He couldn't help grinning at her reaction to the names he'd given. While he might have had a fondness for beach bunnies and strippers in the past, he had no intentions of naming his daughters anything that would give men like him the thoughts he'd had about those women. Still, it was fun to tease her. "So, Cookie, Sandy, and Trixie are probably out, too?" Fern, he had to admit had been bad. But, it had served a point. "No names that bring thongs and poles to mind. Got it. Just whips and chains."
Whether his sweet and still mostly innocent wife knew it or not, she had a sex voice, Marty thought, a breathy little thing that told him she was thinking about something she considered naughty. "Do what again?" He asked innocently before pressing his lips to the side of her neck once more. "That?" One hand splaying across her lower back, he raised the other to softly caress her neck, run his thumb over he jaw; then he dipped his head to kiss her neck a third time. This time he lingered, sucking lightly. "You know," he murmured, lips still brushing against her skin. "We can always continue this discussion later and I can do that again and again as much as you like."