"Oh my god!" Lizzy groaned out of breath while she seized in my arms.

On the drive home my anxiety started to flare up. I had no idea what Sam was going to do to Michael and Shae but the one true thing I did know was that their expiration was close at hand. Hell I didn't even ask if he knew where they were. It's one thing to talk about having control but you have to know how to use it. When I had control of the situation, I choked. Needless to say, I just wasn't made to kill someone... unless it was life or death provoked. Either way, Sam is a pro and deep down in my gut, he was itching to handle this. His eyes said it all.

The moment I walked through the door, all I wanted to do was take Lizzy in my arms and hold her tight but she had other plans..., which I loved a whole lot more. When I arrived home and opened the front door, I was greeted by the sexiest woman in the world. Lizzy was wearing a see-through black lace bra and thong set with four inch come fuck me heels. Her hair was curly at the ends and bounced with precision. A licentious gleam radiated her features and her body moved with libidinous desires ready to damn near eat me alive. I paused for only a moment while her beauty mesmerized me then she grabbed my shirt pulling me in the house and the next thing I knew her legs were in the air and I was going full force. It didn't stop there as we made stops from the sofa, to the kitchen table all the way to the doorway of the game room. My new wife, the woman I've loved from the beginning of time was a dirty freak and I absolutely loved it!

"Good evening Mr. Gipson, welcome home," she said laughing rubbing her hands along my bare chest. Her back was still against the wall and her legs were still wrapped around my waist. I was amazed how she fit so perfectly and light as a feather against me.

"Hello gorgeous."

"I'm sure my hair is a mess. Alanna hipped me to a new salon on Richmond Drive so I thought why not. I figured a new-do wouldn't hurt since I'm in the land of sunshine."

"I love the tousled look. It really brings out your eyes." We both laughed. "Love the outfit by the way, correction, I love you butt naked even better. Third correction, to be honest, I think you should walk around butt ass naked all the time. You could greet me everyday like this and you'll never hear a complaint from me." I winked and she rolled her eyes.

"I'm sure you would, nasty man."

"I'm nasty? Excuse me but you're the one that damn near drugged me in the house and had your way with me."

"Oh so you didn't like it Mr. Gipson?"

"I'm a reborn virgin and you took advantage of me."

"Reborn my ass, but you do need Jesus."

"I admit I do, but I love Lizzy punnany pie too."

She slapped me on the arm. "Jesus and punnany should not be used in the same sentence. The devil is a liar."

"I love Jesus and that," I looked down and touched that spot I had branded so long ago.

"Eyes up here..." she didn't finish as my fingers found themselves inciting mayhem as she bit her bottom lip and I kissed her on the neck. Her perfume was reeking havoc on my senses making this barbaric urgency to have her again.

"You're a devil in disguise,"she whispered before I lifted her up on my shoulder and tossed her on the sofa. It only took a moment before I was back in my first home. The moment we finished, the smoke detector went off.

"Shit! Shit! Shit! My lasagna is in the oven!" She pushed me off and ran to the kitchen.

Damn her ass was cute and tight. Could I actually be addicted to my wife?

"Damn it! It's ruined!" she shouted from the kitchen.

I put my pants back on and headed in her direction. There was a little smoke. The lasagna looked like ash. I fanned the smoke away and managed to turn off the smoke detector.

"I can't believe this!"

I looked around and saw the remnants of tomatoes, cheese along with flour and cracked eggs by the pasta machine. When did I get one of those?

"Did you make the noddles from scratch?"

"Duh! I was making an authentic Italian lasagna, a recipe from Arianna. She gave it to me, it's her grandmother's recipe but I added crawfish instead of ground beef. I even had them shipped from Tony's back home. The crawfish here look black, I like mine red. Anyway, it's ruined." She grabbed her sheer robe off the back of the barstool. She looked disappointed.

"Why don't we just go out tonight, or we can order takeout? We can eat whatever you want."

"Fine!" Her eyes showed defeat and I didn't like that at all.

"I'm sure it would have been delicious. You can cook another night." I walked up to her and pulled her in my arms. "I appreciate you doing this. I'm sure I would have eaten it all. You're the best cook I know."

She cracked a smile. "The best cook?"

"The best," I replied kissing her on the neck. I whisper in her ear, "the best in everything."

She giggled.

"If I didn't know any better, I would think you were trying to get more nookie."

"They say newlyweds are suppose to get their groove on multiple times a day. At least at all three meals to help them balance out their lives and for digestive imbalances. It's suppose to extract and absorb energy and nutrients helping your body get rid of all the waste. Sex is a natural remedy, I hear it's better than vitamins."

"Says who? I haven't read that in any medical journals or pharmaceutical studies. Food goes through your digestive system causing your body to absorb energy and nutrients helping your body with waste products. Hello, I'm the one that has MD behind their name."

"I read too."

"Playboy doesn't count."

"It has journalistic reporting. They print facts."

"Fake news!"

"I'm not the orange Cheeto."

"I wouldn't have married you if you were. I like my man smart."

