head and held him to her. Oh, she loved when he did that. Warm liquid gathered, making her slick and dizzy.

  “My only request is,” he mumbled around her nipple, “wear a dress and no underwear.”

  His hand gripped her panties at her waist and jerked. Material ripped and her breath ceased. He’d never done that before. She liked it. Wet heat eased forth, dampening her outer pussy lips. Her thighs quivered in anticipation.

  “Who are you and what have you done with my husband?” she inquired between thrilling gasps of pleasure.

  “It’s been far too long since I’ve had you the way I want you,” he answered with a growl in his voice. Josh cupped her pussy and slipped a finger between her lips. “Already wet for me.”


  Wet and ready. Her eyes rolled back in her head when he added another finger and started pumping them in and out. “Josh, that feels good.”

  “It’ll feel better when I fuck you.”

  “Yes.” That’s what she wanted. Right now. Hard and fast. The way they used to fuck before the kids came along. “Fuck me, Josh.”

  He wrapped her shoulder-length blonde hair around his hand, jerked her head back and crushed her mouth with his. His tongue stabbed between her lips, invaded her with hot need. The pinch of pain on her scalp made her pussy hotter, her breasts ache and her nipples harden.

  Josh pulled away suddenly. “Get on the bed, Elly. Spread your legs.” He gave her a soft shove and she allowed herself to fall back.

  When she tried to remove her heels, he shook his finger at her. “Leave them on.”

  Elly did as instructed, pulled her knees high and spread her legs wide. The cool air of the room felt good on her slick, hot pussy. It made her clit throb, begging for attention. Elly decided to show it some love and maybe tease Josh a little at the same time.

  As he unbuttoned his shirt, she reached between her legs and flicked the little swollen nub. Electric currents ran through her system. It had been so long since she felt this sexual high and all it took was a little attention from her man.

  Josh removed his shirt, tossed it aside and then started unbuckling his belt. Elly’s gaze settled on his chest and abs. He wasn’t as ripped as he used to be, but at forty he still had defined abs and a hard chest.

  “Keep rubbing that pretty little clit,” he demanded. “I want to suck on it, eat you out and make you scream.”

  His words made her shiver with delight. Since the kids were born he’d stopped talking dirty to her and she never realized how much she missed that. The mental foreplay was as hot as the physical for her.

  Josh opened his pants, lowered his boxers and Elly saw stars. His fully erect cock sprang free, bobbing as if waving to her. He hadn’t been this hard in years. “God, Josh,” she whispered and then licked her lips.

  “I’ve been thinking about fucking you all day, Elly. Feeling your wet cunt tight around my cock.” He shoved his pants down and then stepped out, leaving him totally, gloriously naked.

  Her man still looked hot after all these years. She knew that. Saw him naked nearly every day. Tonight though, he was hard all over, testosterone surging through his system. His balls bunched tight and his cock rearing its engorged head, ready to take what it wanted. She missed this man, craved him.

  Josh stepped forward, kneeled down and kissed the inside of her thigh. Elly moved her hand only to have him stop her. “Keep playing with it, babe.”

  She did and when his hot tongue joined her finger she cried out. Josh used his fingers to spread her wide as he licked, pierced and teased her pussy until it gushed. The more cream he ate, the more she produced. Unable to keep herself propped up, Elly fell back onto the mattress.

  Her head thrashed back and forth. Her hips bucked, trying to get closer to his mouth. Her entire body tingled until she felt everything. Every time his tongue pierced into her clenched opening she remembered their first sexual encounter. Josh had brought her to orgasm like this, with his tongue, and she thought she’d died and gone to heaven.

  “Come on my lips,” he muttered, and then sucked her finger and her clit hard.

  Her orgasm came from out of the blue. Exploded from her core out and sent shock waves rippling over her flesh. Mid-spasm Josh stood, jerked her to the edge of the bed and drilled right through her pulsing muscles with his fat cock. She heard his strangled cries, felt him slamming into her hard and fast. Each thrust drew her orgasm out until she squeezed him tight.

  “Fuck me,” she pleaded, wanting more, wanting all of him.

  Josh drove home hard one more time, stiffened and let his release blow. And blow it did. Elly felt his hard pulse and her muscles reacted. Tightening, releasing, pulsing in time together. Their gazes locked like they did when they were young and didn’t have a care in the world but each other.

  There, deep in his eyes she could see the adoration he still carried for her and with each spurt of his seed it grew. It touched her heart. Elly reached up when the muscles in his shoulders relaxed and pulled him down to her. Josh tucked his arms beneath her and they clung to each other.

  “Jesus, Elly, I’d forgotten how great it could be.”

  “It has been a long time.” Right then and there, she promised to never let anything drag them so far apart again.

