and minerals colored the blocks a vibrant orange and green as the water slid over each level.
Wes placed me next to the backdrop, stepped a few paces back and lifted his phone. I smiled and he took a photo. “Want to remember this, sweetheart,” he murmured as he took me into his arms and kissed me just under my ear. Tendrils of excitement pranced along my nerves bringing that giddy feeling back to the surface. I gave him my wide, unencumbered, all-teeth smile, and before I could stop him, he took a selfie of us smiling at the camera.
“I want a copy!” I announced, and he hugged me to his side as we continued our stroll, only this time, our bodies touched from shoulder to hip. Couldn’t have asked for better.
We found ourselves in front of a rectangular structure. “You see that?” He pointed to it excitedly.
“Um, yeah, it’s pretty big, babe,” I snorted and he ignored the jab.
“This was featured in Iron Man 3 ! Take my picture in front of it.”
I laughed, took his phone, and he pumped his arms out in front of him in a very superhero-esque pose and I snapped it. “You’re so goofy!” I smiled, and he once more took me into his arms.
“And you love it.” His green eyes dazzled, his face softening into an expression of serenity and joy. That was the face I wanted to look into forever.
“I love you,” I countered.
He inhaled sharply. “The things those words do to me. Christ Mia, I can’t describe it. Just so damned lucky to be hearing it. I feel like I’ve waited my whole life to hear it.”
I smacked his chest playfully. “You’ve only known me seven months.” I sashayed out of his arms swaying my hips from side to side, putting on a show, trying desperately to lighten the intense moment. “Come on, we have a million miles of lawn to traipse through.”
He caught up to me as I picked up my pace. “You are unbelievable.”
With a hip bump to his side, he staggered. “You better believe it! It’s all real.”
Wes reached for me again and caught me close. “And all mine.” Then he kissed me. Not a soft kiss. Not a hard kiss. A downright knock-down, drag-out, precursor to boning type kiss that made me pant, moan into his mouth, grip his hair, and pull him closer. I wanted more, and I didn’t care where we were or how I got it, just that he gave it to me. Now.
“Want you…”I whispered between licks and sweet, drugging sucks of his succulent mouth.
He grinned, and I could feel his smile against my teeth, his hand locked into my hair. “I know,” he whispered then tugged on me and gripped my hand. “Come, like you said, we have a million miles of lawn to traipse through, and I, for one, want to get you back so I can ravish you.”
I followed, a little dazed and a bit annoyed play time was over, yet equally anticipating more play time when we got back. “Where’s the exit?”
He tipped his head back and laughed, a deep, throaty sound that I absolutely adored. Wes gave good laugh. Then again, Wes gave good everything. “Soon baby. Anticipation sweetheart, makes everything more intense. We’ve got all night.”
Pinching my lips together, I sneered, “But one of us has to work tomorrow and wants her man to exhaust her tonight, not by trailing through unending paths and lovely gardens, but by plundering her garden,” I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively.
“Wicked woman!”
“That’s right. No rest for the wicked. So come on, make me tired.” I grinned, and he lifted me up in a princess hold and spun me around in a circle. It was fun; it was carefree. It was Wes and me.
***
The instant the elevator doors closed, he was on me. His hands were all over my body, his tongue in my mouth. Claiming, consuming, devouring. The hand rail around the elevator dug into my back, and I mewled and winced. Wes’s hands roamed down my back until he felt the offending bar and slid his hands over my ass and down to my thighs where he promptly lifted me. I was happy about this for two
Wes placed me next to the backdrop, stepped a few paces back and lifted his phone. I smiled and he took a photo. “Want to remember this, sweetheart,” he murmured as he took me into his arms and kissed me just under my ear. Tendrils of excitement pranced along my nerves bringing that giddy feeling back to the surface. I gave him my wide, unencumbered, all-teeth smile, and before I could stop him, he took a selfie of us smiling at the camera.
“I want a copy!” I announced, and he hugged me to his side as we continued our stroll, only this time, our bodies touched from shoulder to hip. Couldn’t have asked for better.
We found ourselves in front of a rectangular structure. “You see that?” He pointed to it excitedly.
“Um, yeah, it’s pretty big, babe,” I snorted and he ignored the jab.
“This was featured in Iron Man 3 ! Take my picture in front of it.”
I laughed, took his phone, and he pumped his arms out in front of him in a very superhero-esque pose and I snapped it. “You’re so goofy!” I smiled, and he once more took me into his arms.
“And you love it.” His green eyes dazzled, his face softening into an expression of serenity and joy. That was the face I wanted to look into forever.
“I love you,” I countered.
He inhaled sharply. “The things those words do to me. Christ Mia, I can’t describe it. Just so damned lucky to be hearing it. I feel like I’ve waited my whole life to hear it.”
I smacked his chest playfully. “You’ve only known me seven months.” I sashayed out of his arms swaying my hips from side to side, putting on a show, trying desperately to lighten the intense moment. “Come on, we have a million miles of lawn to traipse through.”
He caught up to me as I picked up my pace. “You are unbelievable.”
With a hip bump to his side, he staggered. “You better believe it! It’s all real.”
Wes reached for me again and caught me close. “And all mine.” Then he kissed me. Not a soft kiss. Not a hard kiss. A downright knock-down, drag-out, precursor to boning type kiss that made me pant, moan into his mouth, grip his hair, and pull him closer. I wanted more, and I didn’t care where we were or how I got it, just that he gave it to me. Now.
“Want you…”I whispered between licks and sweet, drugging sucks of his succulent mouth.
He grinned, and I could feel his smile against my teeth, his hand locked into my hair. “I know,” he whispered then tugged on me and gripped my hand. “Come, like you said, we have a million miles of lawn to traipse through, and I, for one, want to get you back so I can ravish you.”
I followed, a little dazed and a bit annoyed play time was over, yet equally anticipating more play time when we got back. “Where’s the exit?”
He tipped his head back and laughed, a deep, throaty sound that I absolutely adored. Wes gave good laugh. Then again, Wes gave good everything. “Soon baby. Anticipation sweetheart, makes everything more intense. We’ve got all night.”
Pinching my lips together, I sneered, “But one of us has to work tomorrow and wants her man to exhaust her tonight, not by trailing through unending paths and lovely gardens, but by plundering her garden,” I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively.
“Wicked woman!”
“That’s right. No rest for the wicked. So come on, make me tired.” I grinned, and he lifted me up in a princess hold and spun me around in a circle. It was fun; it was carefree. It was Wes and me.
***
The instant the elevator doors closed, he was on me. His hands were all over my body, his tongue in my mouth. Claiming, consuming, devouring. The hand rail around the elevator dug into my back, and I mewled and winced. Wes’s hands roamed down my back until he felt the offending bar and slid his hands over my ass and down to my thighs where he promptly lifted me. I was happy about this for two
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