"I'm smart, the square root of one million is a thousand."

"I like my man sexy and well packaged."

"Hello? Look at this body." I showed her my well-defined muscles without the cheesy Hulk Hogan grin. "And the package...haven't heard you complain," I stated with some Lizzybear sass on it. Which meant a neck roll and a snap.

"Why you standing there looking like Thor ready to take a shit?" She laughed as I pulled her in my arms and started to tickle her.

"Stop it!" She called out but I continued on until she was sliding down to the floor breathing hard still laughing.

"So you want to tease, I got you! You want to make fun of me? I'm about to pull out the bionic claws of death."

"No...not the claws! Please!"

The claws was when I fixed my fingers on both hands and went in tickling both sides of the body. When we were little, I wanted this claw toy but since my mom couldn't afford it, she found some old leather gloves, glued some white stones on top and mini magnets on the fingertip side and made me believe it was a pair of Steve Austin, The Six-Million Dollar Man Biotic gloves. I loved those gloves and I would chase Lizzy around the yard, threatening her with, The Claws.

"Then apologize."

"Sean, I didn't do anything to have to apologize." She was turning pink on her cheeks.

"You were teasing me."

"You acting like a wimpy little boy. Do I need to help you man up? What is that coach doing to y'all. You guys ain't ready for the season. Y'all a bunch of sissies. I want my money back for my box seats, the hotdogs taste better in the Superdome."

"You done talking? Don't make me Anna Mae you."

"I don't won't no damn cake, Ike"

I kissed her on the chin and down her chest quickly turning my attention up to her lips. My eyes traced the small pink line around her lips. They were perfectly outlined, ready for the taking.

"You better stop, I don't know if you could handle anymore of these goodies." Her fingertips brushed through my hair.

"Are you sure you want me to stop?" I whispered across her lips but I didn't get an answer so I continued my descent. Her breathing became more relaxed but my pulse was racing. I slowly untied her silk belt with my teeth while looking up at her. Eyes closed, her lips were wet from her tongue while she sucked on her bottom lip. The glossiness was a major turn on. I licked my way down to her belly button and her waist gravitated towards me.

"You like this my love?" I asked kissing her inner thigh. Her need was strong as it intoxicated my own need for her.

"Oh yes, lordty please forgive us..., that feels so..." I cut her words off as I gave her a sample of what she crazed for. Her left hand rubbed my hair as I lifted her in the air sitting her on the marble island.

"There are so many things I plan on doing to you, put I need strength. I'm starving Lizzybear."

"I am too. You're lucky, I would turn you out. You'll be walking on a cane by tomorrow."

"You got it like that?" I asked staring into her eyes.

"You think my daddy scary, I'm worse."

Flashbacks of being with Sam plagued my brain. I tried clearing the unanswered thoughts that swooned around in my head. Just thinking about what he had planned gave me an unnerved chill.

"You okay?"

I looked up and Lizzy had this weird look on her face.

"I don't think it gets scarier than Sam." She cupped my face. Leaning in she kissed me on the lips. "Let's not think about him at this moment. I need that sexual healing you were ready to give me." She leaned over and grabbed some fruit.

"The blueberries slowly build your energy which will keep you revved up for a while. A banana for that extra boost of sugar and tie you over until real food arrives. Oh here's an orange that will keep your muscles and bones strong. You know for lifting objects or people even enhancing certain positions that may cause for you to use muscles that you didn't even know you had."

"Oh you're that good."

"They don't call me the bone doctor for nothing."

I laughed.

"I'll meet you in the shower while you order takeout. Oh and make sure you get plenty of dessert, chocolate or caramel or strawberry sauce if you want to get real freaky." Her hand slid down my pants and cupped my manhood.

"Your wish is my command, my lady."

She slid off the counter kissing me and walking towards the stairs. I don't think my fingers had ever moved so fast in my life.

I woke up and noticed Lizzy wasn't there. Practice didn't start until ten so I had a few hours to kill. Looking around I could see the pillows still thrown in the corner from last night. The Chinese food containers were gone along with the sheets that had chocolate and caramel sauce on them. Things had gotten crazy last night leading to a long steam shower after our sexipedes.

I quickly made the bed and headed downstairs. The second I hit the bottom stair I could smell the bacon.

"Morning sunshine," she said with a smile placing the bacon on a plate.

"Good morning. It smells good in here."

"To make up for the lasagna, I made you a veggie frittata, fresh fruit melody on the side along with some bacon and homemade buttermilk biscuits and warm apple cinnamon butter."

"Impressive. I'm not use to this."

"What, a woman cooking for you? They say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

"You have my heart regardless of the cooking."

"You so sweet." She leaned over and we kissed.

"Is there any coffee?"

"Yeah I made some, if you grab the cups I will finish getting everything ready." I nodded and a few minutes later we were eating.

"So how was practice yesterday? I meant to ask but had other things on my mind."

"It went well. I'm healthy, no pain of any kind. Knock on wood."

"Jarreau had called yesterday looking for you. You guys had a break and he said he couldn't find you. He asked around but no one knew where you were."

