Wesley raised his eyebrows in amusement at Fred's comment. "You would think that a place like that would have to have somewhere," he said. "I supposed we'll just have to keep looking."
As they kissed against, Wesley groaned softly, feeling himself start to stir. Fred had an uncanny ability to arouse him so easily. Sometimes even just her smile was enough. From almost the moment they had started seeing each other, he had known she was the one.
Suddenly, he felt himself being pushed on his back and looked up at his wife as she climbed on top of him. A shudder ran through him when her hand slid under his shirt and across his chest.
"Hmmm." He rested his hands on her hips before moving them under her nightshirt and up to her breasts to cup them, swiping his thumbs across her nipples. They immediately began to pebble under his touch. "But if I didn't, it wouldn't be so much fun having you take them off me. Although..."
He moved his hands to grab her shirt and pull it off her, tossing it aside with a grin.
"There is something to be said for not many," he told her before leaning up to nuzzle her breast, licking and nipping gently.