  Chapter Two

  Josh took her to a nice, understated restaurant with dim lights, good wine and great food. One of his friends had told him about it, even set up reservations for them. When they finished, the waitress brought them a decadent dessert of triple chocolate cake.

  “We didn’t order this,” Elly told the young girl politely.

  The girl smiled, laid a folded piece of paper on the table and placed the plate between them with two forks. Josh frowned, picked the paper up and opened it. His smile came quickly, followed by a chuckle.

  “Dan ordered it for us when he made the reservations.” Josh quickly tucked the note away in his shirt pocket. He picked up a fork, cut a nice slice off and held it to her lips. “I know how much you like chocolate.”

  Not even trying to hold back her blissful pleasure as the chocolate filled her mouth, Elly groaned loudly. Instead of being embarrassed, Josh laughed, leaned across the table and licked a crumb of cake from the corner of her mouth. As wonderful as the cake was, that little surprising, erotic move knocked her for a loop.

  Even when they were younger, so wrapped up in each other it didn’t matter who witnessed, he wouldn’t have done something like that. Her little, quick intake of breath brought forth a sly, wicked grin that had her heart stuttering.

  “Everything okay, Elly?” He offered her another bite, a daring gleam sparkling in his eyes.

  “Great.” The single word came out far more husky than she intended. “Aren’t you going to eat any?”

  Josh eased the fork into her mouth, pulled it to the side and smeared icing over her lip. “I like the leftovers.” Very casually he moved his chair closer to her and nibbled and licked the dark, decadent sweet away.

  He stole her breath, made her body soft and wet and turned her heart over in her chest. Whatever got into him, she hoped it stayed. This man made her want sex now.

  “You never cared much for leftovers as I recall,” she whispered and then swiped her finger through the icing and smeared it across her bottom lip.

  Josh wasted no time leaning over, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth and licking away the icing. It felt the same as when he sucked and licked her clit and affected her just as powerfully. Hot juice slicked her thighs and her clit throbbed, desperate for his attention.

  “Are you wet for me, Elly?”

  His words were barely audible, only loud enough for her to hear. “Yes,” she answered on a heavy breath. “Are you hard for me?”

  A low, rumbling sound vibrated through his chest. He looked around. “Wanna go visit the restroom? I could show you what you’ve done to me.”

  Tempting, oh so tempting. Elly glanced around the dining room. Too many people. Maybe a few years ago. That water had passed beneath the bridge of life. “Maybe we should go home.”

  A humorous grin pulled up the corners of his lips and he arched an eyebrow. “Playing shy?”

  At a loss for an explanation, or rather not really wanting to say they were too old for such foolishness, she simply shrugged.

  “Okay. Let’s go,” he shrugged in return and pulled out his wallet.

  “Home?”

  “No. We are going to see a movie, sweetheart. My pick.”

  They hadn’t been to the movie theater in forever. “Wait a minute. You told me before we left it was my choice where we went. So far you’ve chosen the restaurant and now you’re picking the movie.” Not that she minded.

  “So I fibbed, punish me.”

  “Wat
ch what you ask for, you might get it.” The ways she could punish him were endless. Even as he paid the bill and shamelessly flirted with the waitress she conjured images of him sporting a painful erection the rest of the night.

  Josh took her hand and led her out to the parking lot. Once they were both seated and buckled, Elly reached beneath her dress, smeared her fingers through her slick folds and waved them at her husband.

  “Told you I was wet.” To her surprise he grabbed her wrist and sucked her fingers into his mouth, licking them clean. She heard herself gasp and felt a surge of hot liquid spill. Damn, but he was oral tonight.

  “Just the way I like you, hot and sweet.”

  “Let’s go home, Josh.” She wanted him now. Not in a few hours.

  “What’s the hurry? We’ve got all night.”

  He drove them to the theater, purchased tickets to a movie she never heard of and led her into the empty, dark room. “What are we seeing?”

  “Ticket to Hell,” he answered.

  Mortified, Elly turned with her mouth open. “You know horror flicks terrify me.” She’d have nightmares for the rest of the weekend. What the hell was he up to?

  “Easy, babe. I won’t let anything get you.” Josh chose seats in back of the theater.

  “You’re up to something, I can tell. What’s the game, Josh?” She tried to keep the smile from her face, but inside her stomach fluttered as it did when they were first dating.

  The excellent actor he was, Josh feigned a stricken, hurt face, which turned out to be completely pathetic. “Here I’ve gone and planned a nice romantic night out for us and you insult me that way?”

  The laugh bubbled out freely. “Oh please. I don’t care what you’ve got up your sleeve. I’m enjoying our date.”

  “That’s better,” he muttered.

  Two other couples walked into the theater and, oddly, Josh seemed pleased by this. They sat several rows down and off to the side. At least they weren’t the only people here. It wouldn’t feel so awkward.