"I went to see Sam."

"My dad Sam?"

"He's the only Sam I know."

"What did you guys discuss?"

"I'm not going to lie to you, I wanted him to take care of Shae and Michael."

"What do you mean?"

"You know, six feet under."

"Sean!"

"I'm sorry. With Aries in jail, probably looking at a life sentence, I wanted those two to either share in his fate or worse."

"Sean, baby, I don't think they will bother us. You don't have a killer bone in your body. We say things out of anger but less than ten percent of the population do any real physical harm that results in death."

"My job is to protect you, Lizzy. I take my vows seriously."

She covered my hand. "You've protected me even before we took our vows. You can protect me more by staying out of trouble. Shae is gone, soon Michael will disappear as an unemployed penniless inmate. Better not drop the soap!"

"It wasn't Shae in the video."

She moved her hand as if she was burning. "Say what?"

"I got with Sam and the woman on the video works for him. It wasn't Shae. To be honest, your dad may have her locked up in this old warehouse he owns. I asked him to help me get rid of both of them...Shae and Michael."

"Have you lost your ever loving mind Sean?"

"The stress of Shae and her bullshit and Michael lying and cheating along with trying to focus on the game, my businesses, my foundation, hell a new marriage is a lot okay. Sue me for trying to get the scrum out of our lives. I don't regret marrying you, but I can't focus on us with those two always lurking in the shadows. I was angry, pissed off that they caused you unwanted harm and they pushed your buttons causing all kinds of drama. Seeing you go through that shit because they accused you of murder was the breaking point. I can't see my life without you. I want us to be happy, have a family and grow old together. I want to look back on our lives and be proud of what we have accomplished."

She just stared at me for a few moments but she got up and stood in front of me. I pushed my chair back and she sat on my lap.

"I understand. I really do. When I sat in that precinct I was ready to strangle Aries. He hit me Sean. It took everything in me not to kill him. Just think if I had, I would be under the damn jail. They would make him out to be this great superstar football player getting his props and then they would make me out as the worse person on this earth. I believe in Karma. All the shit they've done to us will bite them in the ass. Just let it go, they aren't worth the dried spit on the ground."

"If the spit is dried up, then that means there's nothing there."

"Exactly. Look, let's focus on us and leave the rift raft alone."

"I agree."

"Well since we are in agreement, would you be okay for me joining the Panthers?"

"I think you would look amazing in an uniform. Actually quite hot if I may add. It would be hard for me and Big Man to think straight. You could be Gipson squared." I laughed, she shook her head and tapped me on the shoulder.

"No dodo brain, not in an uniform. I'm too cute to put on an uniform. Y'all not ready for me, although you guys could use some cuteness on the team." She chuckled.

"Whatever. Working on the team doing what?"

"Arianna approached me and offered me to be the strength and rehabilitation physician for Moretti Athletics. So actually I would be working with all ten of their sports teams. The trip part is I never ever thought of doing this. The salary is something bitches be back home ready to actually kill you over. Literally eight times my current salary. There's some traveling involved but I can pretty much set my own schedule. I can work from here, a lot would be sent via internet. My main office would be at the Panthers training hub and you could come and treat me to lunch sometimes."

"When would you start?"

"I've just applied for my licenses here in California and then I can apply with the CESMA to get my European license but in the meantime I can review cases as an observer and make recommendations. My official start date would be two months from today. I figured with me moving here permanently and giving my notice to the hospital, it would be enough time."

"Sorry I won't be much help with the season officially starting. You can call a moving company to pack you up and have everything delivered here."

"That's cool. Believe me, I'll be very busy studying. So just in case my hair is in a funky style or my clothes and socks don't match that means I'm in my groove zone."

"As long as you don't stink who cares."

"I never stink? You just might not like my selection of body odor fragrance at the time."

We both laughed.

"Speaking of body fragrance, you smelled real good yesterday," she commented.

"That AXE spray be working I see." We both laughed again. "Nah, your boy be wearing Yves Saint Laurent darling."

"I like it," she replied. She leaned in and we kissed. "Do you have time to fix a few things that need your attention?"

"For you, of course I do."

"Well we better finish breakfast because you're going to need all your energy," she said as her eyes darkened and she licked her lips. The message she was sending was loud and clear.

"Forget breakfast, I have plenty of strength." I lifted her up. She laughed.

"Can I finish my bacon?"

"Here!" I grabbed the two slices of bacon off her plate.

"You're such a horny toad Sean."

"I get it from you my love bug," I said taking the stairs two at a time.

"Hey! Slow down for me, a-you moving too fast

my fingers keep slipping, I'm tryna grip that ass," she sang.

"By the time I finish with you, you'll need Juvenile, The Hot Boys and the whole damn Cash Money Crew to save you."

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I opened the bedroom door.

"You talkin all that noise, you betta werk!" She snapped her fingers as I tossed her on the bed.

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"Imma smack it up, flip it, rub it down, oh, no!" I sang as I bounced on top of her and we lit our own sexual unadulterated inferno.

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