Well, shit. What am I supposed to say to that? Nothing.
I throw my arms around him and pull his lips down to mine, doing the one thing I’ve wanted to do all week. Yes, I was pissed, but deep down I knew he was doing what he thought was right…for me.
He pulls back and grins. “So, I guess we’re okay.”
“Yes, we’re okay.” I walk him backward until we are on the blanket and push him until he’s sitting on the blanket. I straddle him and place my hands on the mirror on either side of him. “But if you ever lie to me again, I don’t think I could come back from that.”
“Never again.” He groans as I grind into him.
He reaches for my shorts, trying to undo the button, and I push his hand away. “Not yet.”
I leave a trail of kisses along his neck before my lips join his once more. It’s probably wrong to torture him like this, but it serves him right. His hand wanders all over my body. Caressing. Gripping. Each touch a sign of how much he wants me.
My hands find their way to his jeans and I unbutton them, ready to put him out of his misery. He doesn’t hesitate undoing the button on my shorts and I lift up enough to help him work their way down my legs and he kicks off his own.
The sound of glass tinkles in the background, barely audible over the music playing on the speaker. Oh well, we can worry about that mess later.
“Shit,” Beau hiss and scrambles for his jeans. He pulls his wallet out of the pocket and produces a condom. At least he’s always prepared.
He tries to lean me back so I can lie down, but I yank the condom out of his hand and slide it over him. He groans as I lower myself on him and his head falls back hitting the mirror with a soft thud.
I rock my body into him while bending down to kiss him. I expect him to close his eyes, but he doesn’t. He’s focused on themirrors and watching the two of us from every angle. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on.
His hands grip my hips, quickening the pace. My hands drag down the mirrors as I keep myself steady and I break the kiss. Wanting to see what he does.
Passion and love. The awe on his face as he watches me watch him. If I needed proof that he sees me, this moment is it. Beau gets me on a level nobody ever has. He knows when to be strong for me, and when I need to be the strong one.
His grip tightens as the pressure builds and we’re both tumbling into our release. That has never happened before and I hope like hell this isn’t the last time.
“I love you, Piper.” The words are breathless as he tries to catch his.
“I love you, too.” I give him a quick peck before climbing off him. I search around in the dim light for my shorts and use the edge of the blanket to clean myself off.
Beau cleans up while I get dressed and start cleaning up the spilled wine. At this point, we should probably throw away the blanket. Those sangria stains are never coming out of there.
His hand covers mine until I give him my full attention. “No, I really love you.”
“I know.” And I do. He proves it in the way he’s always taken care of me. Met my needs before I even realized I needed them. He feeds me because he knows I can’t cook. All those small things have shown me just how much this man loves me.
Without another word he helps me clean up the mess we’ve made. Once everything is inside the basket he pulled from some hiding place, he pulls me toward him. “I think fun houses are my new favorite attraction. You’ve helped me create some pretty amazing memories.”
“For sure. Also, how do you feel about adding mirrors to our bedrooms?”
“I’m not opposed.” He brings his lips to mine. We stand there, wrapped up in each other, tongues dancing, enjoying the moment. Enjoying us and knowing everything is going to be okay.
“Good.” I check around the area to make sure everything is cleaned up. I’m sure he paid a pretty penny to rent this thing, but I’m not going to ask him how much. It’s not business. “Now, I need to find my big brother.”
Thank God Parker left the golf cart. Though I can’t believe he walked all the way back to the main house. It’s way too hot for that.
“Where’s Pierce?” I don’t bother hiding my anger as I stomp into the office.
Parker looks me up and down before shaking his head. “You were gone way too long to be coming in here with that much attitude.”
“Just tell me where our big brother is.” I roll my eyes and put my hands on my hips. It’s the same stance I’ve taken since I was a child and wouldn’t take no for an answer.
“Beau?” Parker asks as if looking for approval.
I glance behind me to see what Beau’s reaction is.
