The two lay huddled together giggling. They glanced at each other and burst into a whole new episode of bubbling laughter. Clothes were strewn all over the back of the car. None remained on the occupants besides a high heeled sandal the young woman ran lightly up the calf of her spouse…until he playfully grabbed her foot, removed it and tossed it into the front seat.
"Shouldn’t we be getting dressed instead of taking off more things?" She giggled again and batted her eyelashes at him.
Lachlan raked his eyes over his wife’s luscious body. No woman had ever driven him as mental as Ashley Weston Curry and he figured none ever would.
"There’s nothing left for me to remove, love. Not a stitch."
Ashley lightly stroked the fingers of one hand down his chest. Lachlan responded by pulling her body flush onto his.
She rained tiny kisses on his lips and giggled again when he wrapped his body tightly around hers.
"Weren’t we supposed to be going on a date?" She kissed him again before he could respond.
Lachlan passionately returned her kiss. He ran his fingers lightly down the skin of her back until they reached her bum, which he cupped in both hands. That pulled her even tighter against him. He responded when he came up for air.
"This is better than tucker and a film, Ash." His lips pressed seductively against hers with the tip of his tongue teasing her lips requesting entrance.
She sighed and happily gave in to his request.
"Mmm. This is better than chocolate." She gently stroked his cheek until their lips and then bodies joined again.